Marriage to Lady Yarborough 



There is no doubt, however, that this long time of pro- 

 bation, salutary as it was for his character, was at times 

 very hard to bear, and was borne very bravely. Many and 

 many a time, although he never complained by words, or 

 blamed his adored Lady, I have known him to be unhappy, 

 and above all, miserably uncertain, as indeed all true lovers 

 ought to be, as to what will be their ultimate fate. 



When on that lovely July afternoon, of 1881, he stood at 

 the altar of St. George's, Hanover Square, and was made 

 one with the love of his life, he had his reward. It was " the 

 sporting wedding of the year," as one of the papers termed it. 

 None of his rivals for the hand of one of the most fascinating 

 women of her time grudged him that well-won victory. 



For them both, these seven years of probation were, no 

 doubt, a time of trial, but for both they ended in one of the 

 happiest marriages that fall to the lot of men and women in 

 this world. They were hardly ever separated, with tastes in 

 common, all their thoughts, hopes, joys and sorrows were shared. 

 If you wanted my brother's study, you found it at a writing- 

 table in his wife's boudoir, which was no happy resting or 

 working place for her unless he were there to share it. 



If you entered Lady Yarborough's drawing-room you found 

 her, it is true, but her husband was never very far off, should 

 he be at home, or if not he would appear on the scene in a 

 very brief space of time. Wherever one was, the other was 

 nearly certain to be found, and so year in, and year out, it 

 was the same story. No wonder that she misses him every- 

 where — sees him in spirit wherever she may be — and her 

 extraordinary courage and natural determination not to give 

 in has alone enabled her to live her life, that life so precious to 

 the relations she loves and by whom she is loved in turn, and 

 to her multitude of friends. 



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