Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-03-03


daunt Royce know it?
She sat and pOndered in deep alb
straction for half an hour, and then
suddenly the whole thing flashed upon
her.
I Ida Trereiyan was Joan Ormsby,
and Joan Ormsby was the heiress of
the Arrowhead estate by the will
which Mordaunt Royce had said could
not be found, but which Miss Mazurka
now felt convinced she had seen him
reading after old Craddock had left.
Joan Ormsby was in utter ignorance
of her relationship to the Earl of
Arrowhead and of the existence of the
will, ard Mordaunt Royce would keep
her in ignorance until he married her
and had become the master of the
estates.
The revelation-for it amounted to
no less-was so astounding that Miss
Mazurka felt as if her breath mad been
taken away by it.
No wonder Mordaunt Royce. had
Tilted her for the new popular idol No
wonder he was anxious to marry heri
'Oh, you are clever, Mr. Royce!"
she muttered, shaking her fist toward
the room beneath; you are clever
but we shall see, we shall see. You
thought | was such fool that you
could turn your back on me without
word, did you? What if the fool
should prove too sharp for you, clever
as you are?"
Smiling and trembling with excite
ment, she carefully replaced the floor
| board in it's place in the cupboard and
then wrote a note to Lord Stuart vii
liars. 1t was only a few lines:
Please let me know your address
| If you leave Monaco. | hope you are
still improving and will soon be quite
well"
| Miss Mazurka was not great for
spelling, but her heart was in the right
place, and that is something in these
degenerate days.
CHAPTER xxXvI.
III had my way" said Emily, I'D
have the grandest wedding that could
be managed. | don't believe in quiet
weddings. Why if girl can't make
Il fuss when she's married, when is she
to, should like to know"
/ Joan and she were sitting at work
together in the parlor at Vernon Cres-
cent, a litter of feminine millinery
strewing the room and filling up the
chairs.
It wanted a week only to the date
fixed for Joan's wedding, and she and
Emily was busy at the trousseau
Joan had stipulated that she would
be married in the quietest fashion, and
Mordaunt Royce, though assuming a
reluctance, had acquiesced with in
ward satisfaction.
"A week to-day, said Emily, resting
for moment and looking at Joan's
beautiful face with shrewd scrutiny.
Only week. How quietly you take
things, Ida, dear! Now if was going
to be married, should be all in a fiut-
ter But | suppose ladies aren't like
us common folks; they never get ex-
cited, not even over a wedding"
Il think they DO sometimes" saa
Joan, absently.
Hem! Why don't you. them re-
torted Emily, sharply. You don't
seem bit glad or sorry 1t might
be my wedding instead of yours
Il wish it were!" breathed Joan,
fervently.
! "What?"
Joan's face flushed as she bent over
her needle,
Il wish it were your marriage in
stead of mine. Emily" she said with
smile. You would make such a
charming little bride"
Thanks dear" said Emily; Ill re-
mind you of that compliment when
come to be married. Charming?
shall never be a patch upon Miss Ida
| Trevelyan. They always call the
bride lovely, don't they? But they'll
be within the truth this time. Oh, Mr..
Royce is a very lucky man. When
get married should like to have u
really big wedding. Let me see, what
could | have? I'd have carriage
with six white horses, with positions
in blue and silver"
Like the Prince OF Wales" said
Joan, smiling.
'Oh, ever so much grander than the
| Princes! And I'd have at least a
dozen bridesmaids in white lace and
pearls, and then I'd get Mr.. Giffard to
lend me all the banners and emblems
cut of last years pantomime and have
some people in armor to carry them.
and the chorus girls should form a
line with baskets of flowers. and I'd
have full string band in the gal.
lery-'
And a harleQuinade after the serv-
ice said Joan. That would be a the
atrical marriage with vengeance"
Emily laughed.
"And wouldn't go into the wilds OF
the country for a honeymoon! No!
catch me boring my husband and my
self to death in some outlandish spot
where il always rains. No: I'd take Il
box at each of the theaters for fort
night, and go to one of 'em every