Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1900-12-13

I grCyed for them all, but she could not
| help hoping that now, perhaps, Sir Ru-
I pert might seek the solace Of her love.
They never forgot the morning poor
| Sybips letter came to Glynn. She had
not meant to complain; she was too
| brave TO true to utter "A word against
| her husband, let him do what he
would; but, unconsclously, her sorrow
was told in every line-in the passion
ate pleading for pardon-in the de
spalring cry for home and love in the
bitter, heart-brcaking words of fare
well 1t was a letter that would have
brought tears into the eyes Of the
strongest man who read it,, for she who
had written it was young and help
less
Sir Rupert was at Glynn when the
letter came. The squire opened It
with trembling hands, and then gavo 1t
him TO read,
"The cursed vilIan!" said the old
man AS sure as ! live, Rupert, he
ll-uscs her. No happy wife-no hap
py WOman-cVer wrote 80.
ar / thought he did" cried Rupert,
II would follow him to the worlds end
and lash him like n hound! If he
loves her, and makes her happy, God
bless her in her choice; If he does not,
will revenge her"
"Wo shall never know" said the
squire, sadly; "she Is gone 80 far
away, she Is so young and so fragile.
! shall never see her face again, Ru-
pert, never, never morel"
They cheered him and sOothed him;
but that letter tortured Sir ltupcrt-it
was the cry of a wounded bird long
ing for him. Tho torture was 80
strong upon him that, unknown TO the
squire Sir Rupert went to Liverpool,
hoping to see LyBtcr Ayrton and his
wife, but tho vessel had sailed before
he reached the city, and he never
spoke Of his journey
Four years passed, and they heard
often from her. She was living quite
alone, she told them, In the little town
Of Witana, near the gold diggngs,
! where her husband had gone to work
! Quite alone save that at odd times h"
went to see her. and took good care
| Of her. Those words she prayed
Heaven TO pardon AZ she wroto--they
were to comfort her father, and she
thought them, though false as sin,
They answered all her letters, send
ing hcr sweet and loving messages
over the sea sending her love and
! blessings kind, cheering words, bright
| pictures Of the house whore she was
so surely missed but they never
/ named him,
Irene aid more; she sont substan-
/ tial chest, and Sir Kdpcrt aided her.
| They sent dresses, tea, shoes, pre-
served meats books the most curious
assortment OF things ever packed
! and IT was well they did so; but for
them SybIl Ayrton would have been
| half starved and poorly clad.
-Four years. and Violet Ruthcrs,
looking ON the face she loved so dear
! ~ N'hN'lNN ~ NV lbNl NbN tNIlf.
She was in the primo of her magnin-
cont beauty, she was rich. clever
why could he not care for her? Surely
he mover dreamed of wasting all his
life in mourning for the fair. foolish
| girl who had preferred such man rs
! INstcr Ayrton to him?
She was Il good woman. modest. true
and sensible; yet there was no art,
no subtle charm she did not try in or,
der to win him, She met him at all
| times and In all places. If ho wont
to the library to read or write, there
sat violet II he strollod In the
grounds thinking only of his lost
SNhll 10y some strange chance he was
sure to meet violet, She had always
! something lntor'SunE' either charm
! ing plQuant' or pleasant, to say. II
ne showed any signs OF WEAKNESS, she
"o"I" o'E'h speaking OF SyNU know.
ing II" "oui" never tire
She loved him very deeply and dear.