The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-03-07
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solemnity. Il do y
She sank on her knees before him.
groveiling in the dust at his feet.
-sOh, spare me - she gasped III
voice deep and emphatic, from the in
tensity of her feelings. ''money, all
YOU demand, shall be yours, but do
not force me to follow you through q
life Of crime and misery
The william laughed, as he coolly
said
"Ah, you think to move me to tears,
but I an Indifferent to such weak
ness.
"Mercy -
The word fell slowly from her
quivering lips, and in gasping sob.
But there were no signs of softening
on that hard cruel face, bending
| glances of yindIctiye triumph Oh the
supplicating woman at his feet. For
a moment ne seemed lost III 1iendish
eXuitation.
do not tear rae away from my
father-from my home
Her last words aroused him.
Come, Margaret end this comedy,
he said roughly, glancing apprehen
sively around, fearful that her loud
supplications had attracted the atten-
ton of some one at the house.
She sprang to her feet, and with
something Of her old pride, answered,
fiercely-
''No, Abel Fennimore, VIII not go
with you. / will tell father and Gill
more the whole story. They will
forgive me-,
Margaret Whaise, you are my
wife ! have the power to control
your actions. You voluntarily gave
me that privilege three years ago,
when you solemnly promised to follow
me through good or evil report. Can
you deny it y be asked, in voice of
malicious triumph.
And she answered in an audible
whisper.
Il did not know your true character
4 bel ennimOre, OF ] would have died
rather than become the wife Of an
outcast :"
An angry light sparkeled il his
b!0odshot eyes. ana his faced crimson
cd beneath the singing reproof
st is useless to remind me Of that
A conveyance is waiting for Us in the
edge Of the grove yonder, Are YOU
ready T.
She seemed changed into statue on
hearing the words. which doomed her
co q life Of degradation, fail coidly
from the lips of the man she had i'm
pulsiyely promised, three years before
% dove. honor and obey"
Il ~ Oh.
asked imploringly.
"None r was the brief reply.
'But, he continued, elf you desire
to say farewell to your stately father
OF that iovesiek swain whom you have
deceived, I shall Taagnanimously
grant you the opportunity; but, if you
don t care TO 20 with me, | Will just
step in and inform them Of nay prior
claim.
lie advanced 4 lew PAGES As he
spoke.
stay = she cried wildly. clutehing
with a frenzied grasp, his coat Il
will 80 with you, bat DO not breathe
Tie story of nv folly Il their ears.
well if you're going to lie reason
able, let be off This is disagreeable
husiuess-this prowling round
dwellings,, i'm fact II S not ia my line
of business
"Let me return to tie house and bid
farewell TO its loved walls, in silencei'
Il have no objections, or w0ald
hesitate TO appropriate some Of the
- old mar money If were Won. said
he.
But she did no. hear the latter part
0f the sentence. she hurried back to
the house. feeling that her life was
changed-that the doom suspended
above her head had at length fallen
and crushed out the brightness of her
existence.
lie looked after her retreating
figure until it was lost in the gloom,
then he crouched down among the
bushes To await her return. Drawing
a cigar from his pocket nc lighted it
and sat very still with the cigar held
tight between his coarse sensual lips.
cleaning like tiny spark of Gre amid
the green leaves around him.
Il had less trouble than / anticipa-
ted he said, mentally. taking the
cigar in an distracted way from his
AI1EitAs 4AhEt a Z ASktt414r. 0u thu
good day's work when Won bound
Yourself for life 10 this glorious
creature She is beautiful as an angel,
sparkling rs an hour
He sprang to his feet as Margaret
Whalse with a CHASTITY white face
stood before him.
~ on were scarcely gone sive-ten
minutes | should SAY.
She turned her head aside t. hide
the tears that were eoursiRg down her
cheeks, and drawing her arm within
his OWE he walked rapidly down the
narrow path. Opening the little gate
they passed out she following me-
cAansealiy fhrous h tile marsh. sinking
deep into Shiny mud st every step.
till they paused ag the further end of
the grove skITtea ca either side by
thick growth Of dense underwood.
Al0ng q vine ana rose-c0xerel fence.
which lneloseG the grove in direct
parallel lines. stood II oTen buggy
with hosse attached. ana i'll another
instant Margaret Whasse WAS seated
or the cushioned seat. pale and
trembling. glaneiug ii the direction