Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1905-08-24
leaf and incrednlons ear.

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All that she knows is that months
ago Heron had gone to the seat of war
that battles had been fought, forts
taken, men slain; and vague horror
has fallen upon her that she will never
see hel son again.
No word CT self.reproach passes her
proud lips, but within her proud heart
she longs-absolutely longs for Samuel
Dalton to be still prosperous and liv-
ins, and his daughter her sons wife.
IF he had married her," she muir,
murs to herself, as she lies in the still
watches Of the night-"if he had mar.
ried her, he would have settled down,
and | should have seen him happy, and
had him near me Would to Heaven
he had married her!"
Yes it had come to this now. that
the naughty old woman would receive
May penniless and ruined as she is
would even welcome her with open
arms.
For, with all her pride, Lady Letch-
fcrd Is no fool, and pondaring and
thinking, she has guessed during these
weary months what 1t is that has made
Heron desperate, and sent him to a
probable death.
But never a word of this escapes her
lips Even when Rose Vavasour speaks
confidently of Herons return and soft.
~ muImurs OF the approaching mar
riage, the old lady utters no prophecy,
male no wall; only at times when the
beauty mentions his name, mentions it
&c If he were on some pleasure trip
On the continent the old lady looks
up with a glance or sad presentiment,
ana Rose Vayasour will take no count
Of glances, and will not even listen to
Vane's vague mulmurs of uneasiness-
ard, to tell the truth, Nane is growing
both anxious and 4earful.
Scarcely day passes bat he looks
in and inquiries If they have heard any
tidings of the missing man, and when
Lady Lctchford 3loomily shakes her
head the beauty invariably laughs.
Heard? No, We don't expect to
hear, my dear Nane. Heron always
was the worst correspondent in the
more than he does We shan't hear,
we shall see, give him another
month by that time he will have
grown tired Of the whole eXecrable
business and b. tearing home by the
quickest route and so heartily sick of
he Turks ana the Russians that We
enant get word from him about it."
AND VanC invariably gnaws his
musDachc and looks down at his boots
and takes his departure in silence,
Not only to Nane, but to al other in
qdiIies, and they are many, the beauty
gives the same answer, ana the world
in which she moves. the little world
Of the upper ten wonders and shrugs
It's shoulders.
"A rare high-sprited one, the Naya-
sour" says the duke to Cornyale.
Locks very much as If Ictchford had
become food for powder, and Yet she
cont show a sign, no mourning bride
about her," and the famous, or in
famous. marquis shows his cNquisitely
, made set of teeth in a significant smile.
"Thc sCrt Of woman | admire don't
, wear her heart upon her sleeve for
DAVIS like YOU to peck at, duke, As for
the fellow, lac doesn't know when he's
got a good thing Ho'll come back
ard hud he's lost if he don, take
, are" adds her aImirer,
No, the beauty is not one to wear
her heart upcn her sleeves, not even
ner maid knows or guesses anything
~ the long, weary hours IN which,
when all is still in the great house,
the famous beauty PAGES, With noise
less feet. up ami down her bedroom,
tortured Ivy Wild anxiety and cease.
less longing,
Tonight, ignorant that he is almost
within reach Of her. she comes into
the drawing room, dressed for the last
, Vail OF the season,
She Is magnlhcently dressed, dia,
monds CLEAN In her yellow hair and
, rise and fail en- her white neck, so eX.
Gulste picture does she make as she
, stands In the soft light OF the shaded
lamp that Lady IetChford, as she turns
ana looks at her. cannot help but won,
, Ger that any man should leave So rad
, liant and beautiful creature for wild
life Of hardship and peril
, Where are YOU going tonight,
Rose" she asks listlessly, touch of
, reproach in her voice.
Surely this girl cannot love the alb.
sent man or she could not thus array
herself in his absence.
40 Lady Cranehrooks,' replied the
beauty 1T IS the last ball What we
shall do aftcrward | know not Die of
cnnul, suppose DO YOU mind my 80.
ing Say the word and vii stay.
10 rot care for it,"
The old lady shakes her head
No, 90. by MI means. 1t is fortu.
nate you can eujoy Yourself as YOU do
under the circumstances"