The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-04-23
"LADY MURIEL'S SECRET"
By Charlotte M. Braeme, Author of
'Dora Thorne."
A Wonderful Love Story in Which the Joys and
Sorrows Of a WOman'S Heart Are Laid Bare. ]
(From Seaside Library Edition. by permission of George Munros sons) 4
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about it. Poor Miss Bertha! well, I'm
as sorry for her as if she was my win
sister, though watever she can think I
have to do with him, I don't know,
and she SO devoted to Lady Muriel,
too. Well. some folks is Blind
And Patty sat down on a large stone
TO think the matter out after her own
crude. honest fashion. If Lady Muriel
imagined that her Irritation with the
senior partners nephew was unknown
to the people of Arundale she was evil
IDENTIFY quite mistaken. since Patty saw
at once hat the existence of Lady
Muriel would be a serious obstacle to
Bertha's happiness. Patty had become
wiser on many subjects since the day
she first saw Christian in the Dale
House carriage.
For a very long time Patty sat on
the stone thinking, She had naturally
a clear brain, but it was scarcely de-
veloped as yet; only educated after the
fashion of Board Schools; hearing MOTH
ing blu the petty quarrels and grum-
bles of he Arundale workers she had
scarcely had much chance. This
labyrinth of circumstances then, into
which she seemed since her grand
mothers death to have been thrust,
W DIS dlIllDSI IlDIe Hail Stt GOliu Stc
her way through. She, however, fully
comprehended that she was destined
to play a different part in life from
that which she now filled, and she was
determined to show, if possible, tina
she could be both capable and honest.
1t would be a severe trial, that struggle
which Patty would have to make from
the darkness of ignorance into the
/ lfo1af Of Ennyv1od0 ora. Int Iatanf within
her, though she could not gauge them
herself, there were the necessary quail
iications-natural tact, honesty, per-
severance and ambition.
What ADLER attributes to be found
wherewith to mold a noble character?
t For the present, images of all the pco-
pie with whom her lot in life seemed
| more or less remotely to have been
cast, seemed mixed up in a sort of
: tumble in her brain. The only panel
1 that stood out in relief among these
r brain pictures was that on which was
r painted life-size Max Schippheim, the
0 senior partner. The others might all
e be true or false, she scarcely knew
t which they were, but about him she
/ had no doubt; he was noble and
& straightforward n true, and she felt
It certain he would always be her friend
1t Was a month since he a gone
away; she had heard nothing of OIL
V frcm him, hut she did not believe il
1t him any the less for that reason
d though as she sat trying to puzzle GU
lie the future as it had become more in
volved by Bertha's hints about Cap
" tain Christian. she wished with all he
heart that the master would come bacl
and let her Look with his long-sightec
eyes on to some of the distant ranges
9 ut is no good. 1 can't make it out al
e all. [ never even spoke to Captain
Christian, though I suppose it's be-
cause of him Lady Muriel hates me,
n she said. at last, jumping up as she
I raised her head from her Bonded knees,
$ and saw the sun already setting behind
1 the western hills. Mrs. Bligh's tea will
be over this long while. Mercy, what a
time I've been sitting her idle" She
was just starting to run off at a brisk
pace when she stopped suddenly and
uttered a cry of joy.
, Max Sehippheim was coming over a
little footbridge which lay across the
: mill-stream.