The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1904-11-18

only broken ~ the towers of MY. vass
and gray III the distance. Large Iron
gates admitted her to do Wick park.
The house was . quadrangular build.
ing Of various dates, and gray walls
rising from trim gardens with box
edged flower plots and clipped yew
hedges An old-world sleepy air, lone.
" and apart and full Of melancholy
pervaded the place. h. 3S. u Y,
The door stood open, and she passed
without delay into the wide entrance
hall, and went leisurely up the broad
stairway. Her hat. with Its moist
dropping feathers, was in her hand
her hair hung Imply about her brow
and face; she was the very picture OF
q beauty that had suffered the touch
Of adverse nature, and the depression.
of unsympathetic humanity.
But the moment she entered her
own room she had the sense Of covert
and refreshment. She put of her
sense of alienation and unhappiness
with her damp clothing, and as the
comfort of renewal came to her out
wardly, the inner woman also re-.
gained her authority; and the girl
conscious Of this potent personality.
erected herself in its strength and in
dividuality. She surveyed her fresh.
ly clad form in it's gown Of blue Lutte.
string; she turned right and left to ad.
mire fresh arrangement Of her hair;
she put around her neck, without pre-.
tense Of secrecy or apology, the rosary
of coral and gold; and admired the
tint and simmer Of its beauty on her
white throat. Then she asked
WAS any stranger with the Earl
at dinner, Delia?"
"My lady, he dined with Father
Sacy alone"
"And pray what did they eat for
dinner?"
There was sucking pig roasted
with juniper wood and rosemary
branches, and jagged hare, and
pullet, and some clotted cream and a
raspberry tart. All very good, my
lady; will you please to eat some.
thing?"
Eyes. will have some jagged hare,
and some clotted cream, and q rasp.
berry tart-and glass of Sapnish
wine, Della, and pitcher of new
milk. Have them served as soon as
possible"
She took one comfortable glance at
herself, and in the pleasure of its as
surance went downstairs. Her step
was now firm and rapid, yet she
paused moment at the door of the
room she wished to enter, and called
up smiles to her face and q sort of
cheerful bravado to her manner ere
she lifted the steel hasp that admitted
her. In a moment her quick eyes took
survey Of its occupants. They were
only two men-Earl de Wick, and his
chaplain, Father Sacy. Both were
reading; the Earl, Sir Philip Sidney's
Arcadia; the chaplain, the evening
service in the book Of common prayer.
Neither Of them noticed her entrance,
and she went straight to her fathers
side, and covering the open page with
her hand, said in merry tone
Here is q noble dwelling in Ar.
cadia, while the great CaptaiuG General
CromweIT-''
'"The devil!'
lis going up and down and to, and
fro I'm the land, seeking whom he. may
derour. have been at Ely and at
+; Swafham, gathering what news can,
and assure you, sir, there is none
to- our COMFORT
What have YOU heard2 Anything
about the Scots?"
Cromwell Isl in Scotland. What do
you expect from that news?"
THAT Leslie will be his match"
! Then you viii be, disappointed.
There is q tide in the affairs of men,
and this tide OF Cromwell and the
Commonwealth is going to sweep all
royalty and all nobility into the deep.
sea-"
well, then, I may as well return to-
my Arcadia and learn how to be- rus.
teal. We mobiles may play at Canut9
IL we like-but-"
1t is useless, while this mans stae
flames in the armament II he. CON,
quers the Scotch army, what more can
they offer him but the CROWN"
(To Be Continually ].
WOMAN NOT so FRAGtLE.