The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-03-07
LITERARY
MARCAREv,S DOOM

Margaret Whalse stood by the
window looking carelessiy ont on q
cheerless night, and her white hand
rested idly o. TIE s.l She was very
beautiful, and her beauty was rare
and marvellous type. smooth, olive
comple xion, checks Of glowing roseate
hue. ewes dark, luminous. swimming
in u LIQUID depth Of tenderness, and
and hair OF midnight darkness, coiled
In duskv 0raids round a inely shaped
head. Ter dress, Of dark material,
was relieved at the throat by Z dainty
white collar fastened by single gilt
1ering diamond and from her slender
finger cleaned a ring OF tbs same
quality
She glanced oat and noted toe dark
ness and gloom which hung oYer the
surrounding landscape. The dark
heavy clouds which had oosculed the
moon suddenly ioaJed away, and by
IT. faint struggling rays She plainly
discovered The iiguIe OF 8 man lurking
~ the shades 0f the pine grove 0ppo-
site the house The heart OF Margaret
Whalse stood still. and vague. unde-
fined fear h0ated like 3 spasm Of death
through her mina. She shuddeIed
fYo,n head To foot. the preparation
gathered like drops OF pearly dew upon
her forehead.
once more She cast & glance toward
She grove. The man was s.anding
further ous, scanning the house
closely. Then the moon WAS again
hidden from sight shutting out the
shadow and light together. The
wh{ic hand was quickly raised ID the
1hrouMng brow.
"0A, g1eae heaven, it - Abel she
family walled.
sWbat ~ the m8tterf' asked her
father.
Size Ala not reply. nor could she have
done So 1T THAT moment, ifher life had
beer hanging on the answer
What IS ths matter. darling
Dreathed SOFT tender voice III her
ear. ana use hand OF her betrothed
was lai& taressingiy on her shoulder.
NOTHING, Gilmore, only Il slight
falnluese, she answered huskllN. Il
thinh I shall feei better in the quiet
81 my own goou.
And she turned away from the
window with shudder, \ moment
lalor. with the kiss of her lover still
warm On herQuiveYing lips. She glided
from she room.
Bat Margaret Wbalse did not return
10 her own gaom; catching UP Il heavy
shawl she drew Ii closely round her
shoulders, ANT slipped from the house.
Down the narrow walk She sped
never needing Che darkness and
scarcely conscious Of walking an the
earth Halt was between the house
aud grove q man sprang out from 8
clamn of bushes and confronted her
lie was apparently thirty wears Of
age lov of stature, and with cunning
aua dmlicitv marked on every Inca
ment ot g singWarly handsome face
ihs entire pbs slornomy ot the man
indicated 81 william, aud his physical
aspect ia uo Wise beliee the assertion.
For moment ucither spoke Each
regarded tAe other tXedlv. one with q
look 81 mingled hate and fear. the
other with glance 81 settled triumph
eteele3 o. pty or 70 tears.
Abel. renniMore she calculated
pleadiugly, drawing q deep breath.
"Wh&G do you wasn't Are Won not
coGten. with destroying my earthly
happiness. chat yea must ever follow
ana perSeCate nae
Ia Roc excite N0us Selv, Aiarg ret.
ms queen, relorted her companion,
Wit spgAtlm~ coolness
thine lis sot SIP precious bat that
yea can ALLOW me half AZ hour, as least
70 IL s.. er your worGreas beauty.
'Eor ghe love- f heaven tell ne
what yoa want sNecriess Importing
ty. We ,nav bs discovered a any
moment
~WhAs matters ifF" he inquired
psalosoUslv. 'sbut. Mag. Il you are IN
such harry to know what 1 aaa after.
/ viii alaeve your inaatieRe e-lt is
voei
She uttered s sharp cry of fear. ard
her eyes glawed q strange unnatural
siglls
ayes, be continued. Nothing
else viii satisfy mo. Yoa arc my legal
wife, Margaret Whalse, and as such
claim YOU"
Abel Fennimore. you Go not mean