Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1907-03-08

noor bu brd not tthisah not this gasped the
nave TO wander over the face of the earth
AFRAID TO show himself because-he is
She shuddered with agony as she mo
nounced the word one pro-
But, madam, have you not heard? Mr.
a aoaia is S, doing well; he will soon be out
crosses well and steadily" pio
Inc reaction was 100 great for Fedore
win stlhed cry she fell back in her chair .
sWoonlng for the second time that day
Once more it was Fedore's birthday. but
ainerent one to the last. The snow was
softly. falling, and already a fair white
carpet covered the earth A young girl
clad In black gown, with white furs GOV,
erlng ner neck, was roaming the grounds
OF very sad day, and though Fedore Moly
neux, for the sake of others, tried her hard
est to look bright and gay, inwardly her
heart was sore and bleeding
This winter her mother and herself decided
to spend at home. 1t was all the same to
Fedore where they went or what they did
would never return, for never one word
had she heard of or from Julian Horley
during the long, dreary twelve months that
had passed.
Ferdinand Horley reigned at Southam
Hail. Everyone said Julian would never
never come back. The disgrace would be
to his cousin, as the only compensation for
the great and grevious wrong he had done
him.
Ferdinand Horley was not backward with
his visits to Wilton House, but he rarely, if
ever, got a sight of Fedore. She always
seemed to know by intuition when he was
expected, and cleverly as possible man
aged to be out of the way. But this morn
ing as she roamed along, choosing for her
self the path where the snow did not lie
deeply, she suddenly looked up and found
Ferdinand HOrIeV
her. Yes, and he did not mean to let her
escape him this time. That was plainly
visible from his face.
"Fedore!' he exclaimed, stretching out
eager hand of welcome. why, what
stranger you are to me! Do you know 1
have hardly spoken to you all the summer?
Surely you do not lay to my door the miser-
able quarrel of last year? But you are
totally altered toward me-
With scornful curl of her lip the
young girl snatched her hand out of his
grasp.
cheek glowing. 1T is what should ever
wish to be; AS to laying, at your door the
quarrel of last year''-her tongue was
do that, as it is there already"
Ferdinand Horley, being in perfect ig.
norance as to Clara's part in the affair OF
for Fedore's words. A bitter suspicion
crossed him that Julian had written to her.
Perhaps she even knew of his Whereabouts,
and was corresponding with him.
"Of course you would take his part
against me- he said sadly. ''The one who
is in the wrong always gets the most SYM
pathy But, considering he confessed to
the deed himself, and begged my forgive
ness, what more is there to say? But per-
haps you have heard from Julian? He has
made you a confdante 2?
Her face blazed with anger.
81 have not had one word or line from
him !" she retorted quickly II know no
h1 hn iG dn0d
or alive But I do know this, it was be-
cause you tainted him beyond endurance
that he committed the fatal deed OF wound
ing you. But he had provocation Deny
it if you dare
II do deny it, most emphatically!" was
his reply, and his face was pale. DO not
expect pity or sympathy from me ne +a Look
and Fedore saw long, livid scar upon ms
brow GAS long as 1 bear this mark, do
you think I can feel peaceably towards the
you know about t?'' -
"A great DEAL" was the reply. Fedore,
with her hand upon her s bosom was tha str vow
know of. I have the word OF one VINO
heard part of your quarrel what ala you
say, Ferdinand Horley, to make your cousin
50 angry? What were the words he or
dered you to unsay, or else take the chance
of his just anger? What were those
words?" ,on,od
uneasiIy 'Some little quarrel or m1sun-
Outstanding, / suppose? But nothing Sc
rious; nothing to make Julian fly into Mt,
devil of rage, and try to brain me
II know what they WERE, Fedore re-
turned calmly ''They were about me. You
dared to speak disparagingly of me. and
Julian Horley, being a gentleman ana
friend of mine, resented the insult
He tried to laugh the matter off, but her
words had gone home into his soul. In.
wardIy he was quivering with anger. That
Stiles;s girl should have dared to make
such mischief; Stiles should know OF it,
and. unless he kept her mouth closed, he
should receive further quarterly pay