The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1905-05-11
in a million would have been generous,

Il a ilAliiOl VIVIAN
to speak.
...Child, forFy ou are little more than that,
I forgive you. for it Is many a long day
since I saw anything so lovely" and the
elder woman took the girls pure, beautt-2
full face between her hands, and kissed
her, as IL she had been her sister.
mo wonder Lance has lost his heart
to the governess, though he has never seen
you like this, has hep she inquired, hold
ing IN one of the golden @tresses IN heCS.
hands.
mot since 1 was fifteen" was the blush
ing response. Il remembered Sapeaih
Hardcastle quite well, for he dined with
my father one evening when we were IN
Paris, and l was still a child in short
frocks; but he does not remember me,
She added.
An hour later Captain Hardcastle led
the belle of the ball into the conservatory
to rest, after her last dance with him.
Marion, for It was she, had never looked
so lovely; a pink flush was on her cheeks,
the light of love in her eyes and d joyous
elasticity in her step that had been lack
ing ever since her fathers death.
Half the men in the room We're IN love
with her, and 1T was with a thrlH OF
sisterly pride that Lady Northampton no.
ticed her brother lead the girl to a Sc
Guided niche.
.Marion, my darling, I could not wait
any longer. ynn know that all these weeks
past Z have grown tn love yon,Z1ou Know.
do you not, dear. that it is Marion, ana
not Lady Marion that want Tor my
wife,"
II know answered the girl, raising
her lovely eyes to his, SO that ne might
see the answering love to his own.
know" she continued softly, that you
loved me as the poor. middle-aged gov
erness; and, oh, Lance, l believe l haVs
loved YOU ever since that night more than
A,.,a. 700 =, or ubep yol rave me some
chocolates, because my father would not
let me go with him to the opera
MY love, my little Marion" answered
the enraptured soldier, as he folded her
lovely form in his arms. and kissed one OF
the golden curls that lay near his lips.
sBut Marion, do you really not kno"
what your ather's title was; have you no
clew?"
None" she answered, "only these three
brooches / now wear as heirlooms.
Scarcely were the words opened than
two men entered the conservatory, talk"
ing in low agitated tones. on seeing tnat
one OF them was the Earl of Montague, TOR
whom he entertained a strong dislike,
Tancelot drew his betrothed into an al
cove shaded by a huge palm tree, ana
laid his finger on his lips to enforce 81
lence.
II tell you. Castor. it must be the girl,
how else could she lave those brooches:
L L gu lhSS "a
eldest daughter Of the head of the house
to come back to the family at her mar
riage, or the coming of age OF the dauSh-
ter of the next succession.
'sThese brooches have been searched for
everywhere l know that my uncle had
them In his possession when he left Eng
land, but so cieverly did he disguise his
Identity that we have never been able to
find out what name he assumed. he may
indeed be living now, for all we can prove
} to the contrary" -,
and what is it your intention TO 90 Z:
| asked the man addressed as Castor.
DO? Why, nothing do you think that
5 after all these years l intend to try ana
: find a claimant for either the title or the
money? | am not quite such a fool, my
dear fellow"
~"Blackguard"' muttered Lancelot to
himself, " you will have to sing another
tune presently
Marion had listened brea th,essly, and
when the two men walked off, turned tc
her lover, saying:
D they mean me?"
Yes, dear, undoubtedly they meant you
those Jewels are recognized.'
Then I am
Lady Marion Montague. My darling
do you know what the world will say o
me?'' ne inquired anXiously, as he drew
her arm within his own.
But little more remains to be told
Backed by Lord Worthampton's money
the lawyer soon succeeded in provin;
Lady Marion's identity, and Lord Mon
tague had to d.sgorge a good j%ointure on
of his immense income.
Directly the case was settled, Lad,
Marion Montague became the wife of Cap
tain Lancelot Hardcastle. and was pre-
sonted at court on her marriage by he
sister-in-law, Lady Northampton, VIII
lived to bless the day when she too
a fancy to the gray-haired, young-voicc
g~overness.
As for the children, they were inconsol
able at the thought of losing her. an
their aunt's visits were always locke
forward TO as red-lctter days in the schoc
room.