Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1879-02-20
ANSON GRE-.

! knew no more about him than they
knew about the dead. His early
years had been passed abroad,
where, or how, nohndy knew, and
most had ceased to care. for that
matter the last two had been
passed ID Burliugame.
A brilliant light at night, shining
from the great east windows, aud
occasional gallops through the
town, by day. were The only tokens
ofhis presence. However, = change
was coming, aud that without
warming. Arson Grey fell sick.
suddenly, and dangerously so. The
village doctor was summoned, who
in turn te'egraphed for another
FROM the neighboring city in hol
haste, and together, they suid, in
whispers that their patient would
p, ohably die. There was no wo-
man in the great house to act as
hutse, and the head servant, obey
ing doubtless his masters orders,
refused to allow one there as yet.
How it came about was mys
terry, but one morning, when the
master had lain a week half sense
less. an unusual clond of dust was
observed whirliDg up tho hill, and
emerging therefrom was carriage,
splashed and weather stained,
beaded Ivy two s.raining painting
horses who came up to the en-
trance as if driven by the evil one.
A lady, tall and fair as sunlight,
pushed open the carriage door i'm :
patiently and sp.aDg out. With a
iasty glance around she hurried
up the steps, entered the drawing
room, and stood before the two as
tonished gentlemen who were seat
ed there.
rs Anson Grey alive p
Yes, bnt he grows worse"
Before they OWNED her in.en-
ti"n, she had passed them, and
was III the next room, bending over
the sick man.
"The devil will be to pay, if she
excites him now," the elder one
said. eff some good nurse had
come. it might have been Of s.me
use bnt this daiuty thipg-bah y
She came ont in moment, her
face white but dete, mined
"Will you be kind enough tc
send for a minister and remain un
til he comes?' she asked, as she
began to remove her things.
There was something in tier man-
ner that forbade questioning, and
| they obeyed her like SO many
dumb men, as they said afterwa' d.
The minister did cune, William
Skinner. the head servant Was
called. and after the three held ii
private conference. which Seemed
to be satisfactory, they came OUT,
| and, to the amazameut of all, the
lady stood beside Anson G. ey and
the marriage vows were taken.
The wise ductois We're mistaken
I'D their est'n ate Of This fair un-
known. She was something be
sides IA fair young lady, as her nc
ions soon proved. A new o,der
Of things was instituted d in the sick
mans room, and his wife installed
herself AS nurse, a change which
'old for The better. In moment
be was riding through the village,
with bis wife by his side, all eyes,
OF course, aaog, t" caleb Il glimpse
Of her hands, me face.
All agreed that sue was Just an
angel; and when they came to
church the next Sunday, and sat
down in one of the pews, like other
people, they were more than ever
confirmed i'll their opinion. What
they never knew was this:
Three years before, Anson Grey,
naughty aud indnler t, was killing
time ut one OF the fashionable wa
teling places, where Edith also
fingered, though sorely against her
will.
A sweet and woudrously fair
face, much admired and sought af
ter, Arson Grey had half mind
to enter ;he lists with the others,
but something kept him back, and
be only exchanged few words
vi h her now and then.
There happened to come a heavy,
two days Hood. and the first night
OF 1t Edith sent a servant asking
MIR. Grey to come to a private par
loI for a mnment He obeyed the
summons with alacritv, wondering
much what could be coming now.
Edith was waiting for him,
cloaked and hooded, and evidently
in haste to be off somewhere.
Il hope you will pardon me- .
she said, as she closed the door
behind him, but really 1 did not
know whom to ask, and mamma
will not allow me to go by myself.
A poor woman down on the beech
is sick, perhaps dying. and ! must
go to see her Her little boy Just
came after me. was there yes
Fterday, and they are in great dis
tress. Could 7 tronble Won 10 %