Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1901-03-21

| li4C uCtpy hoif. WdtSif Wy tiC tOOi,
messy stones, in the shade of the tall
cliff, we met our fate. When he
spoke to me, my heart went out to
him; and oh, Violet, Violet, it has
never come back to me. When
looked at him. new light came over
the earth and sky. sudden sense of
gladness and beauty thrilled my whole
being; all at once | seemed to know
and understand hundred things that
had been mysteries to me before.
Violet, did you feel this when you saw
my brother first?'
/ mo, | did not thought more of
his picture than did of himself, as
far as I can remember"
'"Then most certainly you were not
in love-" said Monica. Il have always
told you so. You married Randolph
because he was the first man who
made love to you, or who asked you to
marry him."
do you think SOP" questioned
Violet, gravely.
81, am sure of it, You had better
| try to fall in love with your husband;
you certainly did not with your lover
The world was never the same to me
| from that moment; it will never be
the same again. That is falling in
love, 1.-The world, your own life, every
thing changes; you could not get back
to your own old self If you tried"
Then | have never been in love-
at least, not in your fashion," Violet
said, thoughtfully.
II cannot tell YOU" continued
Monica, how long we talked. IL I
had been a young queen instead of a
schoolgirl, he could not have treated
me with greater respect. He walked
| half the way home with me. 1t was
such sweet, mad folly, Vioiet-so
sweet while the spring-tide lasted.
Do you know that the odor of the
hawthorn turns me faint? Even now
it brings back those happy days very
forcibly to me. 1t was such a spring
as comes only once in life. 1t lasted
from the second day of May. when l
first saw him, until the middle of
June, when my mother and sister
came home. We met sometimes in
the park oown by the ruins; we used
to sit by the old arched windows
where the great clusters of blue-bells
grew. | know it was wrong. l know
that, having met him once by accident,
ought never to have met him again.
know that deceived my mother, my
governess, and everyone else: but |
have suffered. Oh, Violet, have paid
n terrible price for my folly. have
to live and pretend to be happy while
my heart is breaking. | do not re-
member that we actually made any
appointments; it seemed to be an un-
derstood thing that we should see
each other every day. Every day my
handsome young soldier rode over
from Queenstown, and at last-at last
he told me he loved me, and asked me
|, If would De his wife,
IL can now see the whole scene.
We were standing in clover-meadow
. under the great spreading boughs of
: some lime-trees. | see the slanting
sunlight on the grass: the pink may
u ON the hedges | see the little white
lambs at play; | hear the sweet sing
ing of the birds above our heads. |
I never look at the lime boughs or the
G clover now.
He asked me to be his wife and |
II said Yes gladly. willingly. Yes; /
), do not be shocked, Violet flung my
y arms round his neck, and laid my head
s on his breast; every beat of my
t heart was his.
= I'VE were so happy-oh, Violet, so
= happy! We quite forgot that I was
y the daughter of rich. fashionable
lady, and that he was a poor soldier
It with little but his regimental paw.
We forgot that there could be poverty
II privation, opposition; we remembered
> only love.
Before that month of May was
. over. our hearts were so knitted to
y gether, our two souls had grown SO
y completely one, that death could not
p part us; yet we shall never be mar.
u ried. | never thought of opposition
: the golden glamour of love lay all
: around us. The only evil we an.
. ticipated was that we should be com.
L. PEELED TO wait until was older.
My love. she's but lassie vet
Paul delighted in singing. Your
mother viii be sure to say that we
$ must wait he said to me often. I
e will not write To her while she is in
London; | will wait until she comes
{ home. | can speak better than | can
[ write
And Violet, will you believe that.
u although | knew mamma. hers idea
J. and peculiarities, | never dreamed OF
g her refusal?
Then came a letter from mamma
to me, in which she told me the great
news that the Earl of Lester had pro
, posed TO my beautiful sister Mar.
guerlte. remember every word of
my mothers letter.
The match. though a magnificent
one. is no more than | expected with
! Marguerite's serene grace and beauty.
And now few words for yourself.
Monica. Hasten on with your lessons,
pay especial attention to department
and manners, for next season | shall
I Fals a. II