The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1904-04-30

Hartfordsire Is the envy Of half the
matchmaking mammas In London
and bis town house in Park lane as
perfect as unbounded wealth can make
it.
The girl gives a shudder Of disgust
as she mentally contrasts his thtckset,
unattractive person with another
whose manly grace and beauty she
would fatn forget.
1.-THE fact remains, duke, am sorry
IL my decision causes you pain, but
have quite made up my mind. do
not love you; can never marry you"
His grace is too startled for words
He gets up and walks about the room
with red face and a staggering gait
by Jove," he busters, ut is rather
+ +e in the day to discover all this; you
think precious little of my feelings in
the matter. What is to become Of
meT
The girl smiles as she lays friendly
hand upon his arm.
"You will not be inconsolable,
know. There are girls who would be
only too glad to take my place, girls
who do not realize, perhaps, as do,
that to marry for anything but love it.
self is to sell ones very soul! Thank
God have found 1t out before 1t is too
late"
The little duke picks his way care
fully across the street as he leaves the
house after this trying interview, and
as he does he ponders many things.
Somehow he has never admired
Lady Beatrice half so much before; the
fearless spirit with which she has told
him her convictions, and brayed public
opinion by breaking off her engage
ment at the last moment, wins his re-
luctant approval, for, being a horsey
man. he can appreciate true mettle
when he sees it.
J
Across crowded London ball room
= Lionel sees her again after Eve long,
dreary years. She is little changed
> Her face is, If anything, yet more per-
feet in line and coloring; her grace and
loneliness are as attractive as ever.
i To the man who has vainly tried to
l stifle his heart-hunger all these years
3 of separation, her presence Ia intod-
e eating; his love leaps up with all the
old, wild longing, as his eyes meet
hers.
:, II am anxious to be introduced to
> Mr.. Lionel Craven, the lion Of the
EVENING"
= Her laughing, hooking voice is still
d the same; her slightest word or touch
s has power to thrill him yet. And her
= partner, all unconscious Of the comedy
being enacted, duly effects the desired
Introduction. a.
Lady Beatrice Ffrench."
AS his dark head bends low, the
lover Of long ago hears her well-re-
membered name. Surely there is a mis-
take; can it be she has never married
He looks into her face as she takes
his arm and they pass out on to the
lamp-lit terrace.
Lady Beatrice Ffrench stillP he
4 breathes.
Lady Beatrice Ffrench still"
For a moment his senses leave him
He forgets time and place; he only
realizes that by some strange freak Of
fate the only woman the world holds
for him is here by his side, free!
Once more they are alone together
beneath the stars, and his heart Is call
ing for her love.
He holds out his arms as he Grief
brokenly, "Beatricel have made q
mistaken Have all these hideous year.
been spent in vain, and Is it possible
- that you loved me all alongW
at His words fall strangely sweet OF
the girls ears; she feels his arms abou
IS. her as she whispers, ~ think love-
We you alwaysv' and the eyes she raise
Id to his face are wet with unshed tears
"
Id There Is a considerable hutter II
Vanity Fair when 1t becomes know
that Lady Beatrice Ffrench is to maj
e- ry Mr.. Lionel Craven, a penniless nc
body. "a rising young man. Of course
to clever and all that, no doubt, but still
IN there was the Duke Of Valecourt, an
is with her beauty and position she Nigh
Mt have married anyone she liked, 20
1t. knOw!"
er- Whereat, a little, Shameless chubb
m urchin, perched up somewhere alof
of busy arranging his arrows, chuckles q
ad he thinks what a good days work b
has effected
Ter However. the world says, '"The 81
off Is throwing herself away" But theI
IRE the world is wrong.-Uhca Globe.
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nd BENEFITS of Seeing Double.
OF A resident of one of the small town