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in France. longest in Italy. They had
been up the Rhine, they had explored
quiet German towns, they had visited
Switzerland, they had loitered in
Florence and Milan Rome and Venice;
but Angela Rooden found the sweetest
and the greatest beauty in her quiet
English home.
The governess, Miss Aveland. had
accompanied the pupil through all her
travels, the result of which was that
Angela's education had not been neg
lected for single day; and on her re-
turn to Rood Abbey she was able o
speak French and German with f1uency.
For over four years mother and
daughter led this pleasant wandering
existence, and then Lady Rooden be-
gan to feel longing for home. The
first bitterness of her grief had begun
10 ahate, ana she told herself that she
had mourned her husband well and sin
GerelY.
He had been most devoted, and his
loss was an irreparable one to her;
but she was still young and beautiful,
social life returned. and her keen
sense of enjoyment, all her desire for
pleasure and gayety. True, she
would miss the kindly husband who
had made her days so bright, her home
so happy, who had surrounded her
with such loving care and tenderness &;
but life had innumerable sources of
interest left for her yet.
When Lady Rooden first spoke %
her daughter of returning home, the
girls face beamed with delight, and
then suddenly grew sad.
Il am glad. mamma" she said
glad, yet sorry We shall seem
nearer to papa; but it will almost
break my heart to see Rooden Abbey
without him"
-Four, years had in a great measure
healed the wound that the death of her
heart; they had given her time to for
get him, they had shown her how It
was possible to live without him; but
5h0se same four years had brought
Angela Rooden to look upon her father
as a hero and saint. The most rev.
erential affection filled her heart and
soul In the ranks of the living there
was no one like her father; and she
worshfped his memory with growing
and strengthening ardor. During these
years of travel she had never lost an
mdefinable sense of his near presence,
she had never forgotten her mothers
words, that she was to think of him
always as watching her from the blue
skies. And now she was going back
to the home she had left in such pas
sion of sorrow and dispair few years
eefore-returning with her mother to
Begin new life
While Miss Aveland had lived with
ahem, Angela had, of course, spent the
greater part of her time with her n
perfecting her education Lady Rooden
was somewhat of a Sybarite; she
delighted in easy touches and French
novels. Her daughter, although living
Gnder the same roof with her, and
never having been parted with her for
day, did not understand her mothers
net her casually. Naturally enough,
she idealized it. In her loving eyes,
what others considered faults she rec
Ognfzed only as virtues.
When Lady Rooden and Angela re-
turned to Rood Abbey, Miss Aveland
left them. The old home was more
beautiful than ever in the eyes of the
young girl who had spent such a happy
childhood there; the loneliness of the
3awning spring added to it's attrac-
lions and Angela was loath to leave It
even for all the promised glories in
London. She had reached her seven
teenth year now and Lady Rooden
was anxious that she should be pre-
sented at the first Drawing-room held
IN May.
So in May they went to town; and
Angefa's presentation was success.
and sOcfet welcomed mother and
daughter with open arms. Before
many days had passed they were mum
dated with invitations and courted by
al the leaders of London society. The
world found Lady OGDEN more beauti-
TuI and charming than ever, and It
found her daughter even more beauti-
fRl than herself
What a curious life it is, mammal
Angela remarked one morning. when
they were dressing to attend a fashion
able wedding. 1t always seems to me
so unreal"
I'm what way, Angel? It is real
enough to me-"
'Tt gives me the impression of al
ways being at theater, or on a stage"
she replied. 1--WE go from one thing TO
dI9iher-riding, driving, visiting; we
go To dinners, balls, gatherings; moth
ing occupies us for long together and
every hour brings change. I should
not like the rush Of a London season
always, mamma"
al should" confessed Lady Rooden,
and the girl looked up in undisguised
wonder at her mother.