The weekly Shasta courier., 1873-03-01
whom ANYTHING that savors of mistrust comes

manner, "tell me what worries you
a. might as well tell her, and relieve my
mind he thought. "She will only laugh
at it, for it isn't true.
He really did not know how to break it
to her: and for moment he sat still, puz-
zled and bereft of speech.
1t concerns you, my darling" he said
at last. Mr.. Norton said he thought he
had known you under different name from
that of Tilton and Mr.. Sands, who was
here this evening, said the same One met
You as Mrs. Dale, and the other as Mrs
Waldron | told them they were laboring
under some strange delusion of sight as you
had only been married once and had welded
a Mr. TiltOn; and that placed entire faith
and confidence in what you had told me-"
He raised his eyes to hers as he finished
speaking and on her face, which was flush
ed, was what looked like an expression of
shame, and her glance did not meet his, for
her eyes were cast down.
Dave" she said, "you heard the truth.
They have met me under the names you
mention"
He uttered a startled exclamation but
she rapidly went on
Dave, unfolded to you all my past life
excepting only the character of my late hus-
band.
He was unsuccessful during the first
years of our marriage; and, having no
means of providing support for himself apd
ne and being unable after several effort. to
obtain a situation, he thought the world
was using HIM roughly, and, being nerved to
desperation, cast all principle aside, and :,
took to swindling people as a means of
maintenance.
-" He went from one place to another,
changing his name when he removed to ev-
cry different section of the country to pre-
vent discovery or recognition.
q / pleaded with him on my knees, to try
and gain an honest living, told him would
be willing to live in the plainest possible
manner, but in vain.
:" | only refrained from telling you this
through fear that it might pain you to know
that I had lead such miserable life.
This is the whole truth"
He had listened to her in silence; but, as
she finished speaking, he clasped her in his
arms. and said:
Forgive me darling, for my momentary
suspicion. believe all you have told me.
The mere thought that you were false mad
dened me, for | love you as never woman
was loved before"
And he proved his assertion, for their
after life was one of peace and content
ment-of unclouded happiness.
g CAPTIVITY AND DEATH OF MARY, QUEEN
OF Scors-Fcr nineteen years Mary Stuart
remains a prisoner under guard, wear
ing away the weary hours with needle
work. with dogs, with turtle-doves, and
Barbary fowls" She cools her feverish i'm
patience to the last by a mad gallop in fair
weather after the hounds. The confinement
is not severe, hut the torture is insupporta-
BILE, for the hope of deliverance is never
quenched. Elizabeth never announces a
definite purpose concerning her royal pris-
oner, probably never has one. For nineteen
years both captive and captor are made mis-
erable by plots and counterplots and
whether Mary in prison or Mary at large is
the more dangerous to the security of Prot
estant England is question so hard to de-
eide that Elizabeth never fairly attempts to
determine it.
Z At leuRth plot is uncovered more dead
ly than any that has preceded. Half score
Of assassns band themselves together to
attempt Elzabeth's life, and to put Catholic
Mary on the vacant throne. The blessing
Of the pope is pronounced upon the enter
prise. The Catholic powers of Europe
stand ready to welcome its consummation.
Mary gives it her cordial appreciation. "The
hour OF deliverance," she writes. exultingIy,
lis at hand" But plots breed counter
plots. In all the diplomatic services Of Eu-
rope there is no so ingenious spy as Wal
singham, Elizabeth's Prime Minister. Every
letter of Mary's is opened and copied by his
aeents before sent to its destination. The
conspiracy is allowed to ripen. Then, when
Ill is ready for consummation, the leaders
are arrested, the plot is brought to the light
of day.
Mary, with all her faults, never knew fear;
no craven heart was hers. The more dan
gerous was she because so brave She bat
ties for her life with a heroism well worthy
of nobler nature - battles to the last,
though there be no hope. She receives the
sentence Of death with the calmness of true
courage, not Of despair. With all her
treachery, never recreant to her faith-never
but once, when her infatuated love of Both
well swerved her from il for few short
weeks - she clings to hes cruci6x tilIthe
very hour OF death. Almost her last words
are words of courage TO her friends Weep
not, she says" I have promised for you y
Her very last are psalm from her prayer
book =" In thee, o Lord. have l put my
trust" And then she lays her head upon
the block as peacefully as ever she laid it
upon her pillow. No "grixled, wrinkled old
woman" but in the full doom of ripened
wonanhood = forty-fve, no more = Mary
Stuart pays on the scatfold at Fotheringay
the penalty Of her treachey at Edinburgh.
The spirit OF the stern old Puritans is
satisfied. and the prophscy of the Good
Book receives new and pregnant illustra-
ton" Whose sheddeth mans blood, by
man shall his blood be shed. .'-Harper's
Mag,rzine
In an article on Longevity, Professor
Owen has explained how il is that aged peo-
pie are said to have cut rev teeth late in
life. Many readers will remember to have
heard or read of such occurrences. which are
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