Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1904-03-26

see a perfect girl like that married 10 an
old brute OF money ienderf"
rs that what he ISL asked Mrs. Het-
ling, evidently deeply distressed. |
feared he was something horrible.
He's the biggest blackglaEd in town
Look here-whats the games Tell me
you can trust me- haven't 4 card with
me, but my name is Ambrose ostin.
The author OF The Triumph of
Gold'!' she asked, in surprise. And you
are here posing as a gardener 8
Il felt that the girl who had been shut
up for nineteen years at Fieldholme park
would prove an interesting character N
novel, Mrs. Hetling, and / was not
wrong. | mean her to be the subject on
my lifc's book"
The distress on poor Mrs. Hetlins
face deepened
Il viii eonfide in you" she said, has
tily, for l feel sure / can trust vol
The truth is, I am in great trouble abaRt
my pupil. Neither she nor ! dreamed OF
her marrying till yesterday, When the
news was sprung upon us. The child, ~
deed. does not know the meaning al tho
word. Mr.. Beresford told her she Was
TO be MIR. Jellifer's wife, and Iris prom
ised to obey. She has always obeved hltss
without a mmmu But last night she
came to me and wept for hoursa thing
| have never known her to do-and ina
plored me to ask her uncle 10 let her stay
here with me in the old way. saw MIR,
Beresford. but he told me to mind nv
own business, and | was unable 10 speak
to mm about it. We are to go to town
this afternoon 10 prepare for the mar
riage, but | hardly dare think Of it You
can't imagine how wretched ! am that
Iris should be forced TO give her life -
this mani"
So Miss Bercsford Is not wiling
party
No, no! She already hates Mr. lei
iifer How could any nice woman care
for him 2"
"Thcn II is rs thought " unused tms
brose There is something behind al
ibis. Have YOU told me everything, Mrs.
llethng:"
Il know very little about Nj Bores-
ford" She answered, miserably. but
am certain that he has arranged this
marriage to suit himself, because OF 'ehat
he SAID to his"
you want 80 prevent it, Of course
Yes she said. eagerly. Il would give
| a lot 10 stop it. If | were not dependent
on what earn. should offer Iris home
| myself. Her uncle never ceases to tatnt
her with the fact that he has had to keep
| her all these years. poor child"
| Ambrose pondered tor moment Then
an idea struck him.
| "Will you tell me where YOU are going
! to stay in TOWN." he asked.
| AT tie Savoy hotcl,' she answered.
4 suite OF rooms has been wired for"
IN think this over" he said quickly.
as the head gardener appeared in sight.
Don't be surprised if YOU see me there
/ in the morning. You won't refuse to
| speak TO me, will vout'
She smiled gratefully at him.
| Il shall never forget what you did for
| me-" she answered, in low tone. and
| if You'll be my friend, and help me to
! save Iris, | viii do anything in the world
! ] can for you"
Then she left him, and with more
hopeful spirit, walked back to the house.
A few minutes later, as Ambrose was
| hmrying through the grounds towards a
side gate which led out to the road, he
came face to face with the heroine of his
dreams.
Have you seen Flop anywhere" she
asked him, and he was struck by the
childlke beauty of her voice.
Flop? Is it dog, Or
yes, little white Pom" she an
swered, looking at him in some surprise
for, although he was wearing a very
shabby old suit, his appearance was not
that of the usual tradesman or servant
she was in the habit of seeing in the
He xyas o1cn vary ba
even Iris, innocent and inexperienced as
she was, felt the magnetism of his per
| sonality at once.
Shall | help you to look for it," he
asked, with quickly beating heart
Where did you last see itq''
She told him: then confded to him the
fact that she wanted to take Flop to
London. Her uncle would not let her
take her collie-h he would be too much
trouble at an hotel And thus she chat
ted in her srtless way for several min
utes, whilst Ambrose listened letting his
eyes feast on her exquisite beauty 70 the
| full.
| But, all too soon, the dog turned mp.
and Iris gathered it up in her arms and
| babe Ambrose goodbye.
For an instant he stood and watched
!
away from him She was unlike airy
other girl he bad ever met; her manner
mad been full of spontaneous sympathy,
! vet as naive and fresh as child's; aud
| in those beautiful eyes of hers he had
| detected world of passion passion that
was waiting TO bc reused into life by a
| kindred flame
And this girl. this jewel of womanhood,
was to be sacrificed! No! At all costs.
| she should be saved from that doom. and
if, in the saving her heart could be won.
then Ambrose would win it for
| himself.
| With set lips he walked over 20 the
| cottage and prepared to leave for town
| by the afternoon train.
/ 70 BE CONTINUED.
Afternoon Tea in Berlin.
| A committee Of Berlin women. united