Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1901-07-25

| else can, reinstate her and give her q
hearty welcome to Ryversdale? Oh
mother, do this for my little sons
sakel Your heart will relent to the
mother when you see the child
There was sharp struggle in the
dowagers proud heart before she an
swered. Then she put her arms
round her sons neck, and said
Il will 60"
On the evening Of that same day
Violet sat watching the sun set over
the sea, when her husbands mother
entered the room, and, going up to
her, kissed the beautiful face.
Violet" she said, Il have come to
make friends. For baby's sake for.
give me all my unkindness; forgive
me, dear, and let us bury the past"
But it was not for ''baby's sake
that she kissed the sweet face so
often and listened so patiently whils
Violet told her story, it was not for
"baby's sake" that she grew fond Of
the girl she had prosecuted and hated
it was for her owns She made her
submission with queenly grace. She
asked Violet to return TO Ryversdale,
and let the Dast be forgotten.
Before they had been three days to-
gether, Violet took heart of grace.
LADY RIVERS" she said, Il want to
ask great favor of you; so great q
favor is it that, if you grant it. moi
only will the past be obliterated from
my mind, but shall be SO grateful foi
it that the whole devotion of my life
will never repay you"
"I should hardly have thought that
it was in my power to grant you a
favor" replied the dowager. what
is it, Violet?"
LET Monica marry Paul Caerlyon, I"
she asked boldly.
The dowager looked as though the
sky had fallen at her feet. Then
Violet told Monica's love story. She
shed many tears over it, and at last
slowly, reluctantly, but in the end
graciously, the dowager yielded; and
Monica's joy was as great as her
sorrow had been.
Paul was invited to Ryversdale; and
nothing would please Lord RIVERS
until the family from Ingleshaw had
been asked too; and then followed
such a triumphal home coming IS has
seldom been witnessed. How the
people cheered when they saw the
little heir and his beautiful young
mother! How they talked afterward
of "the string of carr.ages!" Lord
and Lady Ryvers were in the first,
/ with the dowager and Morica. Then
came the Earl and Countess Of
Lester; then Mr.. and Mrs. Carstone
Paul Caerlyon and Oscar Carstone
rode. There was such cheering and
feasting, such merrimert and revelry
that the day is still spoken of as one
to be remembered.
So long as they lived, Lord RIVERS
did everything in his power to show
his gratitude to the millionaire and
his wife. He introduced them every
where, and he spoke so highly OF
them that every one was anxious to
know them; and in that way he amply
repaid his obligations to them
Oscar made a grand match-he mar
ried the daughter of an impoverished
earl. of whom his parents stood
greatly in awe during the remainder
of their lives.
Violet, Lady RIVERS, took courage
and wrote TO her Aunt Alice, telling
her of the birth of her little son. but
Miss Anterior was Spartan to the
last. She never answered the letter,
and remains to this day quite in
different to the fact that her niece is
one of the most beautiful most popu-
lar and admired women in England,
admired all the more for the little
bursts of radicalism in which she in
dulges. Since she is the mother of
the future Lord of Ryversdale, she
cannot consistently dislike the
aristocracy.
Beautiful Violet had found amid her
orange blossoms many thorns. She
has none now; the crown of perfect
wifehood, perfect motherhood, sits on
her queenly head. All the romance
OF her youth goes with her through
life, and she never tires of telling her
children how her husband wooed her
in disguise and married her for love.
There was Just one shadow in the
sunny picture. Miss Mari went away.
passed out of their lives. It was
better for all three, she said, that they
should not meet. She made her home
in Italy; but her home was desolate.
just as her heart was empty, because
she loved the wrong man.
Violet, Lady RIVERS. laughs now as
she says. Better wreath of orange
blossoms with hidden thorns than no
orange blossoms at ALL"
The end.