Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-12-12


wretched and dreary death is always
that of the wording who has never
thought CT the time when he must die.
Candidly speaking, my lord, nothing
can be done for his body, and l fear
but little for his mind
We will draw a curtain over that
death-bed they who were present
ended at last, and the man who reaped
never forgot it. The awful scene
as he had sown went to his judgment.
CHAPTER xxxv.
1t was not until Stephen Hurst had
been dead for some hours that the
mystery of that fatal mistake flashed
across Lord Bayenham's mind. He
remembered how he had gone into
his wife's room and told her he knew
all, meaning that he knew she had
been in the Lady's Walk. She doubt
less thought by that expression he
knew all the secret of her parentage
and her fathers sin.
that careless conversation, when the
poor child asked him what he should
do, if, after marriage, he discovered
he had made a mistake in his wife,
and he replied jestingly, Such a one
must go home to her friends How
blind and stupid he had been not to
remember all this beforel She clasp
ed her hands when he told her he
knew all, and asked If she was to go.
If he had but remained with her ten
minutes longer, all would have been
explained; now he began to fear he
should never see her again.
Lord Bayenham behaved nobly to
his wife's father. He kept his secret.
No will was found, and he made no
claim upon that large fortune. For
the sake of money he would not be-
tray in death a secret the unhappy
man had sacrificed SO much to keep
AS friend, be attended to his funeral,
and went as chief mourner; but never
by one word did he hint that Paul Full.
ton was other than he had appeared.
For two days the papers made the
most of the fatal accident, and all
fashionable London was concerned for
one day and forgot it the next. Lady
Grahame was very sorry, and much
distressed. Tt seemed such a sad
thing she said to everybody; "he
was handsome man, and so very
agreeable"
In few days Lady Grahame recov-
cred from the effects of the shock,
and, strange to say, that very year
she met the Duke of Laleham, who
was charmed by her manners, and
love of comfort in which he rivalled
her. She is now Duchess of Laleham;
and once. in confidential mood was
heard to say to Miss Lowe that, after
all, she believed there was a special
Providence in poor Mr.. Fulton S
death"
Lord Bayneham redoubled his efforts
TO discover his wife, but they were all
in vain; he could find no trace of her;
1T seemed as though she had disap-
peared from the face of the earth.
The detective said he had never been
baffied before, but was baffied now.
From the time the ticket-collector
had seen her in Euston Square she
disappeared. People began to smile
at the advertisements, they were SO
common. But all and everything was
in vain; silence, and mystery dark as
night, shrouded the fate of the young
Countess of Bayneham.
Lord Bayneham returned home.-he
was anxious to clear the memory of
! his beloved wife from even the least
cloud of suspicion. Barbara Earle
shed warm tears of love and pity when
| she heard the story. The countess
was more touched than she cared to
own; both saw clearly how the mis-
take had arisen. Relieving that her
husband knew all her secret, and
/ could not pardon her, Lady Hilda had
left the home where she thought her
self no longer loved or esteemed.
! They now understood all that had
seemed mysterious; the young Lady
/ of Bayneham had stood. as it were. be.
tween two fres.-she could not be.
tray her father. and dared not clear
| herself from the suspicion that had
been aroused.
1T should be a lesson" said ar
bara Earle, musingly "One ought
never to judge from appearances-l
never will again"
What shall you do. Claad?" asked
Lady Bayneham, after a short pause.
Il do not know, mother" he repliei
sadly IF l please myself. should
give up the search and die. am
worn out with fatigue and sorrow: l
see no hope of finding my dear wife
| again. But, as you have often re-
minded me. the mon of my race never
despair: | must live on, and bear my
life, I suppose"
Barbara's eyes filed with tears rs
she gazed upon the sad. worn face.
Was II for this she had sacrificed her
love and her happinessr Better for
her cousin IL this fair-faced girl had
never crossed his path He was fear