Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1904-03-17

Attending 10 the wounded, an Eng
/ lishman, who had been travelling in the
same train. No need to move the
white handkerchief; no need to place
his hand on the stilled heart Death
had been merciful there, giving no
time for pain.
The doctor, too, looked at the cost
ly cloak, and the same idea came to
hint must be a lady of rank who
lay there, crushed and mangled beyond
all recognition. When the first hurry
of the terrible accident was over,
DR. Sheene bethought himself of the
who she was, and send for her friends
! They examined the fur cloak first,
and in the little pocket Of It they found
letter, addressed to:
The Lady Selwyn,
villa Pisani
Florence"
7 They opened the travelling bag. In
II were papers bearing the same name;
small iewel-case, and on 1t they read
'To my beloved daughter Violante;
from her affectionate father, Horace
Temple"
There was purse containing bank
notes and gold that, too, was marked
with her name. There seemed every
reason to believe that the golden.
haired woman lying dead in the wait
ng-room was Lady Selwyn. Some
one had met the family, had dined at
the villa, and had visited Lord Selwyn
"a Signor di Luna; and he the mo-
ment his eyes fell upon the mass Of
golden hair. cried out
you must telegraph to Lord
Selwyn; this is Lady Selwyn"
SO DR.. Sheene, feeling true sym
distress, sent "A telegram himself 1t
was worded thus.
Prom DR.. Sheene, Railway Station
Sed, to Lord Vivian Selwyn, villa
Pisani, Florence.--Come at once, with
out delay. There has been dreadful
accident at Sedi, and Lady Selwyn
was in the train
There had never been more bril-.
liant fete than that of which Beatrice
reigned queen. The guests seemed
unwilling to depart. Everything was
SO beautiful; the grounds, with foun,'
tains, odorous flowers, and colored
lamps; the cool fragrant conserva-
tories; the magnificent suite of rooms;
the chivalrous. handsome, attentive
host and, above all other attractions,
4 the queen of the revels-Beatrice
Leigh
y It was not until the dawn flushed
red in the sky. and the birds began
to sing that the carriages were all or.
dered, and the ballroom deserted,
Then it was three o'clock, on fine,
clear, dewy morning Lord Vivian
remembered his wiies message. She
had gene to her room with bad head
ache A kindly impulse seized him
to go and see If she were better. The
last of the guests had gone; Mrs.
Selwyn and Miss Leigh had ordered
cup of tea in Lady Selwyn's boudor,
they were tired out and longing for
rest.
lCrd Vivian joined them.
Shall | send a cup of hot, strong
tea t. Violante?' he said to Mrs.
SoIwyn; she has gone To bed really
Ill with headache.
Sleep will do her more good than
tca, replied Mrs. Selwyn, carelcssly;
she will hardly thank you for waking
her up at this hour"
1T was n very convenient headache"
laughed Miss Leigh. The next time
am tired Of ball | will have the
same and SO secure myself from
fatigue"
She looked dangerously lovely The
brilliant bloom of her exquisite face
had somewhat faded with the late
hours; the languor cf her smile, the
slight spmhlance Of WEAKNESS In the
bright eyes, the gentle, subdued man
nor, made her more attractive than
ever. She lay back upon the crimson
velvet couch, her dark hair and dark
eyes rendered douhly piquant Jewels
flashing ON her white breast, with ten
der CLEANS of love and light playing
over her peerless face, she looked
like what she really was, Circean
queen and lcrd Vivian lingerd by her
until Mrs Selwyn declared 1t was too
late for them to remain another mo.
ment
Again as he passed his wite's room,
Lord Selwyn felt strongly inclined to
ask il she were better, He would
have done so, but that last sheer from
Miss Leigh rose up before him; and he
said 10 himself that perhaps the head
ache was very triiliug after all
1t Is terribly late, he said to him.
self; but, in good truth under these
bright Italian skies there is no night
So Lord Vivian fell asleep, with the
song Of The birds in his ears, He