Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1901-04-11
1hOrns and Orange Blossoms.
BY THE AUTHOR OF
ROMANCE OF A YOUNG GIRL.
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this gilded splendor, she disliked al
this retinue of servants, she detested
the ways of the fine ladies about her,
freedom.
He found her in this mood. Quite
unconsciously, in her own mind, a
certain resentment was CROWN :
against her husband. 1t was he who
had brought her hither, who had
forced upon her this spiendor, luxury,
and modification.
He threw his arm around her; but
the dainty, loving face no longer
flushed and frightened for him.
There was wistful, set expression
that touched him.
81 always find yo1 thinking, Violet"
he said. Il am sure, from your eyes,
that your thoughts are not pleasant
ones"
"They are not" she confessed,
sadly.
Violet" cried Lord RIVERS, "do yoE
know that have horrible fear thai
you are not quite happy in the mids-
of these surroundings, that you are
even beginning to love me less?"
It was so exactly the truth, and she
was so little prepared for it, that for
a few moments she stood quite still,
not knowing what to say.
my darling" he continued, with a
voice full of pain, do you remember
the days when | wooed you? Do you
remember how you used to come 10
me with your eyes full of love and
your sweet hands outstretched ?"
She raised her eyes to his face;
they were full of perplexity.
you do not seem to me to be the
same man." she replied "The artist
met at st. Byno's and the lord of
this great castle have a different in
dividuality," she added, with sudden
passion in her voice.
He recoiled from the words.
They are not the same" she cried
| feel in my heart they are not; feel
as though | could appeal TO him
against you"
"Yet what wrong have done 20
your" he asked.
every wrong" she answered
You have taken me from my own
sphere of life, you have placed me in
the midst of luxury and splendor, you
have brought me where would not
have gone myself"
| "You would adorn any sphere,
Violet" he said, earnestly.
! Your mother does not think so,''
she said. "You have brought me &c a
place where shall never be at home,
you have placed me with people shall
never like. and then you ask wnat
wrong you have done me. 1t seems
to me that my young lover of st.
Byno's would have done none of these
things"
Darling, | am as much your lover
now as | was at st. Ryno's- nay,
more. Here comes Monica with her
dogs. Violet, have only time to Jay
few words more. Have patience
two or three days longer, and the
you shall never have another regret.
You shall be happy, my darling Give
me one kiss before Monica comes"
There was little warmth in the
kiss; but Monica smiled when sna
saw the salute She loved her beauti-
full, high-spirited sister-in-law. an
wished that everything was coulaur
de rose for her.
"L1homme propose. mails Dieu ats
pose" While Lord RIVERS was thirk-
ing how he could best bring The
tangled knot of his difficulties into
one strand, the cloud was dark win;
over Ryvers6ale.
The greatest events in life often
spring from slight causes, an awkward
footman brought about the chiHf
incident in the life of Violet, Lady
RIVERS.
1t was an evening in the first week
in November, and the dowager Lady
RIVERS had been considerably ruffied
during the day; nothing had gone
right with her, hundred little tribes
light as air had disturbed and annoyed
her, she was not in the most amiable
of moods. A footman, passing near
her with glass of wine on a small
silver salver stumbled. and the vino
was spilled over the dress OF purple
velvet that her ladyship wore. Tint
was the climax of her anger, and the
consequence of it fell on the un-
fortunate footman. He was too
clumsy, she declared to remain in her
service. and was accordingly dis
missed at once. One of the duties of
the footman had been to take the
letters to the dowager. On the mo n
ing after his arrival he. being new 10
his duties. made what turned out to
be terrible mistake of the dowager
Lady RIVERS. There were but two.
both addressed The Lady RIVERS.
Ryversdale Castle. Kent" Violet ia
not doubt for moment but that they
were hers. although she wondered
who her correspondents could be.
The first envelope she opened con.
tanned a circular from the famous
Madame Elise, which Violet read with
some curiosity. Then she took up the
second letter. and looked at il with
some interest. Who would be likely
to write to her? The envelope was
large. thick. and blue; there was no
crest or monogram. Although she