Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1901-03-28

stand.
So gradually a shadow fell be-
tween herself and her husband, q cold
ness that was far more fatal than a
lovers quarrel
CHAPTER xxxv.
In every little fracas. that took
place between Violet and the dowager
Lady RIVERS, Randolph tried to make
peace. His mother was hurt, think
ing he ought to take her side; his
wife was angry, feeling quite sure
that he ought to fight her battles; he
himself felt hurt because Violet. for
his sake. would not yield more. So
the shadow deepened, the coldness IN.
creased. Not that Randolph loved
his wife less-if possible, he loved her
more-but he felt grieved because
she did not try to conciliate those
around her and to accommodate her.
self to her new circumstances
On the other hand, Violet had al
Randolph had deceived her. No mat.
ter what his object or what his ex-
cuse, he had deceived her, and there
was no possibility Of forgetting It, In
those days she never looked very
deeply into her own heart, she never
asked herself If she had loved the
young artist better than she loved the
young lord; she made no effort to
control the thoughts that were against
him. She disliked her present mode
Of life and her surroundings. Where
other girls would have been complete
ly happy, she, owing to her peculiar
training, was wretched She longed
for the old occupations; she did not
enjoy the life OF fine lady at all; she
did not care for luxuries; she dis
liked the army Of servants, disliked
not being able to wait on herself-she
could hardly raise her hand to do any
thing without some obsequious atten-
ant Immediately forestalling her!
She longed to run about freely, to be
useful; she resented the inactivity
that brought with 1t no pleasure or
enjoyment. While travelling, she had
not felt this so much, but, once at
home, the change from old habits was
but too perceptible. Above all, she
felt the loss Of the grand old garden
Certainly, at Ryversdale there were
acres Of land, Conservatives, fern
cries, forcing houses. gardens laid
out in the most elaborate
Italian style, flowers of the richest
and rarest, fruit of the most delicate
and richest kind; but there was
nothing that could personally interest
her. There were any number Of
gardeners, under the skillful head
gardener, a Scotchman, who looked
upon every leaf and blossom as
sacred, and strongly objected to any
one else touching them. Violet never
felt at liberty to ramble through the
well-kept gardens and gather fruit and
flowers: she longed for the quaint,
old.fashioned garden at home. where
she had done as she liked.
II should be much happier, Monica"
she said. 'if had piece of ground
that was quite my own, where the
gardeners would never interfere"
And Monica answered quickly that
no time should be lost In gratifying
her wish.
That very morning Monica sought
her mother She was with Randolph,
looking over some accounts, when her
daughter entered. In her desire to
crafty her sister-in-law, Monica for
got that she might run the risk of
vexing her mother. who was always
wretcbed when any one was especial
ly civil to Violet.
Mamma" said Monica. 81 am
afraid Violet Is very dull"
That is Randolphs business. no.
mine. | should never undertake to
amuse a person who is unwilling to
be amused"
ooh, mamma, Violet Is as bright as
the day." cried Enthusiastically l
mean! But this morning she seems
dull; she misses many things that she
had at her own home"
The dowager's answer was a scorn-
full laugh, which brought hot flush
to the young husbands face and an
angry light to his eyes He con-
trolled himself. however, for he never
cared to be anything but respectful to
his mother.
"Of course" hastily added Monica,
ut will be quite different when Violet
goes into society. can well imagine
that just at present she docs feel duh
and lonely. Randolph has been busily
talking to her, and she has told me of
that she would like very
much"
Lady RIVERS went on writing as
though she had not heard; but Ran
dolph looked up quickly.
what is it," he asked. Tell me.
Monica"
"She misses the garden at her old
home; It seems that that was her
chief delight
Lord RIVERS remembered 1t 40 well
that his face flushed, II had been 4