Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1904-01-07
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WO fair women sat on thenverand'
MI / OF Anchorage" villa, adding thei
quota Of beauty and coloring to an idea
summer picture. The elder woman wa
but q matured prototype of her vivacioui
Il young daughter.
u NJ. Mrs. Grace Bernard did not raise hel
q eyes from bit of embroidery on which
she was making pretense of working
when she made the simple announcement
\ that .Mr. Russell Hudson, an old friend
s from the city, was at the Billow hotel
fora short stay, and in all probability
they would see quite good deal OF
him"
"You see, DEAR" she went on to explain
very indifferently of course, 'he and
were friends when I was q young girl
younger even than you, Grace, for was
q mother at your age, and-well, !
haven't seen him for 20 years"
t'Oh, then he is an elderly man"
Eyes, that is, If you consider me ell
Derby, but" blushing slightly, II am
only 80 mot SO old. Now I call .
wepan-
us he married, mother?"
oh, no, dear-he never married." and
Mrs. Demands embroidery silk sud
denly became very much entangled.
.Then he must be ugly, poor or bs'w-
legged, for"
Grace, what are you talking about1'
''Then why didn't he marry?" go.
How should know? - ~. e.
'sWell"- settling herself resignedly-
IT suppose can be prepared for week
or two of boredom. These old bachelors
are not only conceited, cratic and over
bearing. but they dangle to girls skirt
like tenacious little sand burs."
"Well, my dear, you may not ind the
sacrifice son your part SO great as you
anticipate" and there was an unusual
ring Of sarcasm in the maternal voice.
HE was poor when knew him, but is
quoted In the millions now, and million
aires, you know, can afford to be old,
ugly and bow-legged- he is none of
these-he is very handsome and"
"You forget, mother, you haven't seen
him for 20 years.. and Grace laughed
merrily. =
That's true, but hope you will be
civil, DEAR" and Mrs. Bernard seemed
suddenly to discover urgent duties
within doors, and hustled away, leaving
her daughter to gaze dreamily out over
the blue waters of the Atlantic, as they
glistened and ripple in the morning sun
shine. ..... ..-
She was tall, fair and graceful, with
the expectancy and joyousness of youth
in face, voice and manner. She was now
what her mother had been 20 years ago,
when she, too, had life lying before her,
with all the snares, thorns and pitfalls
hidden meath the roses. When the world,
once her playground had become her
kingdom, and with the egotism that is
pardonable in beautiful, spoilt and
pampered young girl, she felt she had but
to stretch, forth her hand and gather or
reject the desires and opportunities of
life. Nothing was impossible she had
never been denied! Happiness and COM
fort. riches and power, were hers by right
Of beauty and birth, and it would seem
everything had been made subservient
TO her wishes, through mothers love
and q fathers gold.
Reaching her own room, Mrs. Bernard
restlessly paced it's length, nervously
clasping and unclasping her hands and
anon laughing softly to herself.
'Grace fears he will burden her with
She doesn't understand, of
course -but-but what if! Oh, no.
am foolish! Positively jealous of my
own child!"
The greatest battles of life are not
always fought mid the blare of trumpet,
the roll of drum, the screaming Of bullets
the din of the lannon's roar. Over
20 years ago young girls tender love
had been arrayed against paternal will,
and with a bleeding heart and outraged
privileges, she had been torn from the
embrace of her first love, and in the
guise of wifehood, delivered prisoner
into an old mans keeping, whose wealth
her father deemed far more desirable
than a pennyless youths devotion. She
and Russell Hudson had not parted in
singer. He accepted defeat as inevita-
BILE, yet knowing he possessed what her
husband might never hope for-her I'M
divided love.
Fortune had smiled on him in the two
decades of separation, and on reaching
New York after a sojourn of several
years abroad, inquiry led to the revela-
ton that Mrs. Bernard had for two years
been a widow. Being man of leisure,
what could be more natural than few
days outing at we'll known summer
resort? Sentiment scarcely actuated his
so much as curiosity. How
did she look, and well-how did she feel
toward him! Perhaps there yet smoul-
dered within the recesses of her heart a
spark of affection for him, that needed
only his presence to kindle it into per-
feet conf1agration of passion. In fact
he did not doubt it. g.. -.
Men may forget their VOWS Of love-
sentiment is easily eliminated in the con-
nict for gain in which they daily engage,
but q woman's love once bestowed, must
- q f.