Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1902-05-26

her, he cared very mucn IOr some one
else-and that some one else was
you, Miss Rane.'
The dark face flushed crimson and
the proud lips quivered; but Gladys
Rane had no answer to make.
my mother was not, could not be,
blind to all that passed, Miss Rane;
and you know best what I mean ~
ALL You engrossed my mothers
husband whenever and wherever op-
portunily offered. If he came into a
room where you were, you drew him
to your side and kept him there; you
smiled at him and talked to him as
you did to no other man. Captain
Wynward neglected my mother and
treated her with cruel Indifference,
while he spent hours with you. You
gloried in your triumphs over her
and you let it be seen in your face
How could You --~--e delight in
torturing so gentle and loving a
heart2"
'How do you know that I did?
You may say, and l may admit, thar
I took great delight in Captain Wyu-
yards society-we were very Old
friends, you know but it does not
follow that I took pleasure in tortur-
ing your mother"
"You did torture her." said Angela,
sadly. mo one can 1ealize what my
mother has suffered, for she loved
her husband, and the consciousness
hn& hn hnr hI1&
another, made her life a daily martyr
dom. Miss Rane," added Angela, edo
you think it honorable for one woman
to seek the attention of the husband
of another?"
"You take everything too seriously,
Miss Rooden,'' her companion said.
"The world does not speak in that
fashion,"
'The greater the pity" returned
Angela. Perhaps, if men and women
asked each other these plain ques-
lions, and called things by their
right names, there would be less sin
and misery. You do not like the
question when you stand face to face
with it in all it's bare reality. You
have in your own mind, | do not
doubt, many plausible excuses for
what you do and say; you represent
things in such way to yourself thai
they seem almost commendable-ccr-
tainly not wrong; but, when you hear
the truth told plainly, that you have
been seeking to rob my mother of her
husbands affections, that you have
encouraged the attention of a married
man, it does not sound well-does it,
Miss Rane?"
mot if you put it in that brusque
fashion," replied Gladys. But the
no need, for instance, to steal, as you
phrase it, that which is voluntarily
offered"
There are some things that it is
shameful to accept" quickly retorted
Angela, "and foremost among them
stand the attention and devotion of
married man.
'My dear Miss Rooden," said
Gladys Rane, you must learn to wrap
up your truths in silver paper; they
sound horribly"
Yet despite her light words, she
was deeply touched by the girls
noble, earnest simplicity, by her
ardent love and great compassion for
her mother.
'You are so beautiful, Miss Rane,"
Angela went on, "and you have so
many admirers, you could marry well
and be happy; yet you give up every
thing for the sake of a man who is
the husband of another woman. Let
me speak the whole truth to you
while l am about it. If you knew
Captain Wynyard as he really is you
would neither like nor esteem him.
He is handsome and has a peculiar
charm of manner-it was that which
won my mothers loving heart-Dut
he has neither moral nor intellectual
qualities. You love the ideal thai
you have made for yourself, and nor
the reality. Knowing him as he is.
no true woman would love Captain
VINEYARD
What is salt to one is sugar to
another" laughed Gladys Rane; but
it was not an easy laugh.
'T could never tell you, continued
Angela what have suffered for my
mothers sake, not for my own. My
opinion of Captain Wynyard has never
changed, and never will. From the
first I had a feeling of unmitigated
contempt for him. What else could
have? A man who marries one
woman for her money while he loves
another is the meanest of men.
Captain Wynyard could never make
me suffer; but I have felt all my
mothers torture
'T think you exaggerate a great
dea1,' said Miss Rane.
81 do not. On the contrary, knuw
no words that are strong enough to
tell you what my mother has suffered.
have watched her day after day lose
health, strength, and happiness; ]
have seen all the bloom and beauty
die from hor foon. T bouo cooo oil