Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-12-19
aunt" urged Mss Earle.

endure the name or I q thought OF
home. If he returned for my sake.
and evil came of it, could never for
give myself. There is nothing for il
but patience, and patience comes bu:
slowly to one like me-"
Let me write and tell him so,
aunt" urged Miss Earle.
Barbara Earle had many anxieties /.
it was three years since her cousin
left his home and BERTHE had asked
her to be his wife,-three years; and
then she told her lover she was willing
to be his wife, but they must wait un-
It'll the cloud had passed from Bayne-
ham. But it deepened instead OF
passing; still BERTHE never complained.
He respected her wish, and never
urged his own; and Barbara knew, by
instinct, all that he felt. The last
time he came to Bayneham he looked
tired and worn. His labors accumu-
lated, and there was no one to cheer
Or sympathize with him. He Iongea
for the time when that noble, soul-ii1
face should shine in his own home;
and Barbara read the longing in his
eyes She had learned to love MIN
dearly and well, though not, as in
early youth, she had loved her cousin,
for she was a woman now; and it was
a woman's love she gave to BERTHE
Carlyon. He was dearer to her than
her cousin had ever been. She did
not like that resigned, sorrowful ex-
preston on his face. Her duty, she
felt, was to him, yet it was utterly
impossible that she should leave her
aunt
thinking deeply Thought became
action; she went to her writing table,
and wrote letter to Lord Bayneham
1t was a sweet, womanly letter and
in it she told him of BERTHE Canyons
love,-of her engagement to him. and
OF her inability to fulfill it until he
returned home and once more took
his place in the world.
There was a time" wrote Barbara,
II pray you to pardon me il I remind
you Of it. when, for your happiness.
J sacrificed all the hope of happiness
| had in life; / ask but little in return,
and that little is the sacrifice of some
morbid feeling. | ask you to return
home. Your mother wants her son, your
country wants one of her ablest and
truest sons; and Claud, Dertie wants
me-"
THAT will be irresistible" said Bar.
bara Earle to herself, with a smile.
"He will never tolerate the thought
that he is keeping us apart, and my
aunt win have her son.
Barbara judged rightly, Lord
Bayneham could not withstand that
appeal He remembered the time
when Barbara had generously gwen
him his freedom, trampl.ng under .oot
her own love and regret. Now ons
who loved her, and was worthy of her,
had won her; and he, in his turn, must
sacrifice himself as she had done.
The appeal was slccessful.-Lady
Bayneham was almost beside herself
with delight when she received let
ter from her son, saying that he in
tended soon to return, and resume the
duties he had so long neglected. Bar
bara said nothing Of her letter, and
the countess congratulated herself
that her wishes. had guided her son.
There was but tile said when he
arrived. for both mother and cousin
were startled at his appearance. He
no longer looked III. but there was an
air of settled melancholy on his face
that told of his sorrow more express
lively than any words could have
done. He wore deep mourning,-a
fact which startled Lady Bayneham.
Before separating on the evening OF
his arrival, she went up to him. ana,
laying her hand gently upon him
asked him why It was.
Hush, mother" he replied in a
broken voice,-"do not talk about it.
wear black for my wife: IL she had
been living l should have found her
ere this. | believe her to be dead.
but do not speak of her,-I cannot
bear 1t yet"
Lady Baynehars Quilted the room,
leaving her son alone with his cousin.
Barbara" said Lord Bayneham,
"why did you not tell me tbs before
have returned in obedience to your
wish. Why have you kept this secret
from me?'
"we could not think of love or
happiness while you are in sorrow,
she replied II saw my aunt wasting
away. Berthe said nothing. but his
look touched my heart Everything
was going wrong--so sent for you
Il am glad OF II" replied her cousin;
land now that the first shosk of sac
ing the old place is over, am glad 10
be az home"
As we are alone" said Barbara, -
have something that | wish to say TO
YOU. Claud. YOU must rouse yourself,
- you have sunk in a sea OF sorrow;
this must not be. Trouble makes he
roes of some men and towards OF