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often wandered off without me, but smiled

the 4th of October j would become q
bride. I was busy in preparation, nor
noted that which might otherwise have
caused my heart to bleed.
But one day-1t was as summer was
dying, ia the first part of September
Lottie and were standing by the side Of
the pretty lake that may be seen from the
library windows.
"We each carried pretty basket Of
ferns and late flowers, and was think
ing how beautiful Lottie locked IN a
floating robe Of snowy white, the only
color about her being the bright green OF
the ferns in her basket. All, yes; in her
beautiful hair she wore bunch OF bright
red berries, with thier green leaves.
In some manner, Lottie's foot slipped
from the stone on which she stood, and
in a moment she was screaming in the
water, her ferns floating about her, and
one hand grasping some shrup that grew
on the margin of the lake.
I was too much frightened to move,
but stood with dilated eyes, gazing in
horror on her sinking form, when some
one rushed by me, and in a moment Lot
tie was clasped to Duke Linton's breast.
"Poor child, she has tainted" he said
to me; but was not surprised that his
very lips were white, for I myself was
terribly frightened, and thought it was
fear least a human life was being quench
ed before his sight that caused lip and
cheek to pale. All, me! twas more.
"Days flew on, and the first of October
was fading. I threw wrap about me,
and went into the garden to enjoy my
dream alone.
"With no intention Of doing so, en-
tered small arbor into which the fading
daylight scarcely penetrated.
Upon table in one corner stood q
small basket Of fruit, and beside it was
| lying pretty dagger, that Duke had been
permitting us to admire in the afternoon
He had doubtless forgotten it was there.
l picked it up. Winnie, it must have
been the devil that made me do it; but
as stood with it in my hand, l heard
voices that l knew. Could it be? Yes,
twas Duke and Lottie.
''Ah, child, think of what / endured
while I stood there in the gathering
gloom, and heard him tell her of his love
for her, and beg that, ere the chain he
hated bound him, she would flee with
him and be his wife.
mo thought OF me: no pity for the
proud heart that he knew would surely
break; no rememb rance of the vows he
had spoken SO short time before came
to him as he vowed love and devotion tC
my friend. And she Winnie, she listen
ed, ane-she promised to flee with him
: Child, think I was mad. saw him
| clasp her to his breast, and saw her raise
| her lips to his, then leave him and fit to
, ward the house.
[ He came forward, entered the arbor
and l shall never forget his face as HI
i stood befor me. Shame, cowardly sham,
q made HIM shrink.
f "As God hears me had not though
o of murder then, but the dagger was still
in my hand; [ raised the hand to poin
o for him to 60, and the steel caught m,
: eye. raised the hand higher, took
r step forward, and buried the blade in hi
4 bosom.
a HE fell at my feet, and, realizin,
t what I had done, knelt beside him, am
n frantically called his name. He did no
y answer, and knowing that he was dead,
D sprang to my feet and rushed toward tn
e house. l gained my own room, and boil
J. ed the door,
Gail that night long I spaced my cham
t Der floor, every chord of my heart strain
|. ed to breaking. Friend and lover, bot
4 false. Her fair face had won him, an
e he would have LETT me to bear my break
; ing heart and the worlds cold scorn a
n best might.
e "Ere morning dawned had come to
II resolution. My pride was saved, and bel
;, ter place him in the cold earth, tina
IS know he had deceived and cast me aside
h Zone thought was mine, my prid
was saved.
d II kept my room next morning till
e heard noise of many and excited voic>
IS in the hail below, also tramping of man
feet. All, they had found him! Now
II now, must act my part.
= II opened the chamber door, fed dow
d the stairs, and right up to the object 0
l. the hall floor Then my woman S hea1
returned. One glance at the rigid fac
one sight of the crimson breast, and
IL fell upon the marble floor in deathl
2 swoon. Many kind friends ministere
a to me, none knowing that upon the han
is that bore his betrothed ring rested b
e blood.
IS "Lottle Dent took strong convtlsiO1
n when she knew of his murder, but lie
|! E. next Gay, and I never heard from h,
d again.
"They bore him to his grave, the last
y the proud race of Linton. I, in m
r mourning garb, followed after, his almo
bride; the woman who had taken his lif
IS "Since that time have vainly tried
S. kill remorse by my lavish charity Il
re small voice speaketh still. Even now,
lie on the bed from which I may n,
rs rise, as l linger on the border land
G, eternity, there is fear that all was of I
W avail.
l "Winnie-" in the broken voice W,
y tears-"I took you from poverty when
child, educated and raised you tenderl
Loved you with mothers love, ana
or you turn from me now in horror, no
l can I face my Judge above. Winni
10 child, are you near me?"
n. ~ am here, auntie," sobbed; II wi
re not leave you. You have suffered for Il
sin, and many of Gods children hao
G offered prayers for you at His throne. F
as will forgive. His mercy surpasseth a
understanding, and He will not remen