The Bemidji pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Beltrami County, Minn.) 1896-1917, 1901-10-03

W {3ASsl H. ETY., to tell her all
afSAy,4 IL that he had heard
in her praise, and
49, how his most san
A - guine dreams were
being realized. AS the father Of Lady
Caraven, people thought 1t worth their
while to conciliate him. He was in
wited TO houses which before this mar
Gfage he had never hoped to enter; lie
had been made welcome in the drawing
rooms or Belgravia and Mayfair. What
YVES even better, his practice was in
Creasing. Arley Ransome was hap
ny man.
He was shown into the library, where
the young countess sat alone, royalty
Beautiful, In close fitting dress Of
BLACK velvet velvet that fell in rich
folds and swept the ground around
her. The charming head and face.
were set off by the dark drapery; she
sleid q book in her hands, but she had
not read one word 1t contained. She
looked UP when her father entered and
he was struck by the despondency Of
Gler young face, the WEAKNESS Of the
dark eyes, the dropping attitude. He
went up to her, and, as usual, COM
DIimented her. She was looking SO
well. so beautiful he must say and
what a success she had achieved.
No smile answered-the WEAKNESS
and the dependency deepened. He took
a seat by her side, and told her all
shat he thought would interest her
MosE- Was she listening? He did
mot know, for she made no reply Sud-
denly, and the shock Of 1t quite star
tied him she raised her eyes to his
face.
Father. she said, do yon know
what manner Of man this Is to whom
Fou have sold me?''
my dear Mildred, hush! L Pray be
more guarded In your speech. !"
repeat, do you know what manner
of man my husband is?" I
oh, now you put the question in
better form, can answer it. You
really should not use the word sold, as
though you were q slave; we do not
sell people IN England.
Sine laughed surely the most dreary.
the saddest laugh that ever fell from
such young lips. Il
We will not dispute about q word,
Tgmpa. Answer my question do you
lE1rsow what manner Of man my hus-
brand is?'
IL know the earl Is considered a
very handsome, fascinating man by all
who are acquainted with him., he re-
piled. .5
Handsome" she repeated, SORROW
sguIIy. what has that to do with i?
sDo you know that he Is utterly incor-
gigible-that he spends his days and
nights in playing and betting--that he
comes home at sunrise-that he neg
Eects every duty"
ssLittle foibles, my dear" he replied
quickly; you must not think too much
of them."
She folded her hands and they lay
1istlessly on her dress.
Little foibles, papa? II men call
chose things little foibles ] should like
to know what you consider great
sins?"
Eve will waive that, my dear--lt is
mot matter for discussion" said the
lawyer, almost wishing that he had
not called on that particular morn
Ing
But she was not to be silenced.
ibid you know what he was when
you allowed me to marry him? she
continued. tsss
ttI knew that he was Lord Caraven
and surely that was enough "a peer of
che realm, man Of ancient descent"
t'Did you know that he liked gam
Cling and betting better than anything
else i'm the world?" she asked.
Mere foibles. All MEN have their
weaknesses those are his. You must
nave patience, my dear"
did you know" she continued,
that he does not even like me, and
never did," @
Nonsense, Hildred! You have all
that you require" he said, hastily.
"And dead heart" she murmured--
y Qeau u8aTI. f'dpd, -ulu you remem-
Der that was young, and that youth
dives on lover
Nonsense he replied. 'sYou have
grown sentimental through having
aaotFfng to do, Hildred."
TT was cruel thing. this marriage
q was SO young-I might have been
spared 1t was cruel deed"
My dear Hildred,' said Arley Ran
come, growing alarmed, 81 did not de-
ceive YOU never told you that Lord
Caraven loved you He asked you to
be his wife; there was nothing said
about love"
You told me that could live with
cut it," she said, in low voice.
stT did, he assentcd. "
She struck her hands together with
passionate fervor.
81 can not, she cried Heaven
e,eIp me, I can not My heart Is emp
CT, my heart is dead, my life is vain.
You deceived me when you told me
chat. You, my father, who should
nave saved me--who should have
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