Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1901-03-07

name made for him,"
why, you must be "a Chartist or
a Radical What could Randolph
have been thinking Off" cried the
dowager, raising her hands in horror.
IF your ladyship wishes for any
more information with regard to the
marriage" said Violet, proudly, Il
refer you to your SON."
She walked away and entered the
conservatory with all the dignity and
majesty of an insulted queen, leaving
the elder woman petrified with as
constituent. Never had any person so
addressed her in the whole course of
Ter life. She remained standing for
some minutes with the photograph in
her hand; then, recollecting herself,
she crossed the room to Lady Lester.
My dear Marguerite" she said,
do open your eyes. | think shah go
mad; the affair is ten thousand times
worse than feared"
rs it? Why, mamma? was hop
ing you would find it better"
My dear, the girl is perfectly horri-
Bile. | shall decline to remain here
with her. Randolph must have lost
his senses. She is Chartist. or some.
thing Of that kind"
THAT will not matter, mamma. No
one will trouble about her opinions
while she has that beautiful face"
She was positively rude to me.
Observation-Disclosures to met No
one has ever spoken to me in such a
fashion; and she says,--listen, my
dear.-she says that, if she had
known Randolph was Lord RIVERS,
she would not have married him. Do
you believe it?"
She looks truthful said the Coun-
tess of Lester; "and Randolph has al
ways had strange notions. 1t may be
ture; but mamma, would not, if I
were you, come to open warfare with
her. 1t will not be wise"
She win not be easily crushed"
replied Lady Ryvers,-"I can see
that"
Not one word more was exchanged
that evening between Lord RIVERS
mother and his wife. Violet's heart
was heavy with Indignation, hot with
anger. She said to herself, over and
over again, that she could not bear it,
that she would not bear it,
She said nothing that evening to her
husband. He looked so bright and
happy, she would not trouble him: but
in her heart she hated it all,-the
luxury. the megmficence, the gran
deur, the ceremony,-hated it all, and
longed even for her old home at st.
Byno's.
There was no one to whisper a
warning that, unless she were care
full, in learning to hate her husbands
surroundings she might learn to dis
like him.
CHAPTER xxxiII.
Mother" said Lord RIVERS, do you
like my wife? should be pleased to
know what you think of her. She
is very beautiful and graceful. All,
her PROJECTIONS will be doubly dear to
me If you admire Them
1t was the morning after their ar
rival. The dowager Lazy RIVERS had
excused herself from attending the
breakfast-tabie under the plea of a
headache; but her son, hearing that
she was not writing letters in her
boudoir had gone to see her. He was
anxiosuly awaiting his mothers YER
dict.
He had been delighted with Monica.
who gave her unqualified approval.
ana who. with rapturous flash from
her eyes and warm kiss, had cried
out:
L love her, Randolph; she is so
beautiful | shall love her. and fight
all her battles for her."
i hope there will be no battles to
fight" he answered.
There will, and plenty, too" she
said.
Those words had made the young
lord anxious, and he had gone to see
his mother She looked very stately
and very handsome that morning.
She wore tight-fltting dress of some
black material, with rich -ruffles of
point-lace at the wrist and the throat,
her white hands shone with Jewels:
the point-lace on her hair was fasten-
ed with golden arrow. She looked
up with a doubtful smile when her son
entered. She did not return his
hearty embrace. Then he went to the
fireplace. and stood watching her
with anxious eyes.
Tell me, mother" he said. "what
you think of my wife. Every word
you utter in praise of her will he
sweetest music to my ears"
Then Lady RIVERS laid down the
pretty pen with which she had been
busy, and, pushing aside her writing.
desk, went to her son and stood bv
his side. She laid her hand on his
shoulder, with gesture that with her
meant caress.
My dear Randolph" she answered
slowly, Il do not like your wife at all.
am sorry to pain you. After the en-
tire devotion OF my life to you. hoped
That you would bring me a daughter
in-law somewhat to my taste and one
whom could love. II is not So"
She never forgot the little cry OF
pain that came from his lips, nor the
haggard expression that seemed in
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