Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1902-01-23
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Angel" she said quietly, to hel
daughter, Il am sorry to disturb you;
but l must 20 home"
When Angela saw the look of de
spair on the pale face, she knew that
her mother must return home. She
bent toward her Iadyship and whis
/ pered:
Mamma, darling, take care-so
many people are looking at us; do not
let them perceive the pain you feel"
Take me home, Angel" said the
deSpairing woman
An hour later Laura Wynyard sat
in her dressing room, surely the most
miserable woman in London. She
! had torn the pearls from her hair and
! her breast, her golden tresses lay in
| disheveled masses over her shoulders.
! She beat her breast, and gave vent to
wailing sobs; she was frantic with
/ her passionate jealousy and keen mis-
/ cry. Then she chung to Angela, cry
! ing out that she was the most misera-
! bic woman in the world, that she
! wished she could die, that her hus-
/ band had ceased to love her. There
came a quieter moment. when she
loked up at her daughter and said:
oh Angela, if | could undo tiff
/ could undo my most miserable mar
riage. Yet I love him love him."
Angela had never found it so diff
cult to sOOthe or calm her mother
She bathed the tear-stained face. she
smoOthed the golden hair, so tangled
and tumbIed; she kissed the pale
quivering lips But neither gentle
words nor loving caresses seemed to
aasuage her grief.
Mamma" she said, gently, "you
must not agitate yourself in this way;
you will make yourself i'll. See how
you trembIe!"
"Ah, Angel, it would be easier to die
at once" she cried. But | cannot
There was time when ! believed that
grief killed quickly; but it does not
it fortunes slowly"
Lady Laura Wynyard was very i'll
that night. Angela would not leave
her. and the girls thoughts were very
unhappy ones, as she saw the wreck
that had been made of her mothers
life. It seemed strange to her that
this man should have had the power
to change their lives so completely.
Before he had met them thpy had
known nothing but happiness; now it
seemed as though they would never
be happy again. Angela was serious
~ alarmed and anxious with respect
TO her mother, for she felt that much
more Of this misery would crush her
entirely. Her beautiful, fragile moth
or, who had always been so induIgent-
ly loved, was unfit to battle with pain:
yet how was it to be prevented?
What could be done?
IF / were to humble myself and go
to him. if were to impIore of him to
make my mother happier he would
only laugh me to scorn. she thought.
oh, if [ could but get her back to
Rood"
Angela thought long and anxfousIy
about it, but she was powerless to eff
feet any change, No idea came to
her as to how she could heIp her
mother out of the misery that sur
rounded her.
There must be some end to this"
she said to herself; 1T cannot last"
She wondered if her mother would
consent to leave-that was the only
remedy she could hit upon-and on
the day following, when Lady Laura.
looking very weak. and i'll, sat in her
boudOir, Angela preached the subject
to her gently
Mamma" she said, Il wish [ could
take you back to Rood. You are not
happy here"
No, am not, replied her ladyship.
sadly. 4 do not think I shall ever
be happy or bright again, Angel"
Il hope you will mamma" she
sighed. We were happy enough
once. Mamma, do not be angry with
me If | say something exceptional to
YOU Yet, now that her opportunity
was come. the words seemed hard to
find. You are not happy with the
captain why stay with him? He
( A'''''NNo 'o'I lAAS llllSSl iDIC anu uu6u-
durable. Leave him"
Lady Laura started as the bold pro-
| posal was made to her
Leave my husband. Angel? could
not. my dear: I could not live with
out him. I know he has ceased to
/ love me; he is cold. Indifferent cruel
even: but I could not leave him. I
could not give him up. All. Angel
/ YOU do not know what it is to love-"
II am very glad to say that I do
not, mamma. 1t seems to me that
what people call love. as a rule
brings nothing but misery"
Angela, recognizing the strange in
fatuation of her mother for her step
father did not again urge the point;
but, though she was silent. Fate was
busy
CHAPTER XVI.
There came a respite when the sea
son ended. Lady Kinloch took hel