The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1878-02-01
NUMBER 20.

''They are not your children, madam
but mine, in the sight of the law. B,
the courts decree they were given me
and if you have any sense of decenc,
left, you'll return to your home AM
stay therer'
my homeG Mines o, Thoma
Jones! Have you not robbed me of my
home and little ones? How can yol
ask me to return to my home, wher
you know as well as that have none?'
"Would you consent to live upon th,
bounty of divorced husband, Marth,
Marblehead ?"
This taunt aroused her.
''NO, Tom Jones. I'd die before Pd
touch the money of which you robbed
me! 'Twould be pollution for me tc
handle it after you had used it, even
though it's mine! You are an Infamous
scouudrell You are robber, an adul-
terer, villain, a cheat / loathe yOu
/ scOrn you! T05hor youP'
"Here, johnson! Put this crazy
woman out of the house, And send
word to Lennox's squaw to set the dogs
on her if she comes bothering the
young ones up in the canyon"
"Ay, ay, sir"
Martha's senses forsook her, and she
fell into a merciful swoon.
"Herel Call some men and let's
carry this creature across to the hotel, Z"
said Captain johnson, authoritatively.
When Martha was herself again, she
found her limbs confined in a straight
jacket, and herself on a comfortable bed
in a log cabin, with low, sloping roof,
where the only light that greeted her
was through narrow chinks in the IN
finished wall. She raised up and looked
around her, but could see no one. Luck
lily her memory did not return as sud-
denly as her reason, else the latter
would have been again dethroned.
a woman-where had she seen her
before? she woudered-bent over her
with gaze of sadness.
"Bless your poor heart, you have
been strangely ill.," the attendant said,
soothingly.
"Who am I? Where am I? And
who are you ?"
"Your friend, poor sister. But don't
ask questions now. See what a nice
dinner I've prepared for you. Be a
good girl, and don't worry Everything
will be for the best"
Martha ate sparingly, and sank back
exhausted.
care you very sure you will be per-
feetly quiet, and not worry, nor make
the doctor scold, if tell you something
you are anxious to know ?" asked the
attendant, unable to control her gar
rulity.
''Is it good news? 1 don't want to
listen to anything bad. Is this purga-
tory? Have I died ~
The nurse laughed.
"What a queer fancy, 10 be sure"
"But I am bewildered. Oh, yes! l
remember now. Where are my chill
dren ?"
"Will you be very quiet if tell you
some news that you may not think
wholly good, and yet is better than you
imagine ?'
'Yes; 1 comprehend now. I've had
brain fever, and I've been wild. Will
you remove this straight-jacket ?"
Not till the doctor comes"
"Don't you see Tm sane %"
"Yes, dear; but you're under the doc
tors care, you know, and I'm obeying
orders. Don't you know me?"
mo"
"Will you promise not to hate me
when you find me out?''
"Hate you? Why, all my power h
hate anything burned itself out on the
devoted head Of Thomas Jones. Hell
make reparation to me or he'll die il
his boots and suffer the torments of the
lost. But mustn't think about that
How long have been i'll ?"
''Three months unconscious, but only
part of the time in bed"
"And the children ?'
"Are well and happy"
THANK God"
81 rejoice TO hear you say that"
"But where are they Pr
"DO you remember Kingston Greens
borough ?"
"Could forget him ?n
''DO you remember the naughty cir
that intercepted your correspondent,
and played the mischief, aided by tn,
Major, with your engagement ?"
"Oh, mercy! Surely you are not
that girlp'
ayes, amw
"And are you Kings wife ?"
"Wby, bless you, child, no. Bu
somebody else may be his wife if sh
likes"
"who?n
Martha Marblehead."
"Alas, alas Too-later'
With this she turned her face to tn
wall and wept bitterly. Her attendan
left the room, but soon returned, bring
ing the physician, who decided that th
patient had at last awakened from he
long 6elirium in the full possession
her senses. She was, however, to /
, kept very quiet for few hours, but tn
busy nurse kept bobbing about, with
mysterious eagerness in her face til,