Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1905-11-11
The Doctors wife
8v MISS N. r. BRADDoN
CHAPTER 1N.--0'on,inucd.)
BV MSS N. r. BRADDON


Raymond knew and was even familiar
with these beings. Yes; bcings.-crea-
lures Of that remote sphere which she
only knew In her dreams. Standing
near the portrait. she venturcd to look
very tmidly toward these radiant crca-
turcs.
What did she see? \ young man half
reclining In the deep embrasurc OF u
window. with the summer sunshine be-
hind him and the summer breczcs Hut
tpfing his loose brown hair--that dark.
rich brown which Is only a warmer
kind Of blnck. She saw n man upon
whom benefcent' or capr.cious nature.
In some fantastic moment. had lavishci
MI the gifts that men most covet. thai
women most admire She saw one of
the handsomest faces ever seen since
Napoleon. the young conqucror of Italy.
first dazzled rcgcncratcd France: u kind
Of face that Is only familiar To us In
few old Italian portraits: u beautiful.
dreamy. perfect face, exquisite nike in
fern and color.
Yes. capricious nature had showercd
her gifts upon Roland Iansdcll. She
had made him handsome. anu had at.
tuned his voice to low. melodious
music, and had made him sufficiently
clever. and beyond all this had be-
slowed upon him that subtle attitude
Of grace which she. aud she alone. can
bestow. He was always graceful. In.
voluntarily and uDconsciously he fell
into harmonious attitudes.
The lady who was called Gwcn,lolinc
put up her eycglass 10 look at another
picture. and In that attitude Isabel had
time to contemplate her, and saw that
IA. go, sUus asOf,,1 oud chat II, nvorv
fold Of her simple dress--it was only
muslin, but quite different fabric to
1sabcl's muslin--thcre was an indcscrib-
able harmony, which stamped her rs
the creature Of that splendid sphere
which the girl only knew In her books.
George came In while his wife was
looking ut Gwcndolinc. and Mr.. Ray
uord Suddenly remembered the young
couple whom he had taken upon him.
self to chapcron.
II must Introduce you to some new
friends Of mine. Roland" he said: "and
when you are III you must send for Mr..
Gilbert. Of Graybridgc. who, am given
to understand, Is a very clever surgeon
and whom I know to have tho best
moral region ever had under my hand.
Gilbert. my dear boy, this IL Roland
Ransdcll. Miss Gwendolinc. Mrs. Gil.
bcrt--Mr. Lansdcll. But you know
something about my friend Roland, I
think; don't you. IsabclY"
Mrs. Gilbert bowed and smiled and
blushcd In pleasant bcwilderment. To
be introduced 10 two beings In this on.
hand manner was almost too much for
Mr.. Sleaford's daughter.
A faint perfume Of jasmine and orange
blossoms hoatcd toward her from Gwen.
ANet -. ka 80 H.
zee the fair.haircd lady who smiled mt
her. and tho dark.haired gentleman who
had risen at her approach. through an
Odorous mist that confused her senses.
II think you know something Of my
friend Roland" Mr.. Raymond repeated:
''eh. my dearY'
"Oh. mo. indeed" Isabel Sammcr.
cd: II never saw"
"You never saw him before to-day"
answered Mr.. Raymond. laying his hand
on the young mans shoulder with kind
Of protecting tenderness In the gesture.
"But you've read his verses: those prct-
~ drawing room Byronics, refined and
anslIcixed, that you told me you were
90 fond of--don't you remember asking
me who wrote tho verses, Mrs. Gilbert?
] told you the Allen was n country
squire; and hero he is--a squire Of high
degree, as the old ballad has It."
Isabel's heart gave a great throb. and
her pale face flushed all over with q
faint carnation. To be introduced to a
Being was something. but to be intro.
duced to Being who was also poet,
and the very poet whose rhapso,lics were
her last and favorite idolatry! She
could rot speak.
Before shc could recover her confusion
Mr.. Raymond had hooked his arm
through that Of Roland Lansdcll, and the
two men had walked on together, talking
with considerable animation. Isabel was
left by the open window with Gwendolinc
and George. whose common sense pro-
served him serene and fearless In the
presence Of these superior creatures.
"You like my cousins poetry, then,
Mrs. 0ilbertT' said Gwcndoline.
Her cousin! The dark.haircd being
was cousin to this fair.haired being In
the Partisan bonnet, white chin bon.
net with just one feathery sprig Of noun.
tain heather. and the broad, thick, white
silk strings tied under an aristocra tic
china determined chin, Mr.. Raymond
would have told Isabel.
Mrs.. Gilbert took heart Of grace, now
that Roland Lansdell was out Of hear.
Ing. and said. "Oh, yes; she was very,
very fond Of the ALIENS Dreams;' they
were 30 sweetly pretty"
Eyes. they are pretty" Lady Gwen.
doline said. seating herself by the win.
dow, and playing with her bonnet strings
a. she spoke; ''they are very graceful.
DO sic down, Mrs. Gilbert; these show
places are SO fatigulng. ] am waiting
for papa, who Ia talking politics with
some people In the HALL. ! am very glad
you like R0lands verses"
Lady Gwendolne's papa came In pres.
emily to look for his daughter. He was
General Angus PierrepOnt Pomphrey, but
he wore black coat and gray trousers,
just like other people. aud had thick
boots.
He said. "IIaw, hum-yes. to be sure,
my dear" when GwendOline told him
that she was ready to so home; "been
talking to Witherston---very good fel,
low, WitherstOn, very gentlemanly young
fler, the SOM" and then he went to look
for Roland. whom he found In the next
room with Charles Raymond. and then
Gwendollne wished Isabel good morning
and said something very kind to the Of
feet that they should most likely meet
again before long, Lowlands being sC
near Graybridge; and then the Genera
offered his arm To hiR dnuehter