Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1901-12-19
Short STORY
Of the DAY
THE HEIREss OF NoRTHWoop.

'Jemima Anne Hayward! Great
Caesar! What a name!"
Nov, Frank, l will have none of
your confounded nonsense. | suppose
you want your wife to be Daisy, or a
Primrose, or Lily-a pretty wax doll,
with flaXen curls and blue eyes, like
the heroine of penny novelette," And
Col. Beresford smiled sarcastically as
his eyes rested on the handsome face
of his son.
you are very much mistaken,
father" replied the young man, as he
turned from the window from which
on the fair scene which even winter
could not succeed in robbing of it's
charm. II assure you | have no such
ideal as you describe. But don't you
admit that it is most unreasonable
to have my future wife chosen for me
without either consulting my wishes
or those of the lady herself? You
know we have never even seen each
| other
| "Fiddlesticks!" growled the colonel
that's all sentimental rubbish. Re-
member that Oakfield Park is heavily
mortgaged and we shall be beggars if
you throw away the chance of this
brilliant marriage for the sake of
your ridiculous sentiment. Why,
there are hundreds of fellows in your
position who would envy you the
prospect of marrying the heiress of
Northwood manor"
Besides" he added, in a more con-
ciliating tone, you will have plenty
of opportunity of seeing her. Lady
Westborough, her chaperone, has in
vited you to spend some time at North
wood for the purpose of making the
young lady's acquaintance. Her com
ing of age will be celebrated in about
a month, and your engagement will
have to be announced at the ball
which will be given on that occasion.
Before Sir Philips death he made all
these arrangements, although his
daughter was then only six or seven
years old. The poor fellow had once
been under great obligation to me,
and he thought this was the best
method of repaying it,"
Il wish he had chosen some other
way of showing his gratitude. How
ever, have no objection to becoming
acquainted with the heiress, but no
power on earth will compel me to mar
ry her!" and loud bang of the library
door prevented all further remon-
STRANGE fom the colonel.
Three weeks later.
The soft strains of the intermezzo
to "Cavilleria Rusticana" we're re-
sounding through the richly furnished
drawing-Toom of Northwood Manor,
and as the last chord OF Mascagni's
beautiful composition subsidized the
musician rose from her seat and was
about to leave the room.
play that again, Miss Granville.
Please do" pleaded young man, lay
ing aside the Look In which he had
tried in vain to feel interested, and
advancing toward the piano.
That seems TO be a particular
favorite of yours, Mr.. Bgresford, but
I'm afraid cannot wait to play it over
again-Lady Westborough will be
wondering what has become Of me.
You must remember" she said, as she
turned to collect some scattered pieces
Of music, you must remember that
am a dependent in this house / am
only Miss Haywards companion. Con
sequently, cannot afford to spend all
my spare moments at the piano, how.
ever much should like it,"
II can't bear to hear you talk in
that way" he exclaimed passionately.
20, I'm not making any com
plant" she replied quickly. pretend
ing not to notice the unmistakable
tenderness in his tone. Il am treated
very well--almost like one OF the
family. and am quite content But,
indeed, | must go now and look after
Miss Hayward. She is laid up with
bad headache, and"
"Oh. bother Miss Hayward" he NUT
tered impatiently. why are you al.
ways reminding me Of her existence"
You ought not to speak so dis