Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1913-10-02

duce its own value in the market.
However, it brought a great price, its
several parts finding their way to the
libraries of American miilionaires,
chief among the collectors.
When the mad poets Address to
the Irish People" some hundreds of
copies of it, had been Sold there was
no more need for Cecilia to press her
aching brows for solution of the
bread for her helpless flock of old peo-
pie. Why, she and they were sudden
ly rich! Old Lady Madge, when her
niece informed her of what she hal
done, took the transaction calmly.
The English are always mad, she
said; as mad as their poets. He was
never comparable to Tommy Moore
indeed his verses were poor things to
my mind His Mary was as mad as
himself. His Harriet was a house
maid. As for his Emily =. Pooh, he
never loved but mel"
However, the romance of Cecilias
life was not to be bound up and fin
fshed with those old people, for, some
two years after the Address TO the
Irish People had proved golden, there
appeared on the scene a certain Law
renee de Moleyns, Elue-eyed, sun
burnt, CHEEKY giant of young man,
who claimed to be Mr.. Humphreys
grandson.
And Mr.. Humphrey had no sooner
laid eyes on him than he fell into his
arms, declaring that he was Jasper
come alive again. SO that there was
no need of proof of identity. and that
was as well, since the digger who had
taken Jasper's widow end Jasper's
child to his own hut, and had kept
them in a jealous secrecy and had
worked for them with a silent and
passionate devotion, had only yielded
up the secret on his death-bed.
Anyhow, the young man came into
the house where hitherto everyone
had been old but Cecilia, old and
quiet, like a great wind from the
mountain-tops. His putative father
had done him no more injustice after
he had robbed him of his kin, but had
made him rich and had reared him as
a gentleman and sent him to college,
and surrounded his tender years with
lessons of honor and honesty, the
more scrupulously, perhaps, because
he felt he had failed in both.
One of Mr.. Lawrences first actions
was to pay off the charges GA
Streamstown and hand it back to Mr..
Humphrey, free and unburdened. His
next was to restore the glories of the
old mansion, and this occupied him
all one long, happy winter, during
which Cecilia must be as much
at his beck and call as hitherto she
had been at the old peoples. And it
was surprising how patient the old
people were about it. even the exact
ing Lady Madge forbearing to grum-
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And when the house was finished
even to the last detail and at last the
old people were driven, on a soft,
spring-like day, to behold it, Lawrence
de Moleyns lifted Cecilia across ths
threshold
TT is the way for bride to enter
the house. he said to the surprised
and beaming old couple, land she only
waits your blessings to fix our mar
riage day"
But he would not hear Of their re-
turning to the old house amid the
Sums Streamstown opened to the
south, cleared of some of ftsencroach-
ing centuries of woodland, was an
other place from the decaying house
of memories it had been.
To Lady Madge's new rooms had
been conveyed surreptitiOusly SO many
of her treasures, some bought back,
others, like st. Denis picture and the
mad poets, never far out Of her sight,
that she was heard to say the new
home was more homelike than the old.
But it was Cecilia's tender thought
to give the old house and it's garden
as a creche for the children of the
moor. and the project had Lady
Madge's entire easeGs-S Netch.