Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-09-20
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"In the moonlight that fall makes
beautiful picture, and often come here
to look at it. | sometimes think it
was through just such wood as this
that poorfQueen Guineyere rode with
the handsome knight by her side; but
my aunt says that all fancies are
ridiculous, and that we ought to think
only of what is real"
This world is beautiful enough he
said; but l almost think the world of
fancy is more beautiful STILL"
Violet gave q quick, glad smile. II
was so delightful to have some taste in
common.
By this time Randolph, Lord RIVERS,
had completely lost his heart. He
thought that this was the most nat
ural, beautiful, graceful girl he had
ever seen, and that she completely out
shone all the great ladies Of his &C
quaintance. His heart beat fast as he
looked at her.
But there was no thought of love In
Violet Beaton's mind or heart. She
had an idea that she was not acting in
the most prudent manner possible
though it was delightful to talk to
some one who was young like herself.
Presently change came over her
exquisite faee-a shadow fell upon 1t.
II understand" she said what 1t is
to lead life OF repression. have
little time to myself; and everything
like best | have to deny myself In
our house everything goes on like
machinery; we do the same thing
every day at the same time / do not
remember the least variety or any
brake in the monotony for years"
"And you have never been from St
Byno's in your lfe?" he repeated.
1t seemed to him a most extrarodn-
airy thing to have lived always in &c
same place.
my mind and heart and brain
travel" she said. There will come q
change into my life some day | have
often thought about the time when
shall go out into The great world" and
the beautiful eyes looked as though
they fain would pierce the mists which
obscured the future.
Lord RIVERS was at loss what t.
say to her; yet he was afraid to re-
main silent, lest she would declare thai
IL was time to go.
"Did they call you Violet" because
of the color of your eyes2" he asked.
NO" she laughed; my mother gave
mo the name because she was par.
tieularly found of violets. Ali my OF.
lenses, in my aunt's eyes. are summed
APP in that name. Violet"
do you know the poem of the
Queens Marys'?" asked Lord RIVERS
Your name reminds me of 1t. 1t be,
gins
There was Mary Beaton, and Mary
Seaton,
And Mary Carmichael, and me-
Are you descended from those same
Beatons?"
81 should think not; should hope
not" she replied.
Hope not! Why" he asked.
She looked round at him with i'm
patient scorn, her face flushed, her eyes
shining
II have strong likes and dislikes."
she replied; but II there Is one thing
! dislike more than another 1t is what
you call--you people who live in the
outer world, mean-the aristocracy."
He shrunk bach as though she had
struck him.
What an extraordinary thing!" he
said. why should you hate them?
What have the aristocracy done to
you?"
Nothing to me-" she answered.
"But during the winter nights. while
Aunt Alice and sit sewing, she tells
me stories of the aristocracy Aunt
Alice has seen great deal of life, and
she retails her experience for my
benefit"
II think the-the aristocracy quite
as good as their neighbors." he said.
THAT is because you do not know
them" she remarked triumphantly.
"You have lived your life amongst the
beauties Of art and nature What
should you know of the follies, the
sins, the idle. useless. frivolous lives OIL
aristocrats?"
''Why, | belong 20 them!" he was
about TO say when he suddenly remem-
bered that it would be very bad policy
on his part to tell her that he was an
arlstocrat, seeing that she had openly
proclaimed her dislike of them. So he
answered quietly. IF you will teach
me, viii dislike them also"
Dislike comes by instinct. not by
training or teaching" she remarked;
and then she added. hurriedly, Il must
go" and Lord RIVERS felt all at once a
new and strange feeling OF desolation.
81 must go" repeated Violet Beaton
This is just the time that Aunt Alice
takes a solemn promenade roaRd the
fower-garden. l carry the basket
whilst she cuts the dead leaves from
their stalks and otherwise does little
amateur gardening"
You VIII let me see you again,
Lord RIVERS urged; you will mott
refuse?"
Il pass by here 9sten," she answered.
"and | shah be glad to see bow your
pictures progresses II were in YOUR
place should devote the morning tol
eating that ,,rehf,n ,.f,t,t