The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1878-08-02

Was she crazy? She looked at us all, and
then said to me, ''Let me have room, for
| have come to stay" So brought her To
this very room. My woman folks got up
and made her as comfortable as they could.
She did not cry, but moaned now and tben
for hours. AT last she told me how her
husband had always been cruel to her. and
that night bad threatened her life, and she
had fled in secresy from him with her little
babe.'
"Did she go back to him % we inquired.
"Oh, no, He came here, but she would
not see him. 1t made an awful scandal,
which his family and her own tried to hush
up. They all tried to coax her away, and
when she persisted in remaining they called
her insane. That broke her heart quite.
She induced her physician to say it would
kill her to be removed, aud so she stay ed
until death, only few weeks after, re-
leased her from all her misery. She is
buried not far from here. The little baby
was girl six months old when she brought
her, and as lovely an angel. She kept
the child until she died" And the story
teller stopped.
What Of the husband ?" was asked.
"Well, be pretended not to care about
her death, was terribly dissipated, had peo-
pie all the time to visit MIN, gave parties,
and lived a fast life. After madam's death
the child went back to his house, but the
little thing, very strangely, seemed To dis
like him, aud avoided him as she grew
Older. Two or three years after he, too,
died, leaving the baby i'm his sisters care
and, as she was his only child, she inherit
ed all his estate, a large one"
"What become of her? did she grow
up? is she living?"
"Yes she is alive now,'' said the land
lord, but might better have perished with
her mother in the snow, both of them to-
gether, than to have come here.
''Her history is sad one," lie continued
after a pause, every sad. The little Ma
rie grew up into beautiful woman. sur
rounded with everything that wealth can
give, courted, petted, and made selfish, by
the very loneliness of her life for half the
time her aunt was i'll, or away, and her
companions were servants, who indulgeG
her in everything"
"Did she know about her mother ?''
Not till she was sixteen, when some-
body told her out OF spite. She come 1y-
ing here, and asked my wife to tell her the
truth. So we did aud she came to this
room and cried as though her heart would
break. Suddenly the old mansion she
owned was for sale, and Marie had gone
away out to the West somewhere to visit a
distant relative. She said she hated her
fathers memory, and would never live
again in house where her dear mother
had been kicked and beaten, and made to
leave in the dead of a winters night"
And the old place was sold ?''
'Yes, and all its historical belongings,
and the lands about it,"
Then. what became of her?'
"You see her actions were so hurried,
and she was so odd-driving, sailing alone,
caring for none of the young people about
her. and when with them utterly unob-
servant of their wishes-haughty and
dreadiully cold. that It got whispered about
that she was chip OF the old block-kind
of insane-queer-yet no one really be-
lieved it. Out West Marie met young
man she faucied very much, bu: he was not
her equal in birth or fortuue-in fact, be
was poor. Her relatives, fearing the re-