Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-07-26

tested his name, she iothed his
memory; but across that detestattion
and loathing came the memory OF the
great, passionate love he had borne
her. and it softened her heart in some
slight degree. She never expected to
hear of him again. 1t was ten years
since that fatal morning-he might be
living, or ne might be dead-she would
never know; but her life would be
passed in suspense. She was moi
afraid of his finding her.
''If he had wanted to find me" she
said TO herself. The would have
managed it before now"
Ten years had greatly changed
Ethel. She was a graceful, loving girl
when she went to St. Ina's; now at
twenty-eight she was in the pride Of
her magnificent womanhood. Sorrow
had done for her what nothing else
could have done-it had refined and in
creased her beauty. The glorious eyes
were no longer bright with laughter,
but in their wondrous depths lay some
thing that made one long to look at
them again and again. The exquisite
face had never regained it's dainty
bloom, but the beauty of it was peer
less-the sad, sweet lips, the tender,
thoughtful eyes were more lovely than
ever. The graceful figure had reached
its full perfection; there was queenly
dignity about Ethel, a sweet, tender
gravity that could come only from sor-
row patiently borne. Hers was the
Peerless beauty of perfect womanhood
"a royal dover of grace-and she
wore her sorrow like diadem.
She had suffered long and keenly
after Sir Oscar went away, and she
learned more than ever to value Lady
St Norman's love and kindness.
Helen shielded her from the world,
she saw that the girls heart was
bruised, and she did her best to COM
fort her. She stood between her and
all impertinent comment, all curious
questions; she shielded her from re-
mark, she bore patiently with her long
hours of weary abstraction and de-
preston. Time passed on, and her
tender kindness never failed. Lord ST.
Norman concealed his disappointment
as well as he could; it was owing to
his wife's gentle admonition that he
never showed it to Ethel
They were speaking of her one even
ing, when Lord st. Norman said:
Il am grievously disappointed in my
daughter-she is so changed, Helen.
She used to be bright and lively; her
laugh was free and unrestrained She
was the pleasantest, sweetest girl you
can imagine-even her pride, her
petulance, her odd caprices, had a
charm of their own-she had a quick
word for every one; now her pride, her
vivacity, her girlishness, all seem to
have died together. l cannot imagine
what has changed her."
do you think" asked Helen, that
she has grieved about our marriage?"
only at first When | came back
from Austria she told me that she
hoped we should be married soon, you
were so kind to her. She loves you
very much now, Helen"
yes" agreed Lady st. Norman, "she
loves me now"
ut is one of those cases." observed
her husband. where the womanhood
does not carry out the promise of
youth. No one could be more beauti-
full than Ethel. Her face is exquisite.
her figure is grace and symmetry it.
self; but her constant depression ard
melancholy render her beauty useless
to her, and l see no hope now of rous-
ing her.
Nor do l." said Helen. 81 do not
think she will ever alter"
IF she would but fall in love and
marry. as other girls do" said Lord st.
Norman, with a sigh.
Il think" returned Helen, gravely,
that she has fallen in love, but | do
not think she will ever marry"
So, even by those nearest and dea--
est to her, by those who love her best, |
Ethers case was considered hopeless.
Time passed on, and nothing broke |
the monotonous calm. The beautiful |
Miss ST. Norman was looked upon as |
some one different from the rest of the !
world. Some said she was melan.
holy, others said she was religious. |
others that she was peculiar: but one |
guessed the truth, that she was one OF |
The most unhappy woman that ever
lived.