Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1901-05-16
Continued.

the sun with longing too great for
words. How many hundred years
back was it since she did so, and
what was Philippa of Hainault like?
Had her heart burned, like the hearts
of other women, with love? Had 1t
been torn, like the hearts OF other wo-
men, with jealousy?
ooh, dead queen" asked Violet,
did you suffer as l have suffered?"
But the white moonlight lay where
Philippa OF Hainault had walked, and
the trees told no secrets.
What was her husband doing on
this moonlit night? Then, looking at
the hand which bore no wedding-ring,
she said to herself that she had no
husband, yet fell asleep to dream OF
her artist-lover as she had seen him
first in the woods Of st. Byno's.
CHAPTER Xiv.
Three weeks had passed since
Violet came to Queens Elm. The
stately spirit of the place seemed in
some measure to have entered into
her. There was dignified precision
about everything which was new to
her. All was SO old to her; there was
sacrilege in the thought of everything
modern. The servants were old, and
had grown grey in the service of the
family; they were servants OF the old
fashioned type, full Of respect and
reverence for their superiors. proud
enough Of the state Of life to which
they had been called, proud Of being
good servants and serving good peo-
pie; there was no absurd aping OF
their betters. but a quiet reliance on
themselves and their own claims to
consideration.
Everything was so old. with such
an out-of-th.-world glamour, that
Violet's youth and Violet's beauty
seemed almost out Of place. Never
worshiped by the whole household.
Thay told her that her face was like
sunshine; and they waited upon her
as thought she had been queen.
Thank Heaven" said the mistress
Of Queens Elm to her one day. that
you arc q iouy, my uOoi'
Violet started at the words, much
as though she had received blow in
the face. Mrs. Ingram went on:
mo one knows what it is to live on
intimate terms with a person who is
not lady. l have suffered much
from it. OF course, all those who
have been with me have had a certain
amount Of polish but in many cases
1t has been like the veneer on COM
mon wood"
81 am not lady by BIRTH" STAN
mered Violet. my father was only a
poor doctor, my aunt, who brought
me up, had very little to live upon;
she was only governess."
Pardon me-" said the old lady,
with a smile, you are lady; you have
refined thoughts, your ideas are all
beautiful, dainty, and fanciful; you
have principle, you have courage;
you can enter into the thoughts, the
sensitive 10 the very tip Of your
pretty fingers, my dear; you never
jar upon one in any fashion. say
that you are lady"
Now why" thought Violet, Should
she judge me so differently from
Lady RIVERS, who called me vulgar
ard ill-bred?"
Il have an idea" said Mrs. Ingram,
impressively, that. after all. the
truest aristocracy is that OF nature.
The world has divided men into
different classes; but nature has done
the same thing. and in far more
startling manner Men are not equal
In fortune; they are still more un-
equal in gifts of body and mind. To
my thinking the noble by nature sur
pass the noble by birth; the two com
bined should produce perfection. |
repeat that l thank Heaven that You
are a lady. that your ideas are ali
beautiful, dainty, and refined. Few
can understand how constant associa-
ton with coarse minded or unre-
fined person tortures one"
Then Violet began to understand
many things. and to see that there
was as much difference between
nature ike MIS- ing ain duu iiidl vi
Lady RIVERS. as there was between
cotton and silk. Lady RIVERS was by
birth lady; Mrs Ingram was a lady
both by birth and nature.
"You remind me-" said Mrs. Ingram,
"of gentleman who said that he
thought the cawing OF rock was
musical sound One of his hearers
scornfully asked why. He replied
that the whole music OF nature in
Guiding the song OF birds. the ripple
OF streams, the murmur of the wind,
formed one magnificent harmony
which could not be judged by single
note, any more than the beauty OF an
air could be judge by the playing Of
one note In II. so that the cawing Of
a rock. which was not music, perhaps.
in itself. formed part Of the grand
harmony or creation In like manner,
TO form perfect world. there must
be in IL people OF all kinds. all
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