The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1877-10-25

The light that streamed mat the {
windows was not that of the early {
morning upon which my eyes had just
opened.
Ny senses seemed leaving me. as
with low moan of agony going from
my lips i sank helplessly upon the
floor.
When I awoke to consciousness l
was in my mothers room, lying on her
bed with her dear face anxious ana
fearful, bending over me.
Il was extremely ILL., she said.
She had found me lying as one dead
upon the floor Of my room. How long
| had been there she could not tell.
She had not called me at tea time,
because she thought went out with |
Louise Dalton, and had not returned.
The Doctor said / must be pulet.
s'The DOCTOR repeated wonder
ingly, staring absently into her face.
Eyes, dear, the doctor-good doctor
Barring Here he is now and she
stepped aside that might see him;
but turned away my head. murmur-
ing
'sHerbert, Herbert!'
s'Do you wish to see him = asked
the good old man, pressing his cold
hand upon my forehead.
:.See him? Oh, no, no, sir = | cried
with sudden strength coming upon
me at the thought. Il shall never
see him again."
"Well, well, you needn't dear--don t
mind it" he said, soothingly, believing
me delirious. ssThere. there.
sank YEARLY back on my pillow,
and as I did so | heard my mother
whisper my name. l listened at
tentively.
"Had we better Telegraph him !''she
said. -.
ssThere is no particular cause for
your doing so. A letter sent by the
mail tomorrow morning will answer
as we'll. I do not apprehend any
serious results from this attack. DO
as you please, however.
1--WE will send tonight, then. Her.
t bert can come then by the first train
, tomorrow" answered my father.
ssDon't, don't send for him, l cried,
springing wildly up. IF you love me
do not let him know that am i'll.
shall be better soon. Do not look at
I me so. am not delirious; | know
I what I al saying-don't send fOI
; him.
..Why not?" asked my mother.
f ssBecause. BECAUSE faltered. u
Y cannot tell you why
/ s.What is it, child :" queried my
n father.
.sHerbert will never come here agair
" for me; he is
= "Whatp'
ssHe is married to some one else
G / read it in to-days paper, | SAID.
d s'To-day's paper p repeated my
mother.
[, eyes, it is in my room; go for it.
y The paper was found, and TIN
It evidence of my lovers perfdy read b,
g each member of the family before tn
wretched truth could be realized; thel
ID blank silence followed, and IN.
mother came to my bedside and pu
- her dear arms lovingly about me. an
!! said. if all others failed, she coul
le always remain true; that she woul'
IL rather suffer from his fickleness
thousand times over than bear u
sc under his guilt; it was all for the best
even though my heart broke unde
d, the burden which bore down upon i
II. How from my inmost soul l blesse
ne that mother for the comforting WORD
she spoke to me, and while | nestle
ut CLOSELY in her arms, like a frightened
grieyed child, and felt her warm teal
d. upon my cheeks, her tender kiss'
u, upon nv lips, through my sorrow,
little vein of JOY found its way, and
w. thanked heaven for my mOther-ft
ed my mothers love!
And thus the days went on, till tt
er- time fixed for Herbert's coming wi
to at hand. The story of his marrlat
Tot had spread rapidly through the villag
Every gossip was busy with the "a
piece of news. If l went out. / w
- watched as eagerly as though | we
- condemned criminal, or wild. tel
NC cious animal, that was bent upon son
fatal mischief Some said that W
almost heart broken; others that W
lat nearly insane.
me The day on which Herbert was
ut !. come dawned at last. l expected
would be wretched one to me. ant
lis. shuddered when its light broke Gle
es. and rosily in at my windows.
to- wandered out into the Woo'
/ to where the silence grew more terrll
than the busy. bustling sounds
ed. human life. | went back to
village again--wearily towards hon
hey I went past the station. A train 4
Just that momeut come i'll. l Il
edit promised to meet Herbert there
lust that very hour. turned back, KIN
not why. Perhaps ! thought to CHI
and myself for moment into the bel
yes that l should meet him as | !
S as promised: that the past week wa
be myth--a dream.
and As / did so. a well-known 70
and sounded upon my ear. ! tuIl
quickly round. the blood reced
n.to rapidly from my cheeks and Il
of Merciful heavens Herbert stan
was standing directly before me
pert. beautiful, showily-dressed won
city leaning on his arm.
s'Oh, if could but be away II
T.. this spotr' l thought. as terri
lis fainfnesS came over me.