Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1904-04-11

wondered if his mother had been mis-
taken.
They were married very quietly; and
/ if Lady Beatrice Selwyn, remembering
what she had called Lord Vivian's "in-
fatuation" for the young wife, felt any
disappointment that he showed no in
fatuation for her, she made no sign.
She had secured her hearts desire;
she had driven the fair, loving young
wife, her rival, by scorn and insult, by
continual petty prosecutions, by wo-
mans wit and woman's malice, from
home-she reigned in her own place,
and she was content.
4 The only thorn in her crown was
that Violante's son must one day be
lord of Selwyn Castle, and she began
to hate the child with a jealous hatred
that exceeded, if possible, the envious
dislike she had for his beautiful but
hapless mother
On this bright May morning, Lord
! Vivian, with Lady Beatrice and Ru-
pert, were seated at the breakfast
table in one of the contest and pref
test rooms in Selwyn Castle. Mrs.
Selwyn was not downstairs-and it
may be told. par parenthese, that she
found a great difference between the
gentle, timid rule of Lady Violante.
who had always been so anxious to
consult her, and the determined sway
of Lady Beatrice, who allowed neither
advice nor interference. Lord Vivian
looked unusually grave. That very
morning, while searching for a mislaid
paper, he had come across a small par
eel, carefully tied in half dozen pa
pers. and a date written upon it in
Violante's hand. He opened it, and
found her wedding wreath-the wreath
of orange blossoms that she had worn
on the happy day he married her. He
was not ashamed of the tears that
filed his eyes as he looked at the fad
ed flowers. Just so had her love and
her hope withered and died. He re
placed the papers, he kissed the letters
traced in her girlish hand, and, with
his heart full Of regretful memories.
went down TO find the proud, beautiful
face of his second wife shaded as
though she were annoyed.
Papa" cried little Rupert, looking
up at him with Violantes eyes; did
you net say the gray pony that Forster
brought home last night was miner"
Certainly did" replied Lord
Vivian. who doubted it?"
THERE" cried the boy, a fash of
triumph Frightening his beautiful
face. Lady Beatrice. told you so! I
told you that | would not speak falsely
for all the ponies in the world Papa
gave it TO me; and it is my own"
The training of his poor, despised
mother had been good fer something,
after ALL
Il gave Rupert the pony. Beatrice, =
said Lord Vivian, calmly, and she look
ed a shade more displeased than be-
fore.
DO you not think. Vivian" she said,
when tn ebcy left the room, that you
are spelling that child by gratifying
every caprice?"
ne Is TOO HoulS llIllS ASioN "
spoil" said his father, proudly; "all
truth and all honor seem innate in
him."
But" demonstrated the lady. who
thought nothing of giving a thousand
pounds for a jewel for her own wear,
you should really consider the ex.
pense."
1T does not matter" said Lord
Selwyn, YEARLY; "all have will be his
some day. He is the only child We
have to spoil, Beatrice, and we cannot
harm him. He is a noble boy"
But the expression that marred for
moment the beauty of Lady Selwyn's
proud face did not promise much for
the happiness of Violante's sen.
To be continued.