Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1902-01-20

that the arrow had gone straight
home that it had struck the gentle,
loving heart.
He went back to Gladys Rane; but
when he looked in triumph at his
wife's box she had left it.
For one minute Lady Laura sat
stunned by the cruelty of her nus
bands words; then she rose from her
seat. her face pale, her manner agl-
tated.
angel" she said quietly, to her
daughter, q am sorry to disturb you;
but must go 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 ladyship and whis-
pered:
Mamma, darling, take care-so
many people are looking at us; 90 not
let them perceive the pain you feel.
"Take me home, Angel" said the
despairing woman.
An hour later Laura VINEYARD 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 III
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 mlsera-
BILE woman in the world, that she
wished she could die, that her nus
band had ceased to love her. There
came a quieter moment, when she
looked up at her daughter and said:
"Oh, Angela, if l could undo tiff
I could undo my most miserable mar
riage! Yet I love him-I 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 tumbled; she kissed the pale,
quivering lips. But neither gentle
words nor loving caresses seemed to
assuage her grief.
Mamma" she said, gently, "you
must not agitate yourself in this way;
you will make yourself i'll. See how
you tremblei
"Ah, Angel, it would be easier to die
at once" she cried. 'But | cannot.
There was a time when believed that
grief killed quickly; but it does not
it tortures 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. Il seemed strange to her that
this man should have had the power
to change their lives so completely.
Before he had met them they had
known nothing but happiness; now it
seemed as though they would never
be happy again. Angela was serious
ly alarmed and anxious with respect
20 her mother, for she felt that much
more of this misery would crush her
entirely. Her beautiful, fragile moth,
err, who had always been SO indulgent-
ly loved, was unfit to battle with pain;
yet how was it to be prevented?
What could be done?
eff I were to humble myself and go
to him, if I were to implore of him to
make my mother happier, he would
only laugh me to scorn," she thought.
ooh, if I could but get her back to
Rood"
Angela thought long and anxiously
about it, but she was powerless to eff
feet any change. No idea came to
er out of the misery that surrounded
her.
''There must be some end to this"
she said to herself; cit 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, 81 wish I could
take you back to Rood. You are not
happy here"
mo, am not" replied her ladyship,
sadly 81 do not think 1 shall ever
be happy or bright again, Angel
Il hope you will, mamma she
sighed. 1--WE were happy enough
once. Mamma, do not be angry with
NE if l 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
makes your life miserable and unen-
durable. Leave him.
Lady Laura started as the bod pro
rOsal was made to her.
Leave my husband, Angel? l could
not, my dear; l could not live with
out him. I know he has ceased to
owe me; he is cold, Indifferent, cruel,
wen; but I could not leave him,
'ould not give him up. All, Angel,
vou do not know what it is to love!"
81 am very glad to say that I do