Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-12-19

long, the countess, believing the effor.
too great for him, proposed that they
should leave home for a time and "a
to London He consented, for ali
places were alike TO the unhappy
young husband, whose love ana
thoughts were ever with his lost wife
In London he once more redoubIed
his efforts, but all were in vain; be
went to Brynmar, but nothing had
been seen or heard there of Lady
Hilda. He had also several interviews
with the detective and with DR.. Grey
son. but it was all in vain. His wife
seemed to have vanished from the
face of the earth.
CHAPTER XXXVH.
The change to London was a plea,
SAINT one; every part of the castle az
Bayneham was full of associations
and memories; here in London it was
different. Lord Bayneham could en-
ter room without remembering the
last time he saw his wife there. II
was pleasant to see BERTHE every daY;
his society was bracing. Active, en-
ergetic, percevering Bertie did Lore
toward the young earls recovery
than any one else.
Cheer up, Claud," he would say (;
"all mysteries are cleared in the end.
Take my word for it, the ,imo WI.
come when you will discover Hilda,
and understand all about her fight.
be patient and brave.
Neither BERTHE nor Barbara would
comply with Lord Bayneham's wish,
and arrange things for lneir marriage.
I'VE will wait until you are hap
pier" said Barbara, in answer to her
consin's arguments; and he knew his
two faithful friends would not rejoice
while he was in sorrow.
One morning-it Vas the end or
May, morning when to live and 20
breathe is luxury.-Lord Bayneham
went out early. He strolied on ~.
ward Kensington Gardens, ana, at.
tracted by the beauty and fragrance
dens and walked leisurely up and
down the paths. There was no fast
ionable crowd, 1t was too early 70"
that; but there we're many pr
happy little children with their atten
dants and nurses. Light footste
trippad to and fro; musical vo4
filed the clear spring air; silvery
laughter rppled on the breeze.
was pleasant to watch the little ones
at their play.
Lord Bayneham sat down upon one
of the garden benches; there was a
sad, wistful smile upon his face as Lc
gazed upon the children. There was
a sharp pain in his heart. No child
his knee and called him
father; no little hands clasped his;
no tender little lips touched his face.
He would never hear the muse of
children's voices in his home. Sad,
solitary, and desolate he sat in the
spring sunshine. wondering why Pro
had dealt SO hardly by him.
The spring blossoms, the blue sky,
the clear sweet air, the rich perfume,
the music of the birds, the glory that
reigned around him. smote HIM with
pain. Life and love, beauty and hap
piness seemed to fall to every ones
lot; he alone had no hope. Why. it
was just such morning as this when
he had met his lost loved wife IN
Brynmar woods.
Just then Lord Bayneham's atten-
ton was drawn to a most beautiful
boy. He was seemingly three or four
years old, with the charming face that
the old masters used to give to angels
sweet, red smiling lips eyes of the
darkest, deepest blue. The little head
was covered with curls-beautifIl
golden tendrils- cleaning in the sun
shine. He was noute, princely boy.
and the earl watched him with great
He was with a gentle
man, but Lord Bayneham could not
see the gentleman's face; it was hid
den from him by the thick fol age Of
the trees.
The little boys amusement con
sisted in gathering blades of grass.
and running with them to his guard
IAN. He evidently considered this A
great feat, and INDUCED in cries of de
light. A bright yellow flower grew
in the green grass close to where
Lord Bayneham was sitting. The
child saw it, and ran eagerly to gather
II, and the smile that broke over his
charmed face was so irresistible that
Lord Bayneham stopped and raised
him in his arms.
you must not run away with me-
said the CHI Id, in his pretty little way
I am mammals boy"
Il will not" said the earl grayely;
"sit here on my knee, and Wa. show
you my watch
The child was delighted with the
glittering watch and chain.
'Min you give me these for my
own?" he asked.
I'VE win see about that" said Lord
Bay neham; tell me what your "a 81
is"
Lionel" replied the little one.
Homeland what else?" asked the