The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1877-04-19

Ana LeV1SOn looked 0OWn az u0T love.
~ face, and assured her that he never {
could be angry with her, and then went
away thinking hard of the husband who
had burdened his lovely young1 wife
with such promise.
The last sunset rays were tiinging
their golden and scarlet pennons on s
the pale blue-gray sky when Mr.. Levi.
son opened the door of his coy sitting
room at home, to be met by the laugh
ing face and gay welcome OF young
gentleman who had evidently been
making himself at home while ne
waited.
"Heigho, Levison Surprised to see
ne? How are you, old felloW-hoW
are you!''
Mr.. Levison stared q second, then
greeted him warmly.
Erred Willard Where in the name
of goodness did you spring from
Why, thought you were not to sail
from England for a good six months
yet. Old boy, bless you, am glad TO
see you, although for the instant l
confess l was startled. You are the
living image Of your brother Wilson.
We've been discussing ghosts, you
know
Young Wizards eyes cleaned mis-
chievously as he interrupted, lrreV-
erently-
"sWe' is good, Lev. You mean my
little sister-in-law, of course! l know
she believes in 'em. | am Impatient
> to see her--for the first time since
q Willis funeral
Mr.. Levison had been looking
; thoughtfully at the embers, glowing
= like melted rubies behind the silver
- bars Of the crate. Now he turned
: suddenly to Fred and laid his hand
! persuasively on his shoulder.
- Look here, Fred, you are TREND
= of mine, and ] am about to put your
- friendship to test. want you to do
- me great favor. Will YOU!
Fred laughed.
Twill l! Of course l will. What's
up!''
And Mr.. Leyison turned the key of
~ he door, and the consultation lasted
until the housekeeper rang the dinner
y bell.
W Five hours later the moon was just
IL creepil over the tops of the trees,
It. making perfect flood Of silver-gold
1t glory on the quiet scene, and Mrs.
Il; Willard, with tleecy white zephyr
~ shawl and her crepe brown hair, was
so standing at the kitchen door on her
~ return from tour of inspection to the
snug little barn and carriage house
~ which she had personally seen was Sc
=. cure for the night ever since her nus
IL band death.
ny Her cheeks were flushed to the TIM
OF of an oleander flower by the keen kls:
he of the frosty air and her eyes glowing
in the broad band of white moonlight
Is. that Law athWart the floor like sllen
VI blessing.
Then, with a little involuntary es
eo clamation at the perfect beauty OF tn
night, she went III and locked the doc
ry' after her, for her three servants had a.
'ys retired, for the night, and then gave
DIS little shrek, for. standing in the sell
same accustomed place he was want
re occupy, and looking as natural as II
30 were himself in the flesh, was her hu
INC band.
Try She stifled her shrek, and trie
rec brayely to feel brave, but her hea
TO was tearing around very undiscipline'
" as she realized that she was lookir
ars upon bona.fde ghOst-a verltab
ear :.PISa1;+.n+ If +ha land IF eternal sha
OWS.
'rp- "Will y she said, family, with h
e. hand tightly ont the handle Of the doc
fn1 "Will is it you =
lei His voice was precisely as it had be-
!, ,a.i in the old days-mellOw, musical,
10 little domineerlng-Wils undenlaDl
DIV Enthusiastically.
mar "Who shouldn't be butt, Nellie, al
IL come on purpose to communicate WI
'n n you.'
mas "Yes!'' she gasped ''but what TO
/ have tried-I have done everythl
lsol that thought you would wish. The
~ is nothing wrong, Will Z!
The pale, moonlighted face, t
\ speckless black suit,th spotless line
NAN the very same in which he had be
:, buried, the low, familiar voice-it
most paralyzed Nellie, and yet, aid
neI; by the very material contact OF
ali door-knob, she stood her ground a
anu listened.
1em- ..Nothing is wrong with you, Nell
A. Is but with me. can't rest in my grs
knowing the wrong unintentiona
dila' committed in binding you to perpet
me widowhood for my sake. | come
gam revoke my decision. to give you
SUNS full permission to marry again.
WIN my advice to marry Horace Lewis
most Promise me you will do it, and |
rest peacefully forever
a Ia 20 Will! II you say so-lf
tne think it best-yes yes, | will J!
nef Her face was pale enough now
MN, have PASSED for ghost herself.
lhihg .sGo look at the big clock IN the (
10 ing-room, Nellie, and see if 1t IS
heI, the stroke of twelve
angry She went dumbly, mechanically
his behest; and when she came bacl
YOU was gone, and the moonlight streal
4: = in ON an empty room.
:, IL Then the reaction followed, and
!, for lie flew up to her room and locked
!, ,;fa door; covered her face with her sh;
hnod and sobbed and cried Historically U
. for her overweight nerves found re
r the in sleep.
hns- The next day Mr.. Levison sent
IL ,.,,sv1 az h 10 or