Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-08-08
Lady buttons Ward
Continued.
BY BERTHA NJ. CLAY.

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quite right. She had taken this young
girl from her own natural sphere of
life; she had taken her from her par
ents an brought her up in the midst
of luxury and wealth as her own
child. Had she done well in trying
to alter and shape a human destiny to
suit her own purposes? Should she
not have been contented and resigned
when her great bereavement came?
These questions haunted her at inter-
walls; but even had she been wrong it
was too late now to undo what was
done. The cottage from which she
had taken her could never again be a
home for the graceful, accomplished
girl, whose every word and action was
full of refinement The beautiful
young peasant mother could never
now take her right place as superior
TO her child
1t is a serious thing to undertake
to shape out or alter a destiny, and
so Lady Hutton felt It. But her
plans were all arranged; she hoped
that Hilda would preserve her beauti.
full child-like simplicity; nothing like
1t was ever seen in the great world.
AS soon as she reached her seven
teenth year, Lady Hutton intended TAX.
ing her to London With her beauty
and prospects, lovers in plenty would
surround her, and from them Lady
thing different from the general run OF
noblest and the best; but not one word
of these plans did she ever mention
to Hilda.
Her heart will be untouched, -
thought Lady Hutton; her fancy will
be free. If I use my influence, she
win marry whom | please, and that
will be the most eligible man who
presents himself She will be some
thigh different from the general run of
young ladies'. / shall have no trouble
some love affairs with her"
With her talents and wealth Lady
Hutton could do much, but she could
not control fate.
Once, and once only, had the girl
"FfNNN any qhNGtiOh5 dbOuL HGF par
ents
Mamma she said one day TO the
stately mistress of Brynmar, "a am
not your very own daughter, am To-
Who has been talking such non.
sense to you. Hilda?" was the i'm
patient question.
"Elspie, your old housekeeper," re.
piled Hilda. She says | am your
adopted daughter. and that have an.
other mother living away from here. -
'Elspie will leave Brynmar If |
hear of any more gossiping," said
Lady Hutton .haughtily. Listen to
me, Hilda. You are my dear adopted
child: no one else In this world has
any claim upon you. ! had a little
daughter of my own once, and when
she was taken from me, you supplied
her place. You have no friend but
myself"
Lady Hutton" said the young girl
earnestly, who was my mother? Tell
me something of her"
'i '"'i So"iiS lave WIS pdle ana
wistful
There is nothing to tell you. my
dear replied Lady Hutton: "she was
my friend-we were children together
i adopted you; and surely, Hilda.
you want no one else save me?'
Seeing that the very mention of the
matter agitated and annoyed Lady
Hutton, Hilda never alluded to Il
again; and as years passed on. and
she grew older, the fact that she was
only the adopted daughter Of her
stately benefactress grew more vague
and indistinct
1t was pleasant life when Hilda
reached her sixteenth year, for then
Lady Hutton dismissed her governess
and masters.
You must give yourself up to
reading now,' she said. for a few
months, and then will take you into
what you will think another world.
The large library was thrown open.
and Lady Hutton selected the books
ter-pieces of poetry and prose that en-.
chanted her, Such reading was the
one thing wanted 10 complete and per.
feet her.
The beautiful young face which
bent over the volumes was a poem in
itself. 1t changed with every thought
sometimes glowing bright and radi.
ant, again sorrowlll and half sad
From the fairy world of poetry and
romance she learned something OF the
mysteries of life. the mystery of hu.
man love and human suffe-ing-never
dreaming IL would one day reach her
One beautiful morning In May, Hllda
rose earlier than usual. Elspie had
told her on the previous evening. that
any lady who for nine mornings TO
gether bathed her face in May dew
would be beautiful forever. Hilda re.
solved To try IL, and ON this particu.