Abbeville press. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1860-1869, 1869-08-13

| 'Aso III the Nortn ON the point o.
death, and started for Aldford
There no went straight to Marion
Lee.
! "She laughed while he raved out
his passion, and poured into her ear
the story Of his theft in a torrent OF
wild words.
"1 am como back, Marion Stephen
said at lust, 'rich. have sacrificed
character and peace of mind, and per-
illcd my soul for you. I have kept
my part.of the contract. Keep yours
Redeem your oath, and come with me-
Our passag" is taken for America
"Marion Lee was at her wits end
She had never intended to keep the
promise she made simply to rid her.
telf Of a man who was getting trou.
blesome. More-she had of late Law.
ishcd her charms with such sncccss
on wealthy squire that she expected
shortly to be made his wife. Seeing
nothing else to be done. she told Ste.
phen she was engaged to another,
and smiled swectly in his face as she
told it.
"'Marion' he said, very pale, his
thin lips set close together, this is no
time for triiing-it is ali too late
Feel my pulse, and say if it beat fast.
"Hc had controlled himself by q
powerful effort, and was outwardly
very calm and quiet, though pale as
ashes.
"No, Stephen she said, a little
frightened now.
"'Do you think am likely to be
in earnest in what l shall say?'
"Shc could not doubt it.
"'Thcn listen. I can't 90 back.
1t is too latc-my part of tho price is
paid. This man, Le he squire or duke,
Ill shoot like dog if you Set eyes on
him more lie produced small re.
volvcr from his coat.pocket. i have
practiccd shooting he continued, it
is useful abroad, sometimes elsewhere.
Now, listen, yet ouee more, and Judge
how earnest am likely to be, bt .
cause I am calm. We are alone
You do not leave this place till you
n inc tho hour at which you will
meet me tomorrow, ard start
"She knew he was terribly in ear.
nest. She thought what to do.
"The money! she said quickly;
have you the money with you p
"I have
"About you?'
"Ycs."
"'Then bringit with you to-mor
row the hour shall be noon. I will
meet you at our old trysting-place
tho hawthorn-bush in Black Bria,
Copse, and I will 60 with YOU
"Punctually at noon on the morrow
Stephen was there. He had doubted
she wonld play him false. But no
Marion was there bef.re him, trem
bling and frightened now.
"Before he could speak he heart
his name called in a mans voice, ant
in an instant was in the hands of tn,
police, who wero there awaiting him
Stephen made no resistance, but al
awful livid pallor crept over his face
|. "'Marion,' he said, in a tone strange
ly calm, is this your work?'
"It isl she cried, all her resent
ment flashing ont in words.
"'Then this is the last work, Mari
on, you will do in this worldp an,
before the police could prevent him
or even knew his intent, he had draw
pistol, shot her down, and lodge,
toe contents of q second barrel in hi
own breast.
"Lying there on tho withered leave
in the sunlight, his life ebbing away
he cursed Marion, dying. And b
) said:
~"Iet there be no peace for Marion
IF unquict spirits may walk the cart
seeing rest and finding none, let her
. not rest in the grave till it be mete
y to her as she hath measured to n,
Lot there be no rest for Arrion! Le
there be no rest for Marionl' and diot
; "You have seen Marion Loe.
When tho old man had finished hi
; narration, / turned to look again 6
$ the portrait, but &c was blank, say
a shadow that was there. claspe
Bella to my heart, and implored hs
forgiveness formy folly. Looking u
!, I saw what made the shadow-whi
!, the rest did enot ,see-the "Lady
! the Woods" wringing her hands
! though in tho bitter anguish Of de
: pair. Bella, diyiping BY my distorts
E.featnres what it yas that. e. met m
J, gase, Joined her pure prayers wit
hl mino for the releaseiof Marion spir
J. Slowly the wrineing hands uneiaspe
q the smile, terrible for being the
eI sill her agopy, changedint . csi
$ and placid exprsssiof, Or sTdsE and d