Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1902-05-15
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CHAPTER L.
One morning, when Angela had nut
away the Times, feeling sad and dis
appointed because the loOked-for adj
ycrtisement did not appear. Mrq.
Bowen came to see her about some
little matter, and the young girl began
talking to her of the country and the
rcighborhood.
What is the very large house WITH
tall white towers which we can see
from the park?" she asked
that is Culdale Hall" answered
Mrs. Bowen. Lord and Lady Culdalc
live there; and hear that they have
returned with a large party of guests
They generally return to the Hall
about the middle Of June" And Mrs
Bowen went on TO describe the wealth
and grandeur Of the family. Not"
said the loyal servant, that they rank
so high as the Arlcighs-my lady
takes precedence of Lady Culdale--
but they are very rich Nearly all
ICuldale belongs to them"
Are they OLD people," asked An
CELIA.
NO; they are quite young ! have
heard that Lord Culdale is thought to
been told that Lady Culdale is too
fond Of cards-a strange taste for Il
young lady-but then we must not be
lieve gossip"
Are the two families intimatc?'
asked Angela.
We'll ! should not use that word in
speaking Of them. They are friendly,
but they do not visit much; Lady
| Arleigh is considered very proud.
hear that they have very gay party
at Culdale now, and amongst them is
u famous London beauty forget her
lame" Perhaps, had she remcm-
bcred it, a great tragedy might have
been avoided.
Did Lord Arleigh visit them while
he was at hOme?" asked Angela.
No, not this time | think. | never
heard him say so. You should see
Culdale Hall. Miss Charles; it ia well
worth o visit"
But Angela took no especial interest
In It. Had she known who was there
probably S. would have done so
The household of Brantome Hall.
during the summer months, ATTENDED
services at st. Cuthbert's church
Culdalc-therc was no other church
noaror-and on Sunday morning after
Lord Arleigh had left the Hall, Mrs.
Bowen went to Angela.
Miss Charles" she said 81 am
! going to st. Cuthbcrt church this
morning; would you like to go with
me? You have not been to church
since You have been nere,'
Il should like it very much" she
replied. In her simple, loving heart
there arose a great desire to GO. 1t
was not, perhaps, quite prudent, rs
| she was so DESTROYS to COnCcaling her
Whereabouts; but then, as she
Thought, the risk would be small, for
| she would see no one who knew her,
aud, besides. she would wear thick
| black veil. II will go with pleasure"
she added
Angela never forgot the beauty, the
calm of that Sabbath day, and her
heart, naturally fun of devotion. was
raised to Heaven in earnest. loving
gratitude for all the manifold blessings
/ ah" saw around her in luxurant
nature.
The church stood ON hill that over
looked the sea. and the chime of the
hclls seemed to float away over the
restless waves. St Cuthbcrs was an
ancient cdtiCe, with a battlcmentod
| tower. from which rose Il tall grace
| ful spirc that seemed to penetrate the
blue ether. The interior was quaint
and picturesque: there was u curious,
GAL, groincd roof, and the walls ware
freely adorned with tablets, over
which the windows of stained glass
| shed a subducd and solemn light
"Wo can use the family pew said
Mrs Bowen, not ill-plcascd to show
her Importance Il always do when
my lady is not at home"
\ few minutes later Angela found
! h"rsrr seated in the comfortable, old
! fashioned pew belonging to the
| Ar,cigh family. The little church was
we'll fllod and. with hasty glance
lCuud, she saw that some elegantly
! dressed ladies' were near her.
The Culdalo party" whispered
Mrs Bowen; and Angela raised her
| eyes when, 10, they fell on the dark,
beautiful face of Gladys Rane,
with stihed groan, her face I'M
naturally pale, her limbs trembling,
Angela fcll back in her seat For
! tunatcly no one had noticed the
slender yelled figure, all eyes being
directed toward the radiant I've. ness
of Gladys Rane When Angela 70
Covcrd herself, she looked again. half
| hoping that she had made a mistake.
But no; there was the face that fatal
| beauty of which had ruined her
/ mothers life, and had rendered her
own one of constant peril
What. had brought Gladys Rane
there Angela wondered Then she
! remembered suddenly what Mrs.
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