Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-09-26
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Ddu magical charm, whose elegant,
winning manner made every one fee.
at home and at ease, or Barbara
Earle, with her stately figure and
noble. soul-lit face, her eloquent
words and grand thoughts. There
could be little outdoor amusements,
except shooting and hunting for the
gentlemen, but no one could be dull
or want amusement where Hilda and,
Barbara presided. BERTHE was host
In himself, and the evenings at Bay
neham Castle were found too short in
stead of too long
One night was given to charades-
BERTHE being stage manager, and
thoroughly well did he accomplish his
task. He had what he called mag
nifcent materials and he knew how
to use them.
have grand idea" said BERTHE
one morning to Lord Bayneham.
They spoke of having some tabeaux
viyants tonight. / consider that we
hvae amongst us the three most per-
feet types of beauty. We could man
age a autiful picture-The Golden
Apple You may be Paris; Miss
Earle would make a magnificent Min
erye, Miss Deveney is perfect Juno,
and Lady Hilda would represent the
golden-haired Aphrodite' as few
others could What do you think,
CLAUDE"
Let us have a rehearsal at once"
replied Lord Bayneham charmed with
the idea, 'if the ladies are willing"
.
When the curtain was drawn up it
was acknowledged by all that Bertie's
idea was brilliant success. IL would
nave been dmcult to have found
three woman more beautiful. or differ.
ing more decidedly in their style OF
beauty.
MISS Deverney--tall and majestic
with figure and carriage fun OF
dignity a face of the purest Grecian
type, straight brows, and dark hair
was Juno, in all her majestic beauty.
BERTHE declared the wonderful tissue
OF her robe must have been woven
or moonbeams. Barbara Earle's
pure, eloquent face, the calm serenity
OF eye and brow. the expression so
fun of intellect and feeling. fitted he,
well for the part of Minerva, the wise
beautiful, serene daughter of the gods.
Between them stood Aphrodite. a fair.
lovely face, bright as n morning sun.
beam, profusion of golden hair fail.
ing over the white shining robe.
Lord Bayneham had refused the
part of Paris so BERTHE took It. and
ne stood before the beautiful Aphro.
dite, Just Offering to her the golden
apple he held in his hands.
IL was beautiful picture, so perfect
In Its details that there was a uniyer.
sal demand for a second opportunity
of seeing IL.
BERTHE had enjoyed the rehearsals
Tor ne made an invariab,e rule, the
moment they We're finished, of Offering
the apple to Barbara, telling her he
was second Paris, with far better
judgment than his predecessor.
There were many guests at the
brilliant evening festival who never
forgot Lady Hilda as she stood be.
tween her fair rivals who remem.
bered the bright loneliness of the
race, the roseate flush of baeutv and
triumph. the light in the violet ewes
and the sheen of the golden hair
long after the cloud of sorrow aud
suffering had dimmed the beauty then
so radiant
mere was another tableau that
evening, as much admired rs Bertie's
The Farewell before the Battle "
A knight, belted and spurred, ready
Tor the fray. had just taken farewell /
OF his young wife He turns once
more To look at her, and she returns |
MS gaze. The beauty of the picture |
lay In the expression of both faces
the stern beauty of the knight. look. |
ing his last upon his wife, her wistfu
sad face, trying valnly to smile last
aoleu, while the lips were pale and
the eyes full of tears.
Hilda and Lord Bayneham rendered.
the idea perfectly: there had been
some difficulty in teaching the lady
vi bayneham Castle to look sad or
fearful
| cannot do it," she said. when
Bertie for the twentieth time foppa
tault; u cannot do It. [ have never
learned to look sad. Tell me what
am to think about"
Fancy that Lord Bayneham Is go
ing to leave you, and you win never
see him again " replied BERTHE: how |
would YOU look them"
Il cannot do that for play" said
Hilda, hut even the passing thought
brought rapt expression OF grief /
that made a perfect and beautiful |
picture,
You must forgive me, Lady Hilda,"
said BERTHE, that l have been the
first to teach you TO look sad can
only hope the look may never be
more real than now"