Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1900-02-18
YOUNG MRS. M0NETTE;;
OR,
DIANA OF THE TOWER.
"without Blemsh,"
Copyright 1890, BY nettc H. walworth.

uciifcIci, luy uSdI young MIS-. MOn-
cite, we adore each other"
Where is she?"
"At the Savoy. We sail for Eu-
rope tomorrow. am going to see
my beloved Picardy once more. Gavin
grat-u-late me, dear Miss Fielding"
Mildred mentally pronounced her a
selfish little monkey" but neverthe-
less she congratulated her very sweetly
and then asked why didn't Mrs.
Monette come with your"
Nine. LIE Due spread her plump little
hands outward. who can say? She
has will of her own, that young Mrs.
Monette. / said to her: you will go
with me to see your friends, the Field
ings?' She said: No; they are not my
friends, the Fieldings. Chance threw
them in my way once; that is ALL =
A cloud of disappointment swept over
Mildred's face. She had come to be
genuinely focd of the little Colorado
widow, and this naughty reputation Of
her claims wounded her sorely. The
pain was independent of her secretly
cherished hopes involving Ledyard.
Il thought we were better friends
than that" she said, fretfully.
"Ah, but la gaucherie. 1t gets in the
way of the nouveaux richie. They be-
lieve that no one cares for them as in
dividuals. They have not confidence in
themselves. Is not that it?'
But I care for her-I do care for
her."
"And she-she adores you. She
thinks her dear Miss Fielding is but
little lower than the angels. Your old
room-she has made of it a shrine. No
one, not even I, ever sees the inside of
that rooE."
Poor lonely little woman"
"You pity her! Waltz" Nine. LIE
Due chuckled meaniEgiy. She was not
without her keen appreciation of the
social possibilities of young Mrs. Mon
cite. When she had first taken her In
hand, as she considered it. she had ex-
pected to do little more than give q
fair guild pro quo. Services rendered
in exchange for salary as companion
to rich woman! She had gene to
Colorado with alacrity. The climate
worked miracles Of rejuvenescence, but
she had head, and Nine. LIE Due pass
ionately desired not to grow old
Months of daily intercourse with her
young patroness had, however, intro
duced new and ncbler elements into
consideration. The little Frechwom-
ans pride of creation had been ARGUS
ed. Good material had been put into
her hands, and she set herself def
mite task. She was an artistic to the
core. To herself she had said:
Il will make of her sensation.
Yes, even in critical New York. Men
and women shall find it hard to pick
flaws in my work"
She recognized the value of the ma
terial with which she was to work.
Mrs. Monette"s beauty, her natural
mental equipment, her wealth, GER
tain shy reserve, which was the newt
able outcome of her sad youth, all lent
themselves graciously to the oonsum-
mate little workwoman's plan. She
would manufacture a lady.
1t was. however no part of her plan
that New York city should have an
opportunity to criticise her work in a
half-finished state. 1t was in France,
in her own beloved Paris, that the
work of Transforming her Colorado
beetle" into brilliant butterfly of
fashion was to go on, quietly, secure
ly, until the selected moment had ar
rived. The climax should be vivid
1t was a part of madam's own
scheming to which M. Monette's shy
ness had yielded ready consent, that
she should not visit the Fieldings.
wait until when?" said Milly, i'm
patiently.
Until we come back from Europe"