Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-07-11

curiS tndt come naturally, without any
aid or artiice. She had ripe red lips
and the whitest of teeth.
I was very proud of my little sister
proud of exhibiting her beauty and
her affection for me; for, alas, my
little Maggie was left an orphan be.
fore she was six years old. My dear
mother never recovered from that ia
tai Illness; but when she lay dying. |
knew she had no fear for the babe
that nestled in my arms. Her eyes
fingered on its smiling face, and then
met mine with a glance full of trust
and confidence. My father, who had
never been strong, did not long sur
yive her. He faded away slowly and
gently, without any serious illness or
violent pain. One morning when |
went as usual to take him some tea.
[ found him lying with sweet smile
on his cold pale ias, and l knew that
he had met my mother again and was
happy with her.
| was only % when that happened
and with my baby sister was alone
in the world. felt that l was young
to be the mistress of so large a place
as Fenside; only % with summer
bloom on my face; but my heart was
cd within me. Every life has it's
own story, and mine had been told
before my father died. l had heard
the death-knell of every hope | had
had lived and loved; it was all over
now, and my secret was my own.
knew | must live out my life and use
it we'll; and after sharp, bitter strug-
gle did so. For he whom had
loved Chow dearly, no words can tell
was more than dead to me.
Every one was very kind to us in
our lonelineses. My dear father had
left all his money to me, and | was
to give Maggie half when she was
twenty-one. He had left Fernside to
be mine for life; for he knew that
should never leave it for another
home
When Maggie was five years old
began her education. / let her run
wild until then, and from that hour I
devoted myself to the task. / had
had good masters myself, and for
some years | was able to manage
without assistance; but the child be-
gan to exhibit wonderful taste for
music and | resolved that she should
have the benefit of further instruc-
ton.
Then the quiet routine of our lives
was somewhat broken. Dark bearded
professors came to Fernside, and a
sweet, rich voice was heard singing at
all times in the old walls. But no
voice ever moved me as Maggie's did;
it was so rich, SO sweet, so full Of
passion, yet clear as the chimes of a
silvery bell, for had spent small
fortune in it's cultivation.
So my darling grew up beautiful
and good, as modest and innocent as
the little violets under the hedge; in
deed that flower was a perfect type
of her. When she reached her
eighteenth year do not think pref
tier, sweeter girl could have been
found in all the country SIDE There
was one popularity about her-she
was still in everything a perfect
child, simple and innocent Her lonely
and isolated life accounted in a great
measure for this. She had never
heard the language of the world, and
literally understood nothing of it.
The charm of guileless simplicity was
strong upon her. Our library was a
very small and select one. Books in
those days were not SO plentiful as
now. Ordley did not possess a circu-
lating library. My little sister had
not devoured love stories by the
dozen; and doubt much if khe knew
there was any love than mine.
l wonder otter and long who would
gather this priceless flower Of mine
The time was drawing near when she
would be transplanted to another
home: but, fortunately for me, ! could
not foresee the future.
When Maggie was IS, relaxed the
strictly studious habits in which she
had been trained. For her sake l
went again into society, and took her
with me. Ordley was a large and
fiourishing town. There were many
good families there, VINO were only
too pleased to see US, and to visit at
Fernside. | began to give little par
ties. Gay voices and merry laugh
ter sounded once more in my silent
home; but saw no one who was any
thing like the picture ! had drawn OF
what Magige's lover should be. Tie
gentlemen all admired her-she was
so fresh, and fair, and innocent; but
as yet had not seen one to whom
would have given my darling. One
morning she came to me, full Of ex
element
"Deena." she cried, her large blue
eyes flashing, what do you think ?
Mrs. Hope is going to give ball
not little dancing party. you know.
but a real ball; and Clara says we
shall both be invited. Only think OF
fty
She clasped her little hands to
gether in ecstasy. as though he