Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-10-31

were dead. He did not dare to claim
her Calm reflection told him such a
step would bring nothing but disgrace
upon him, for it would entail the reyel-
alton of the past life.
II eneyer blamed himself. He felt
no remorse for the sins and follits
which separated him from nis only
child as much as death could have
done He said hard words; railing at
his fate, reviling all and everything
but himself. He had to bear the
knowledge of his secret in silence; to
have revealed it would have been to
betray himself. But he knew how to
keep his secret; with the strong force
of his will he drove the thought frors
his mind. He refused to entertain it,
and gave himself up to tie amusement
of others. Before long he was consid-
erer the life of the little party assem-
bled. His droll stories, his inimitable
mimicry, his vivid power of dss Grip
ton, his brilliancy and wit, won upon
every one. He made the Countess of
Bayneham laugh more in one week
than she had ever done before Any
one who felt dull or out of spirits I'm
mediately sought Mr. Fulton. He
avoided Lady Hilda, and if he could
help it he never looked into the lovely.
pure, young face; he never conversed
with her, never sought her society as
he did others. He tried all means in
his power to lay the ghost that
haunted him, but in vain.
His own, only child" the words
were ever ringing in his ear. He
heard them above the ordinary con-
verse of everyday life, and above the
noise and shouts of the election; they
We're never out of his ears.
Paul Fulton resolved to fly. He had
met and conquered all his enemies:
but one stole upon him unawares: and
that was, love for the fair and gentle
lady who was his child When the
election was ended he determined to
leave, and never come near Bayneham
for some time.
The election did end at last. and
Albert Carlyon, Esq, was returned by
a triumphant majority, thanks to the
untiring energy of Lord Bayneham
and Mr. Fulton. Then the guests who
had been together began to speak of
leaving. BERTHE had duties-he must
go; Mr.. Fulton declared that he had
imperative business, but he yielded to
his hosts entreaties and promised to
remain for four days longer.
That promise altered Paul Fulton's
life, and brought years of sorrow and
misery to his innocent daughter. He
began to love her: men may be blind.
foolish, or cruel, but Nature must
speak; there were times when the
strong, false man longed for one word
from his daughters lips,-longed to
clasp her in his arms and tell her she
was his own, only child He raved at
himself for the thought Should he
wreck the reputation he had SO care
fully and assiduously won, by one mo-
ment's weakness? No, he would leave
danger and Bayneham far behind him.
That very afternoon Lord Bayneham
and BERTHE Carlyon had gone out for
ramble together, and Mr.. Fulton had
been assisting Miss Earle in trans
planting some very choice slips given
to her. By some unknown accident
ne contrfved to inflict a pretty severe
wound upon one of his fingers, whilst
Lady Hilda was standing near.
The wound, slight though it was,
bled profusely Mr.. Fulton, like many
other people, could bear pain, but the
sight of blood unnerved him. He
turned sick and faint, and leaned
against the wall for support.
Il have some adhesive plaster said
Barbara Earle. 81 will fetch it in a
moment" and she disappeared as she
spoke
Lady Hilda gazed pityingly at the
handsome face blanched with fear.
Let me bind it up for you," she
said, until Miss Earle returns"
She went up to him and took the
wounded hand in her own. AS she
stopped to fasten the handkerchief
round it, her golden hair touched him,
the warm soft fingers held his own so
gently. the fair face was so sweet with
its plying look-and she was his own,
only child. He forgot all danger and
everything else in the world, save that
she was the little child whom he had
held in his arms; he bent down and
kissed the golden head dropping near
him. Then his heart died within him
when he found what he had done.
Lady Hilda started up, her face
glowing with burning blush. ner eyes
fun Of indignant fire; but it was no
look of love that met her; Mr.. Fulton's
face was unutterably sad. She was
about to exclaim, when he said. Flush.
my dear, AS you value your own hap
piness be silent IL knew your
mother years ago, and you looked like
her then"
Miss Earle returned before Lady
Hilda had time TO speak. She looked
with aTaze at the strange expression
of that fair young face. but made no
remark: she bandaged the wound care
fully and then both ladias vritbAro,-