Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1879-12-17

deepest dye, and but for fear Of
the result, your hands ere this
would have been dyed with blood
cried Madeleine.
"Speak; what do you know
he Kissed.
81 have seen your victim, my
own true love, my Bertram," she
made reply.
The fury Of the mans face was
something beyond description. II
resembled that of a wild beast,
that, cheated out OF its prey, glares
the terrible anger that could not be
expressed.
"You know too much. Though
you were my wife dozen times
over, your tongue should be silenc-
ed"
As he uttered these words he
sprang up and grasped her wrist.
Brave Madeleine drew out stilet-
to that once had been given to her
as o keepsake, because of its an
tiquity. She looked her Infatuated
husband In the eyes as if daring
him to proceed to extremes.
Still it was only a weak woman
against man, and what could she
dot He watched his chance, and
with a sudden dextrous movement,
seized upon the arm that held the
weapon.
She resisted him desperately, as
though. she loathed his very touch
after the awful revelation she had
made, but he was too much for her,
and in a dozen seconds the keen
stiletto was taken from her.
"Now we shall see what your
tongue will tell. You are mad,
madam. Would you hold your
husband up as an imposter9 l &C
tually believe you would"
eyes, you do me justice. I dis
own you. l was won by fraud.
Bertram is not dead, but lies half
starved under this very house,
verging on the borders of insanity.
A tool OF yours played the death
bed scene. Your hand wrote the
will that left you master here. Now
l know why you would not let me
look at my dead love the coffin
we cried over, you and l, contain
ed no corpse. Away from me de-
ceiver; away, fiend +! The world
shall know of your villainy, though
my own fair name is sunk in dis
grace"
"You defy me, woman, defy me
Then take care, ! am after you! !"
he Kissed.
His face was expressive of mad
ness, and in his slippers he crept
toward her, silent as snake, his
hands held out, with his fingers
working as though about to choke
her. Madeleine could not refrain
from giving low cry Of alarm as
she retreated from him to the fur
Their side of the room.
On he came. There was muir
der in his blood-shot eyes as they
glared upon his wife. Just as he
crouched to leap upon her, and
while she seemed frozen with hor-
ror, the curtain draperies were
dashed aside and a terrible figure
dashed into the room, ragged, thin
as q skeleton, but fierce as q lion.
At sight Of the manacled right
hand, Sir Richard uttered cry of
horror and fed, with the half in-
sane victim Of his cruelty in full
pursuit. In his terror Sir Richard
failed to watch his steps. Those
below heard q thrilling shrek, a
crash, and then they picked Sir
Richard up crushed and bleeding
ct the foot of the stairs.
To tho amazement Of all, the
strange creature above proclaimed
himself Sir Bertram Ruthven, and
then tainted away.
Sir Richard died from his inju-
ries, beseeching pardon from those
he had 30 foully wronged. Ber-
tram, under the loving care of
Madeleine, came through his long
illness, and with his recovery Of
health regained his handsome looks.
They have been married this
long time now, but neither ever
mentions that terrible tragedy Of
the past, for they live in the pre-
sent.
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