San Marcos free press. [volume] (San Marcos, Tex.) 1877-1892, 1878-11-16

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They moved down the walk, and Ark
wright heard no more. But he had
heard quite enough. He was in white
heat Of passion. He dared not follow
them aud trust himself to speak. There
was murder in his heart. He must wait
little till his temper cooled. He went
TO a stable, hired fast horse, and rode
him until the animal was ready to drop.
Then he went home and accused his
wife. No matter in what words-they
were harsh and bitter enough, Heaven
knows, and the vile cpithets he applied
to her ut the outset aroused all her
naughty pride and resistance to arms.
She heard him through. She at
tempted no defense; she made no de-
nial; when he paused from sheer want
of breath, she cursed the hour in which
she had married him. Then she left
the room. s IYt. .
He had all night to subdue himself.
and if she had come to him in the NOR
ming with any reasonable explanation
lie would haye,jistened to her. But
she did norcoiae.. .sr.. no
After o while he sought her in her
room; but she was gone. She had ia
ken with her only bare change OF raj
hentr and left no message to tell with
Or she was going. e.......
"Fled with her paramount Arkwright
said, bitterly; and then and there he
vowed to give himself no rest until he
had found and killed them both. He
tried hard to put his VOW into execution,
For three years he was wanderer =
seeking always his wife and her seducer,
and finding them never.
At last he quilted wandering and
went home. He was very wealthy
man now. Lands that he had owned
had increased prodigiously in value,
and there was no need of his applying
himself to business. He built q man
sion and lived alone in it, with his books
and thoughts for company. He had
rctinue of servants to anticipate his
every wish; he sat at costly table, and
drank wine rs old as the hills; he drove
horses worth fortune; he had every
thing that wealth could purchase, and
vet he was never at peace, though for
the world he would not have owned to
anything of the kind.
One day he was riding i'll the suburbs
of London. and came upon little child
sitting by the wayside, scbbing bitterly.
She had her apron full of primrosesand
violcts. and black and white kitten
was cuadlcd up in her arms. Moved
by some impulse which he could not
have explained. Arkwright stopped his
horses and accosted her. She sobbcd
ont her little story with all Il chil1's in
qnnuousness. Her mamma had gone
somewhere to carry work, and she and
SPOT hnd gone TO walk by themselves,
and they had walked, oh, so far. and
now they we're lost.
Her nance was Lily, and the kittens
name was Spottic, and that was I'LL she
could tell to prove her identity. Sur
pYiscd ut himself for doing so, Ark
wright took her into the carriagc-Eit-
ten and all-and carried her to his own
home.
He advertised her, and for the first
two N three days made some effort TO
discover her relatives. After that, he
did not want to discover them. Into
his cold closed heart, Lily had crept
and made her home there; and the
lcsclate. cynical man found himself
loving her rs little before he had not
dreamed Of loving anything again. AZ
ter the lapse of fortnight the idea of
lily's leaving him became absolutely
unbearhle. He got so nervous that he
started ut every sound of the beil-fear-
fnl that some one was coming to claim
her.
She and the kitten had all their own
way in Arkwright House. They strayed
in the library and upset the books and
napcrs to their mutual satisfaction.
Lily sat OF Arkvrigh;'s knee Il great
deal Of the time, amusing herself with
hraiding and curling his hair into the