Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-11-29

STOUT, cOmely person. she, in her
turn, looked at Violets exquisite face
AID figure; then suddenly she rose,
ard went to where she was standing.
She made very condescending bow
and looked into the lustrous eyes.
I'VE must dispense with introduc-
TONS" she said, with a broad smile,
as there is no one to perform that
ceremony for us. 1t seems such pity
to sit and watch this beautiful scene
without speaking"
Violet male bow that would have
befitted queen.
You are very kind" she said.
And Mrs. Carstone looked up in won
der, both at the loveliness OF the face
and the sweetness of the voice.
Il am Mrs. Carstone," she said. 81
am staying here with my husband and
son. We came to ST. Philipo to pur-
chase antiquities"
"And l." said Violet, IAN staying
here with my husband, Mr.. Randolph,
who came in search of the pictur-
esque"
A shadow OF disappointment passed
over the comedy face OF the elderly
lady; She had thought this girl, who
looked like . young empress, would
have proved to be somebody % con
sequence.
An artist, SUPPOSE she said, Ian
guidly.
Yes" replied Violet, proudly; my
husband is an artist"
There was light on her face and in
her eyes. Mrs. Carstone saw that the
young girl had profound respect for
the profession of her husband.
Shall we go to the end of the bal
cony Mrs. Randolph" she said. 1--WE
shall see better there" Then, as they
paused by the side of the young man,
who was still stacding there, she
added my son Oscar" by way of in
PRODUCTION.
So the three sat down together at
the end OF the balcony, the young man
bot~~ already hopelessly in love with
Violets exquisite face.
"A beautiful sce1e," he said, at
length; there is nothing approaching
it to be found in England"
"Oh Oscar, do not say that, There
Is no place like home" Mrs. Carstone
had an occasional difficulty with her
his; being as a rule she was fairly
suu. There is no place like
home, Mrs. Randolph; and these fire.
works, to my mind, will not compare
with those so frequently seen at the
Crystal Palace"
"Oh, mother" cried the son, with
sigh, who would mention st. Philipo
and the Crystal Palace in the same mo-
ment?"
My son is so sentimental" said the
comely lady. Give me comfort first
let all else give place to that. Do
you not think that a very good doc
trine, Mrs. Randolph
Il like comfort" said Violet; "but
thcre are many things l prefer to it."
Tho quick gray eyes turned upon
her.
mo one could look at you, Mrs
Randolph, and believe that the doc
trine OF comfort is yours"
What should you imagine my favor
lite doctrine to be?" asked Violet.
Daring romance" he replied, after
looking at her for a few moments.
How she laughed How she enjoyed
it! He could not quite understand her
laughter, though he rejoiced in it and
thought he had caused it by his own
wit.
You are sentimental" she said at
last an all my life have known no
romance"
But as she said the words there came
to her recollection of the hour in
which she had stood before her eager
young lover with the scarlet gerani-
ums glowing on her breast. If that
were not romance, it should have been.
Her heart smote her and her face
flushed. There was certainly every
thing conducive to romance in the cir
Of her marriage.
Sentiment is one thing and sense
another" said Mrs. Carstone: at which
obvious platitude Violet laughed again.
Oscar Carstone turned to her.
do you remember Moore's fine old
ballad;
Common sense and genius
One night went out on a rambler"
eyes remember IL. like II very
much" she replied.
Give me common sense," said Mrs.
Carstone.
GIVE me geuius," cried her son;
while Violet laughingly added:
Give me proper and judicious
mixture of both"
Andthe three deliverances were quite
characteristic OF the three people
To be continued.
Stubborn Rhode Island Settlers.
The Rhode Island settlers, stubborn
in this as in other things, never took