The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1921-07-07
Lord Alwyn's
Bride
~ MURlEL BLAIR.

Eag OEeEIV EN~-iE
thought that Lord Alwyn and Signora
PasQuale would be engaged before
the vessel sighted Sandy Hook, Their
acquaintance began at the captains
table on the first day; On the second,
since the intermediate passengers
were all seasick, Lord Alwyn took the
chair next TO the opera singer; there
after they appeared to, be inseparable.
They had not much to say on that
evening, for the realization Of his love
for the beautiful singer had come I'd
the Englislnan quite suddenly, and
when It was too late to withdraw.
You know / love your he began
as they walked slowly under the
stars. Eyes, there was never any pre-
tense between us. And love should
naturally end in marriage. : Well
am already married.
Let me tell you briefly the story Of
my life," he said. "When l was ten
years younger / quarreled with my Ia
Their. Ny elder brother was alive,
then; ]. had 10 hope or thought. qf sue
ceeding to the title. I was sent to
Colorado to a ranch. / was twenty
three. impresslonable, hopeless for the
future, and very lonely. Old Aaron
Hopper, the ranchman who had under
taken my education In return for AZ
teen hundred dollars, had a daughter,
q mere slip Of q girl, good, sweet, pref
ty. and charming but hopelessly II
literate. To this day the sound Of q
%concertina sets my heart beating. When
l heard you sing MY Old Kentucky
Home at the charity meeting-that
was the arst time we met, do you re-
memberf-the remembrance Of those
days come back to me as fresh and
keen as ever. Well, we were engaged.
We were wildly In love, in a boy and
girl fashion. And we were to be mar
ried. ~
"The day before our marriage I re-
ceived a letter from England. My IA
ther and brother were dead; both had
been killed instantly in a train wreck.
I was heir to the title and the family
estates and fortune. In my citation I
told Eva.
II shall never forget the scene thar
occurred. How she refused to marry
me at first. Finally I overcame her
opposition and were married the next
morning, and Eva cried all through the
ceremony.
'That night, when 1 came home.
Aaron stood at the door, waving a
letter, frantic with rage and humilia-
ton. Eva had run away. I don't know
what became Of her. Detectives failed
to find her. Old Aaron died cursing
her and asking my forgiveness for
having ruined my life"
"You did not want q divorce?" asked
the woman softly.
mo. How could II I knew that
the brave little spirit that had given
itself into my keeping was mine al
ways; that I was morally responsible
for her; If aver She Appeared I should
have taken her home and asked no
questions"
He ceased and the woman withdrew
her hand and placed 1t on Lord Al
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wyn's shoulder. .
"Stop. dearl" she said. "Now look
at me. I want to ask you a question
Do you love her as much as you love
me?'
Lord Alwyn laughed rather bitterly.
II don't love her at ALL" he said
"And how much I love you you know.
prrf at rou sdoor hnoo,,on r 10 ~nk 1or~
her I feel my duty the more strongly.
So I am going to try to find her-and
So" l.f@ -
Goodbye" she whispered, and raised
her lips to his. Then she was gone
and he "a alone in the starlight and
with his sorrow. ass
Lord Alwyn spent three days in
New York. He called on his detec-
tive agency, but they had learned
nothing. Then he took the train for
Colorado. r.,
It was not until he reached the
ranch that he came upon signs Of
cultivation.
Alwyn drew rein at the door, hitched
his horse to the old post, and knocked.
A woman opened It. It was Eva,
dressed as a rancher's daughter, a
rake over her shoulder, her hands
dusty with hay, but Eva matured-No,
1t was not Eva. It was Alice Pasquale !
Lord Alwyn staggered against the
door and his hands, cropping feebly,
found hers and held them.
"Do you know me now, dearest1 p
she whispered. "Have you found her
again, this Eva, this ignorant grip"
"Alice" he said, chokingly. ut is
you? You are Eva"
She placed her arms round his neck
and drew his head down to her breast.
"You couldn't have known, dearest"
she whispered. 1T was cruel Of me to
try you 50 long. How could you have
recognized the ignorant farmers girl
In Alice Pasquale. the singer, the Ital-
ian nobleman's adopted daughterf But
I have waited for You % long, my
dear! ne
'sWhen / left you that day ~ was
with the resolve to claim you when
I had become worthy Of your love. /
suffered In New York three years nm
til. I had acquired an education at
night: then q woman engaged me as
her companion to 90 abroad. She be
lieved Ii my powers II ! singer, she
had me taught BY the best masters !;
then Count PasQuale adopted me--and
you know the rest. And every year
/ have come back ~ Alice Pasquale.
Il bought the ranch again. come here
during hayfng time---because knew
some day you would come back"
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