Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1903-02-26
q Woman' S Face
FLORENCE WARDEN

| ing, until their eyes would drop at her
approach, and they would avoid meet
ing hers, as men avoid the piercing
beams of the sun. And so she wan
dered over the world looking for Love
her lord, and not knowing under what
form she should meet him, and ex
posed to all sorts of wounds from
coarser creatures on account of the
exquisite seIlsitiveness of her nature
| like a nautilus without its she'll"
And the end-how did the story
end in this version?" asked Armath-
waite, in low voice, as the doctor
paused.
"Ah! he never reached the end
while knew him. Of course Psyche
met Love, and she knew him from the
fact that he alone of all men could al
ways meet her eyes unfiinchingly. A
pretty story, but not dramatic, accord
ing to the received notions of such
matters, as l told him. 1t was hard
ly to be expected that he would listen
though, and, as matter of fact. he
did not. The story and the music to
which he set it, haunted him, and
filed every Granny of his brain and
heart"
What became of him."
His wife's parents, who had sent
him to Mereside. fetched him out
again when they thought she was GO
ing to die. 1t was near the birth of her
child, and whatever mischief her hus-
bands mesmeric experiments had
done was done beyond recall, for she
pinned and rooped and had always on
her lips verse of the wandering
Psyche's song:
" i hear my masters whisper
In the rush of the autumn wind;
On dead leaves grown browner and
crisper
The print of his feet | find
The sea-surf that breaks on my shout
ders
Sweeps soft as my lords own wing,
And echo rings out from the houlders ;
Thou shalt see thy loves face in
the SPRING"
$50. as | say" continued DR.. Peele,
they sent for him, and lost sight of
him for some years; and when | did
see him again, poor fellow, he was in
rapid decline, and had by that time
worked and worried himself into a
state good deal nearer to lunacy than
any he had passed through when in
the asylum. His wife was dead; he
was in very bad circumstances. There
was no more talk of the opera, and |
did not even dare to mention it. not
knowing whether 1t might not arouse
painful recolections of failure and dis
appointment. But he had tiny girl
born, so he told me, while her mother
was in a mesmeric trance; in heI
name, Alma, | perceived a connection
with that of the heroine of the famous
opera, and in her eyes | liked to fancy
and so, | am sure, did her father
that | saw something of the look we
had imagined in the ideal Psyche. AT
any rate / was deeply interested in
the little creature; and when her
father. a few weeks later. was on his
| death-bed, willingly undertook to be
! come her guardian. Both father and
| daughter were living in London. in the
house of some relations of his late
| wife. These people were fond of the
child, and after her fathers death
they desired that she might still re
main with them. So she grew up
and the tendency to dreaminess seem
ed to die out of her as he advanced
! towards womanhood made her study
at the South Kensington Art Schools
to develope her marked taste for draw
ing, and on my occasional visits t
town | found her a bright, healthy
active. intelligent girl. affectionate
sweet. beautiful. well-educated-iI
fact, everything that a girl should be
| wanted to take her home. but m,
wife would not hear of TIT would in
terfere with Miles prospects, o
course good old Mile was not con
suited | was determined to have m,
dear new child near me, however, anC
| hit upon the idea of marrying her t
young Ned Crosmont, an honest. good
hearted fellow, as | though, who onl,
wanted a nice wife to make him stead!
down into as good husband as a cir
could wish for"
The old man paused, and seemed fol
few moments to be buried in The
gloom of his disappointed hopes. Wher
he resumed, his voice sounded weaker
and 1t was evidently with great eff
Tort that he uttered the few closins
words of his story.
I knew that Ned and Aphra Digh
ton had been boy-and-girl sweethearts
but could not conceive that he woulC
have the audacity to think seriousl,
OF her when they had grown out o.
, childhood, still less that when she was