Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1902-04-07

over every detail of the meeting in TIE
abject terror, his involun-
tary exclamation, his plausible state
ment, and the evident anxiety he had
displayed that no trace Of what was
spilled should remain on the library
CARPET. The incident was full of sus-
picion. and she could not help the feel
ing that in some way or other she had
a narrow escape.
On Thursday evening she found OH
her toilet table the silent message
a glass filed with fresh violets-and
she knew. as Jane Felspar had eX
pressed it, that the way lay straight
before her, that early the next morn
ing she must leave the dear old home,
which was no longer a place of safety
for her.
She resolved to spend the few re-
naming hours with her mother; and,
on repairing to her room, she found
the unhappy lady weeping most bitter
ly. She would not tell Angela why,
except that there had been some lit
tie unpleasantness with the captain.
at is useless to trouble you, Angel, .
sobbed Lady Laura. eff l could, l
would fain keep my sorrow to myself"
81 am sure you have been speaking
to him of Gladys Rane, mamma, de-
elared Angela; nothing else ever
causes you such grief as this"
| Never mind, Angel. | repent most
bitterly of the step | took. oh, my
darling, if | had but listened to you!
My life is one long martyrdom. Angel,
have never confessed before, but oh,
how ] long to be free! I am tired of
suffering, and the time has come when
! I desire to be free, to be away from
him, to cease to suffer at his hands. I
want to be where every day will not
bring fresh torture. I long for peace
and rest"
| With kindly words Angela soothed
Ter unhappy mother.
''The time for rest will come, she
said. Cali sorrows end, mamma, just
as all darkness ends, and the dawn
comes at last
| "Alas! for me, Angel, the dawn will
| never GOMEZ" sighed Lady Laura. cit
is my whole life that is wrecked.
have loved him SO deeply-nay, love
him still; yet he tortures me so ter
ribly that I long to be free!"
Mamma" said Angela, "you shall
keep your promise to me-you will
send for Mr. Sansome as soon as you
can, and have that unfortunate will
canceled?"
81 will; I shall not forget; I am
anxious to do it. If he had been kind
to me, there would have been some
justice in your fathers money coming
to him; but as he has been most cruel,
ruined my life and broken my heart,
it does not seem just"
cit is not just, mamma. Promise
me that you will not trust to letters,
but that on the first day you find your
self free, you will send for Mr.. San
some and tell him you want that will
destroyed"
'The captain would be very angry
if he knew" sighed Lady Laura
''He need not know, mamma darling.
He persuaded you in an underhand
manner, and wished you to keep the
matter secret; you, too, can have your
secret. The money is yours to do with
as you will
'I wish we never had any money,
Angel" sighed her ladyship.
$50 do I, mamma"
| And mother and child, both so help
| less and troubled, kissed each other.
CHAPTER XIII.
Friday morning broke calm and
beautiful April was drawing to a
close; there was a faint CLEAN Of gold
from the laburnum, faint glimmer of
purple from the lilac, and the hedges
gave promise of a porfusion of fra
grant May.
Captain Wynyard came down early,
and seemed very impatient for the ar
rival of the letter-bag. His face was
sullen, his eyes were troubled, and at
! times he was so engrossed in his own
thoughts that he saw or heard moth
ing of what was passing around him.
He looked miserable It happened
that no visitors were staying just
| then in the house, and the captain had
to breakfast alone which annoyed him,
| for he abhorred solitude, his thoughts,
when he was by himself being not at
all pleasant ones. Lady Laura
never came down to breakfast unless
visitors required her presence.
where is Miss Rooden?" the cap
! tain asked angrily.
Miss Rooden is still in her room, -
was the answer.
The captain seated himself at the
! table; dark thoughts darkened his
face, even as they Swallowed his soul.
! They were cruel. terrible thoughts that
could not be put into words, and were
all Of Angela. When he had finished
his breakfast he opened the post-bag,
which had meanwhile arrived, and
took out his letters and papers; and
the reading of them whiled away an
| hour Just as he was going round
/ tn tho stables tO decide what horses