Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1904-03-12

t,oshers xe-tlIat house, you know. Tell
M abosat the girl who lives there"
Mrs. PyEnne placed the strawberries
BESIDE him, then stood and gael
Sh0nglJnlty over the stream.
None of rs can understand" she scid.
why the young lady never comes out Of
the park. She must be going on for 10
now, for it's seventeen years since her
poor father died, and she was 2 at the
! time | remember the funeral quite well.
lie was q peculiar gentleman, was Henry
Beresford; they say the death of his wife
/ turned his brain"
TO whom does the place belong now ~
esked the young author, helping himself
to more tea.
Jacob BeresfoId. l believe. He comes
down every now and then on his motor
car, but he never stays more than day
or so. The young lady lives there with
! Mrs. Hetling, the lady who has educated
/ her and been a mother to her for the last
| Eve years. Before then there was an
/ other governess, but she got tired of the
! loneliness and left. Mrs Hetling often
drives ont, but Miss BeresfoTd is never
with her, and, indeed. the Young lady
/ las never been seen outside the grounds
/ CT the park. She drives her own pony
round the park every day, and sometimes
rides, but she never comes out of the
gates"
Perhaps she is mad" suggested AM
brose.
But Mrs. Pyrnne shook her head.
We know different to that, for the
doctor often visits Mrs. Het ling, and he
says Miss BeIesford is splendid Young
lady. ard far too pretty to be shut up
at Fieldhclme as she is"
Does no one know the reason?"
'No. Jacob Beresford never associates
/ with ar9one in the reighborhood. and the
servants cont seem to think anything of
1t. I,Ry only say that it is dull at the
house, bnt they are paid we'll, and some
OF them have been there for wears"
! "And this mysterious prisoner is yong
and pretty unused Ambrose, deeply in
terestcd
Everyone who has seen her says she
rs lovely" answered Iirs. Pyrnne, as she
gathered zap the tea tnlEgs and took thcm
indoors.
After n while ambrose lit his pipe and
strolled out Crossing the stream, he
wendell his way slong the road until he
reached the big iron gates of Fieldholne
and there he paused,
Young and lovely" he repeated Ia
himself, and shut up here for nineteen
years. There must be something behind
all this. wonder what it ist'
The gates were shut they were sci.
dom open. so he had been told and theil
thick iron bars We're suggestive Of til,
entrance OF q prison. in truth The tai
stone walls enclosed the whole Of tn,
park, which covered 300 acres of ground
Looking through the gates past tn,
lodge, Ambrose could see nothing but !
wilderness OF big Old trees, and the com
mencement OF broad. graVeled carriag,
drive which was bordered on either sid,
by a wellflled stretch Of flowers.
The limitations of the view Nere nor,
than annoying TO the Young author. an
he felt strangely curious to see bevon(
those trees, 50 curious that he once trie,
to open the gapes, only TO find that the,
were locked.
, This fact added TO his curiosity
thousand fold Were they afraid ina
the girl would run away. he wondered
that they kept the principal gates locke,
even in the day time?
The question scarcely passed throuel
his mind ere the lodgekeeper came oil
with couple OF gigantic keys Inglin,
; in his hand.
With ready intuition Ambrose steppe,
back and Ind himself behind a bush .
few PAGES away, where he could see an,
vet be unseen. In a few seconds tn
gates severe ~unfaStened and opened wide
and almost directly a victoria drawn b,
a pair of smart gray colts swept out O
! the drive into the road
Ambrose looked iHtentiy at it's one oe
cupant @s the VEHICLE passed him. ant
noted woman ofsmiddle age. with ,
sweet and gentle face and sad. tired ewes
She was dressed in black. and lea nee
back in the cushions of the carriage will
an Indifferent air, looking neither TO In,
left nor TO the right of her
No sooner had the victoria left the parL
than the gates were closed again. and
Ambrose heard the old lodge keeper tmr
the KEYS and take them back into hi,
small abode.
For some time, the young fellow lin
gered there, hoping to obtain a plimpe,
of the girl whose fate now so stranoe,
interested him, but. finding his efforts il
vain, he moved away at length and re
turned 10 the cottage on the other sid,
of the stream.
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