Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1905-09-14

staring at him. And so | was-and
that will seem so cruel to him, poor
fellow"
What is cruel? Which poor fell
low" demanded Lisle.
Some one who has just got out of
the fly, dear-a cripple, poor fellow.
and he saw me watching him." AMI
she sighed again.
En-" said Lisle, as if he were try
ing to remember something. "Ah, yes.
| remember. Mrs. Whiting told me
that he was expected some time to,
day They had telegram saying he
was coming"
HE? Who" said Leslie, going
back to the window.
,Who?" repeated Isle, as II he
were heartily sorry he had continued
the subject why, this young man.
Dear me, forgot his name and title"
I Title? Poor fellow! Is he noble
man, papa? That makes it seem so
much worse, doesn't it?"
Upon my word, my dear, l do not
wish to appear dense, but haven't the
/ least idea of what you are talking
about, and-he went on more quickly,
as If he feared she was going to ex,
plain-'it doesn't matter. Pray sing
something, and-and DO not let us
worry about things which do not con.
Germ u.s."
Leslie began to sing without another
word.
CHAPTER ii.
The crippled young man with the as,
sistance of his companion, made his
way into the sittingroom OF Marine
Villa. An invalids chair was landed
from the top of the fly and carried in,
and he sank into it with a faint sigh
Leave me, Grey" he said. when
Lord Auchester comes let him come to
me at once; and, Grey, be good enough
to remember what | told you"
Yes, your grace" said the man.
Then as his master lifted the soft
brown eyes with gentle reproach, ne
added, correcting himself:
yes, sir"
That Is better. Thanks
The valet unlocked a morocco travel
ing-case and took out a vial and medi-
cine glass.
The medicine, your gra-sir,
mean"
All yes; forgot Thank you.
Thanks. Let me know when his lord
n a s{tynC 10
more"
The valet went out shutting the door
softly after him, and his master loaned
his head upon his hand and closed his
eyes.
Fate had dealt very strangely with
TINS young man. With one hand it had
showered upon him most of the gifts
which the sons of men set high store
by. 1t had made him duke. given
him palaces, lands, money in such
abundance as to be almost burden;
and with the other hand, as If in scorn-
fun derision of the thing called man.
Fate had struck him one of those
blows under which humanity is
him, when child, slip from her arms,
and the great Duke of Rothbury was
doomed to go through life a stun, ed
and crooked-bacll object, with the
grim figure of Pain always standing by
his side; with the bitter knowledge
that not all his wealth could prevent
the people he met in the street regard
ing him with curious and plying
chances; with The bitter sense that the
poorest laborer on his estate enjoyed
better lot than his, and was more to be
envied tnan himself.
He sat perfectly motionless tor some
minutes, then he opened his eyes and
started slightly. Leslie had just be-
gun to sing.
He wheeled his chair to the window
and let 1t open gently, and keeping be-
hind the curtains, listened with evi-
dent pleasure
The sound was still floating across to
him when a young man came march.
ing up the street.
Youth Is glorious thing under any
circumstances, but when 1t Is COM
bined with perfect health, good tenn.
per, handsome face, and a stalwart
form 1t is god-like in its force anil in.
fuence.
The little narrow street OF Port
maris seemed somehow to grow
brighter and wider as the young man
strobe up 1t, his well-knit form sway.
ing a lit to the right and left, his
well,shaped head perfectly poised, his
bright eyes glancing here and there
with intelligent interest, the pleasure
loving lips whistling softly from sheer
ightheartedness.
He stopped as he came opposite Sea
View and listened to Leslie's song,
nodding his head approvingly; then
he caught sight of the Marine Villa"
or the opposite house, and walked
straight into the little hall.
"Halloo, Grey" he said. and his
voice rang out loudly and imperiously.
hut with that golden clear timbre