Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1902-09-18

| sent to marry Christopher Bedford.
They had been married for nearly
is months and May, with its fierce
heat, and burning winds had set in.
Dulcie's uncle had gone to Ootaca-
mund for the recess and had begged
her to go with him to escape the heat.
even for two months, and Chris had
urged her also, but she refused and
was determined to face the hot wealth
CT on the plains.
At first she had enjoyed going out
into camp with her husband every
month and the long rides morning and
evening. Lately the monotony of life
in tents had palled upon her; she pre-
ferred to stay behind and let her hus-
band go alone if it was only for few
days, and was listless and dull and in
clined to brood in the long hot days in
the big lonely house.
So when May set in and he had to
&C out in the district, he left Dulcie
behind as q matter Of course. ct is
much too hot to think of taking you
into tents, and | shall be within 20
miles of here part of the time he had
said, and had gone off very seriously
and sadly.
Dulcie had noticed how quiet and
sad Chris had become lately, and said
to herself-surely he cannot be jeal-
Gus of Rodney Latimer, though he
seemed displeased that l was SO glad
| when Mr. Latimer was transferred
here last month.
Chris had been away week when
pulcie went over as usual to the club
Ii the afternoon, to find Mrs Steel
ard Rodney Latimer on the tennis
court
Everybody is away" he said, as
she Joined them; "all gone into camp.
The doctor came back for day and
was coming down to play. but he got a
telegram which sent him off in wild
haste, just in time to catch the slow
| mixed train down the line; he shouted
something as our dog cart passed, but
| could only catch what sounded like
| Amblavanam."
Il am too lazy to play" Dulcie said;
you two play, and I'll stroll around
| by the golf links and give my dogs a
rum and whistling to the three dogs
who were waiting with the syce in the
stables, she sauntered leisurely away.
On her return, she found or the tea
table letter that the collector peon
| had brought from the postoffice.
my daily letter from Chris" she
said with a little laugh, "but l will
give you energetic people your tea
first; my husbands letters are like
| kilograms for, brevity and in such
villainous writing I always have to
! read them twice.
Opening her letter presently, she
skinned through it; mo news, of
course, and shorter than ever, says he
| is feeling seedy and will write a
| longer note tomorrow
Where is he now?" asked Mrs.
| Steele.
81 cannot quite make it out, it is
| scrawled so dreadfully; something
'vanam,'" Dulcie replied, unfolding
her letter again.
"Amblavenam! shrieked Mrs. Steele.
That's where the cholera Is raging.
and where Col Macpherson has gone
| today. o, my dear Mrs. Bedford, l
do hope your husband will be care
full"
Let me try and make out the writ
ing" said Rodney, coming toward her
chair, and Dulcie caught the warning
glance he gave Mrs. Steele. "Og there
are lots of places ending in vanam in
this district, and your husband may
be miles away; the first part does not
look like Ambla," he said, cheerfully.
Il am certain it is, I am certain it
is; if cholera has broken out, then
Chris is sure to be there; you know
what duty is to Chris. Mr. Latimer,
please order my trap. l think l will
go home"
"Bhoy," she said to the old butler,
when she reached the house, ibid you
know master was going to the cholera
camp when you packed his camp kit?'
He paused moment, rubbed one
foot against the other, like all orien-
tails unwilling to speak the truth if he
thinks it is unpleasant for the listener
Eyes, your honor, but master giving
strict orders, net telling Missis, not
wanting brighten Missis.''
Dinner was mere farce, and after
refusing nearly everything, Dulcie rose
from the table and went into the draw
ms; room, the three dogs following de-
Jeotedly at being so neglected A great
uneasiness possessed her as she paced
up and own the long room.
1t was just the same when she went
upstairs. She had just fallen into
troubled doze, when she was awakened
by the sound of horse gailoping in
hot haste near the house, on the road
to- the stables, at which the dogs be-
gan to bark furiously.
1T is Trumpeter's tread" she ex-
claimed. Running to the back veran-
da, she saw. in the bright moonlight.
syce get off her husbands horse,
which was covered with foam, and
then heard him knocking at the go
down doors to awaken the servants.
Dulcie slipped on her dressing gown
and sent the ayah to call the butler to
her Immediately. When he came. one
glance at his frightened face told her
what to expect, as he faltered out: