Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-12-06
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Art ennobles all its followers" he
replied loftily.
Then you must have two kinds OF
gentlemen" she said.
Violet said her husband, gently,
come and kiss me. Your lips are so
sweet and dimples SO charming that
it is waste Of time for you to use
them in argument. Kiss me, and do
not let us argue again"
She did as he desired, and then
laughed.
That is complete confession of de-
feat" she said; nothing could be
more complete. But we will not ar
que; we shall never agree on that
point, Frankly, Randolph, am
hundred times prouder because you
can paint beautiful pictures than I
should be If you were nobleman."
Il quite believe it, Violet" he said,
meekly, with little wonder as to how
II would end, and what terrible thing
she would do when she knew the truth.
For some few days they did not ar
que again, and during that time Violet
had grown very intimate with the Car
stones. On this evening they met on
the terrace, and Lord RIVERS with diff
ficulty concealed his distaste for their
society.
That young artist seems to give
himself great airs" said Oscar Car
stone his mother.
Such people always do" replied the
rood lady, who rejoiced in platitudes.
80 "ew aG much Of artists as she
did of Arabs.
Il cannot think" said Oscar. ''bow
% n"rs"oded the beautiful girl to mar
ry him"
MY dear, she is nobody" said Mrs.
Carstone, in tone Of remonstrance.
She might be somebody" replied
the son. "If she were In London, she
would soon be somebody The profess
sional beauties would all be outshone
did not see face in London like
hers"
She is a beautiful girl" allowed
Mrs. Carstone.
Oscar looked very thoughtful.
Mother" he said. cultivate her: we
have plenty of money, but no stand
Ing. Now. If we went TO town, and
could Introduce a beautiful woman
like Mrs. Randolph, we should become
popular with her."
do not know whether she would
let me introduce her." returned Mrs
Garsbone; although she is only an art
lists wife she is very proud"
She would like is well enough" de-
clared Oscar Il am a good reader of
character, and l understand her. AL
though her husband. with his foolish
notions about art. keeps her secluded
she loves the world and would enjoy
It. II Is true the husband would be
drawback. His manner Is not to be
compared with hers. In fact. | do not
consider him well bred-he is too
brusque."
He is very high and mighty" said
Mrs. Carstone. Il was talking to him
yesterday, and saying how pleased
your father would be to give him n
commission for painting some good
pictures for the gallery at Ingleshaw,
and | was frightened. He looked at
me savagely, as though he would bite
me-"
Il do not like him; but | like his
wife, said Oscar; and. il you want
attract London society, mother, ask
her 20 visit you in town next year.
She is no languid beauty, either. How
bright and animated she is, saw my
father laugh this morning as he sell
dam laughs while she was talking to
him"
So it happened that. after this bril-.
liant suggestion of Oscars that Mrs
Randolph should by her beautiful face
open the gates of society to the family
Mrs. Carstone sought her more assiiu-
ously than ever, Seeing the young
husband and wife on the terrace. she
with her son and husband. joined them.
1t was then. with thumb in each
arm-hole of his waistcoat. and his
chest well spread out. that Mr.. Car.
stone said; Il am a self-made man"
1t was then that yiloet looked up with
enthusiastic face and admiring eyes;
II was then for the first time. that the
adoring young husband felt really an
CRY with her. and realized that his
wife's feelings were more in unison
with those of the Carstones than with
his own.
II am not going TO say anything
against the aristocracy and nobility of
this land" continued the retired corn
factor. I'm my humble opinion many
" them are merely OLD women. and
most Of them are no better than they
should be. But. If you want to know
he class of men that make the sinews
- muscles ~ Oh England. I saw. sir.
I is the self-rlade men, and am
proud to call myself one"
Those are my very thoughts. Mr..
'arstone," cried Violet. delightedly:
Won have just put them into words"
Md she did not observe how dark was
no frown that spread over the high /
'~ed face of her husband.
you will allow every man TO form |