Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1877-07-28

she looked with wild, started eyes GU
upon the snowy silence, and then, wrap
ping her dressing-gown about her, sh
ran to her mothers room.
Mamma, wake" she cried, stoOpin,
over Mrs. COnway's pillow. "ROber
Is here, Robert is outside in the cold
Call Michael to unbolt the doors. Quick
mamma, quick" And in five minute
Michael. the old man-servant, had un
fastened the ponderous front door anC
was looking out.
Ibid YOU say it was at your window
you saw him, Miss Katie?" he asked
Yes; close to the glass-beckonine
me to come"
But it couldn't be, MISS" protested
the man. "Look at the smooth snow
There's naught on it for three yard:
around your window, let alone the spar.
rows tracks. Sure there's never foot
print touched it since the snow fell,
, three days ago"
"For all that l saw him." she said
lifting a blanched and haggard face
towards her mother. 81 saw him. Oh,
mamma, mamma, put away the flowers
and the bridal veil. ] shall never be
married now"
Darling" soothed hermother, "you
are nervous. 1t was only dream. &c
to bed now and rest"
But Katie kept on saying, 81 shall
never be married now"
Early the next morning old Michael
set off to the florists for the freshly-cut
flowers which had been ordered for the
wedding breakfast. But he had scarce
ly reached the gates when the outline
Of something dark lying in the snow
caused him to pause abruptly. 1t was
the figure of man, his white face turn
ed upwards towards sunrise, and a tiny
crimson spot on his left temple-the
spot where bullet had Slapped his life
away with deadly aim. And the pros
trate figure was wrapped, as if in a
shroud, with a long, fur-trimmed coat.
"God help me!'' cried out old
Michael; ..it's Mr. Falconer, Just as
Miss Kate saw him last night" 1t was
quite true. Robert Falconer had been As
sassinated on his way to the house of his
bride elect on that moonlight midnight
And a veil and tattered shawl caught
i'm bush near by led to the almost i'm
mediate identification of the assassin.
81 didn't mean to do it," said Mar
garet Hull, sullenly. alt wasn't him
as | meant to hit when / fired the shot.
He had KARL Porter's fur OvercOat on,
and supposed he was KARL Porter"
she added, with savage light in her
eyes. $50 if that makes murder, I'm
a murderess. l followed him, on the
sly, all the way from the Bolton Arms,
an when l saw him cross the moonlit
space by the gates, the church clock be-
gan to strike u, and l SAYS to myself:
sNow's my time.' And I fired and l
see him drop; and all the time l sup
posed it was that falsehearted villain
who has made love to my Peggy, and
left her like cast-off toy. Let him look
out for himself, for I'll kill him yet ~
The poor, half-crazed creature was
committed to jail, and there was a fu-
neral at the Conway House, instead of a
wedding.
Mamma" walled poor Katie, did
l not tell you so? His spirit came to
me at the moment in which it was set
free from the body"
Whether it was a dream or reality
no one ever knew. Katie Conway per-
sisted to the day of her death that she
actually did see Robert Falconer's
wrath. And every year when the sad
anniversary came round she watched at
her window for another glimpse of her
lost lover. But the spirit of the muir
dered man never came again.-English
Magazine.