Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1904-04-02

bear from me tomorrow
And once more her spirits rose She
could not imagine what was going to
happen. nor what plans Ambrose might
be making. but she felt that she would
rlsk anything, dare anything, to prevent
the unholy marriage taking place.
Iris unhappiness suddenly developed
to dangerous proportions. That evening
Jonas Jellifer struck her more than ever
as being dreadful man. and. in her
simple, unsophistieated way, she com
Jared him TO Mrs. Hetling's friend. whom
she had entertained in the afternoon.
he next day she startled her uncle by
imploring him to set her free from her
engagement
Il will do anything only say I need
not marry Mr.. Jellifer!n she cried.
Uncle, have pity on me! l hate him
SOL"
Beresford paled with anger. and secret.
ly he was a little alarmed at her unex-
peeted outburst She had altered
strangely since she had left Fieldholme.
1t almost seemed as though she had al
ready begun to understand some of the
mysteries of the life to which she had
hitherto been shut out
You are only wasting time he an
swered, with forced calm. Il have told
you more than once that this marriage
Is necessary. You cannot expect TO have
everything and give nothing. l might
have left you to starve long ago."
Iris looked at him agonizedly.
why did my father leave me moth
ing?" she asked him, fiercely. HE was
rich-why did he leave me to be a bur
den ON you?''
There are many things You could
never understand" Beresford answered,
avoiding her gaze uneasily. Il really
cannot discuss your fathers affairs with
you now!"
is there no other way can repay
you but by marrying Mr.. Jellifer?" she
said, after painful silence.
None whatever"
Uncle" she cried, piteously, "why are
you so hard on me? Why don't you love
me little? l am so lonely You can't
imagine how feel about everything!"
You are very silly girl" he said,
coldly, loosening his arm from her touch.
And, what is more, you are becoming
hysterical 1t doesn't suit you. Take
my advice and check it-hysterical WON
en- are abominable. Your marriage will
take place on Friday. There is no need
to discuss the subject further"
And, to avoid doing so, he left the
room without delay.
When Mrs. Hetling returned, she found
Iris sobbing her heart out on the sofa.
Fastening to her side, she inquired the
cause of her grief.
Iris threw her arms round her govern
ess' neck and buried her tear stained face
in the kind womans shoulder.
Don't leave me-" she sobbed. Don't
go away from me! Don't let Mr.. Jellifer
take me from you! I am afraid of him,
and | want to stay with you'll"
Mrs. Hetling held the girl closely to
her, and her own sad eyes filled with
tears as she caressed the fair little head
of her charge She could not answer.
Her position was difficult one. She
knew that it was her duty to be loyal to
her employer. and to chide the girl for
rebelling against his treatment of her:
but, on the other hand, Iris was very
dear to her, and, look at it as she might,
she could not see this proposed marriage
in any light but crime.
Ambrose Ostin had told her that Mr..
Jellifer was n money lender of the worst
type. Therefore, it was quite obvious to
her that Iris was being sold to the jew
in order to benefit her uncle. If, how
ever, Iris did not marry Jellifer, she
would be assuredly sent out into the
world to earn her own living, and what
would become of her then? Poor Mrs
Hotling was at her wits end to know
how to save the child-for she was but
Z child, despite her nineteen years!
Don't cry, dearest" she said sooth.
ingly. ut may be all for the best
who can tell"
But Iris was in very agony of de-
spair.
After Friday shall be with him and
far away from you. They won't let me
keep YOU with me, and | don't know
what l shall do. Oh, Mrs. Hetling, must
marry Mr. Jellifer?"
Mrs. Hetlmg answered merely with an
other caress. How could she say "No."
unless-her heart thrilled with expecta-
ton. She had forgotten. in the turmoil,
of the moment, all that her new-fornd
friend had said; yet his last letter was
in her pocket.
Trust me and wait" he had written,
and he loved Iris, loved her with all the
fervor ana passion of young, romantic
spirit. He would never see her sacrificed.
Mrs. Hetling's arm frightened round
the girl as she reflected on the possibili-
ties of the case, and she mentally vowed
there and then that, if Ambrose found a
way TO save Iris, she would give him all
the assistance iii her power.