Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1900-03-24
A REPEN1ANI' ROGUE.

When Jimmie McKoy died he be
queathed his mansion ON North Shore,
his founders shares in the Great Poo
bah Gold Mining company, and the re-
spectacle sum of E25000 sterling, in
vested entirely in Colonial stocks, to his
only and beloved child" Victoria Marie
McKoy. Jimmie was a child of fortune
a man obviously born lucky, yet his sole
pride was in the fact that he was born
Colonial
Victoria Marie was a lady. She had
been well educated by divers teachers
She could play Home, Sweet Home"
with variations, not only absolutely cor
rect, but with feeling which could dis
turb no conversation. She had read
'Trilby" and The Woman Who Did"
She rode a bicycle, and refused 10 take
advantage of the voting paper presented
TO her by maternal government. She
was the richest heiress i'll Australasia.
III.
1t was Mt Lady Boughtem's garden par
~ that Victoria Marie met Cyril Fitz-
herbert
His raven black hair--won rather long
his small, but artisuCally dropping.
mustache, his olive complexion that told
Of the inherited fire and passion of warm
er southern hood than the hyperborean
fluid of his fathers and, above all, his
pale-blue eyes, with which he often ga2ed
lntentiy at nothing. showed so the la
dies said. that there was secret, doubt
less Il romantic one, in his past life.
II must introduce you to our heiress,
Miss Mickey" said Lady Boughtem.
rs that she" asked Mr.. Fitzherbcrt
fixing his blue eyes on the identical
young lady.
Yes" said her ladyship wonderingly;
"how did You guess
II do not know" he replied, speaking
in a low, far-away voice. she is not
beautiful; not TO the mere outward eye,
but to those who look beyond the physi-
cal outline there is a depth, n soul; a
character-but what am l saying"
His voice changed as if he had awaked
from some pleasant dream TO the reality
of n mundane existence, and he continued
with artess lightness:
Il had no idea she was your heiress.
though | was anxious 10 be introduced to
her. Still, il would be mere eSthetic folly
TO say that the possession of a certain
number Of golden coins could in any way
spoil my ideal"
My dear Victoria" cried her ladyship
after the ceremony of Introduction had
been duly enacted, Il must leave Mr.
Fitzherhert with you. ! know YOU Will
''NN wv AAiii hNAis Npu uNAl gill anu
really must-it is my duty to her majeS-
ty-I must attend on his eXccllency. He
has not had n cup of tea this afternoon
Positively he must be thirsty-such hot
afternoun'-and wearing frock coatn
Strange to say, though he never spoke
Of them to Lady Boughtem, Mr.. Fitz
herherts talk to Victoria was entirely of
outdoor pastimes, of hunting, shooting,
buating, tennis and bicycling.
lie recounted nothing impossible; no
extraordinary leaps. miraculous Shots
prodigiouS recordbreakings. Everything
was kept within small and seemly
bounds.
She began to admire him, not so much
Tor the things he had done, as for the
truth with which he retaiied them
To her surprise she felt sorry when the
thinning crowd on the lawn told her it
was time to depart.
You must emil on MS" she said. eager
ly; my aunt viii bc delighted to see you.
and Il should like you to have look at
my horses
The shortest road to friendship runs
over n common land.
Victoria Marie and Cyril soon diScov-
cred this. Both were interested Cyril.
| it appeared, deeply in all the mysteries
Of hore"fl"sh. and in a mutual exchange
of condolences on that proSaic subject
they sealed an agreement of comradeShip,
tina word. rather than friendship, detin.
ing the good fellowship which for the
first few days existed between them.
/ or course, the proprictes were main.
/ tanned by the presence at lunch aud dinner
/ of Nictoria'S aunt Mrs. Lisie. and as So
! ciety, in the person Of Lady Boughtem
/ had determined on the ACCESSIBILITY Of a
/ match between the two young people
they were allowed to pursue their duaI
loneliness uniiSturbed.
by the fourth day, so strong had their
acquaintance grown, that Cyril, arriving
/ rs usual. early i'm the morning, brought
with him birthday book,
"A friend of NINE he explained, neg
/ ligontly, has sent me this from home
/ and, as | have no names in it yet.
( thought | should like YOU to he the frs
ia write Your name in it. II you vii
be SO kipdy'
The book was really very pretty. L
was almost Ms large as a photograph al
bum and the cardboard pages were hand
painted with illustrations of the seasons
the graccS, cupids and many other prett!
devices. Under each date Il little space
was cut in the cardboard and a piece O
light green cologed paper inserted for tn,
name 10 be written on
lie opened the hook and laid il on III,
table.
How funny" said Victoria, 'yo,
have opened il ut my birthday Is tina
lucky
He FLUSHED in a most unnecessary wa,
a he handed her a pen.
Il hope so" he murmurcNl
She had taken the pen, and sitting g
the table was preparing 10 write. Will
he stood at her side watching the OF
Grafton seriously, when Il new difficult.
presented itself
How shall | sigu?" she asked. look
Ing at him with a perpleNity which. j
she had been a pretty girl. might hav
been suspected for coQuCtry. ITO m
best friends tshe accented the Words
always sign my full name, but To nc
quaintanees or on checks | merely m
Victoria VI. II saves time. you see. -
10 her surprise hc rcddcncda suSpi