The Weston Democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1875-current, 1880-05-22
WESTON, W. VA, SATURDAY, MAY %, 1880

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not bear dictation."
"But you could see she was not
one to spunk up. She was shy
and tender. Dear heart, | don't
see how anybody could be- hateful
to such little soft things. Now,
some women kind Of invite n row,
YOU know, they are so sassy, but
She wasn't like that at all"
"lIow long ago did you say it
WASP"
"Ten years last July. 1 hadn't
been here long. 1t is about forgot
ten now, but remember because !
was guide TO that party time and
again, and l was standing just
where I am now when that little
boat went over the Falls"
"You are quite sure that the
young lady's name was Maynarl?'
"Oh yes, lam quite sure. Mr..
Maynard, Miss Maynard, that was
the father and aunt,and Miss Sarah
MAYNARD. / remember it well.'
sand the father and aunt? What
did they do?"
"Well, they hung rouna spell,
hoping tho body would turn up;
but it did not. They were here
nearly two weeks, waiting, but they
never found her. a pretty child
shc was, not more than nineteen or
so! Better have let Ler have mar
ried The man she loved"
"Ies," l answered, and paid my
guide both for usual attendance
and his story.
Pretty Sadie Maynard She
was my second cousin, and l knew
the story OF her suicide and its
causes we'll. I had aged apparent
Is, for my guide did not recognize
nc us the "nice looking fellow he
had seen SO often. Our grand
mother made the trouble. She
wanted to leave tie property to SIT
die, and yet was anxious to linve it
60 to an Ogden. Sadie's mother
was an Ogtlcn,as weltas my father,
and so Grandmother Ogden left us.
the money together, if we married.
If either died, tile e'money WIS to so
to the survivor; but il either re-
fused the match, the money went
to a far-off Ogden, arelatiye | never
saw.
It.was not till VIC cameto Mag
ara.Falls, Frank Maynard, lbs sister
Martha, and Sadie, that I5knsw
that Sadie cared more for Gerald
NEillett's little ginger than she did
for my whole heart and body. 1
lrnd been brought up to call Frank
and Martha my cousins; but they
were not really related to me, eX-
cept, rs said, that Mrs. Maynard,
long ago dead, had been an Ogden.
But Frank Maynard was oppres-
,iyely civil to me in my character
of joint hoir to Grandma Ogtlen's
property, and Sadie, timid, shy
Sadie, was too much afraid Of her
father to oppose his will.
loved Sadie. So fur, the inten-
tions of our grandmother were car
ried out, for | asked no greater hap
pincss than 10 call Sadie my wife.
So | courted her most constantly,
and when Frank Maynard sent for
me 10 Join them at Niagara Falls I
obsyed the summons.
thought Sadie only shrank
from me because size was shy, rs
her father said, and ] never guessed
that she was being driven to des-
perntion by her father and aunt.
For Gerald Willett, although not
n poor man, could not give her the
Ogden fortune she and I we're to
share. Is was civilly sent about
his business when he propossd:and
Sadie carried of for L foreign tour.
All this was ten years before l
stood upon the Suspension Bridge
at Niagara, looking at the place
where Sadis's little boat went over
the Falls. | had gone to Montreal
for a few days when the event oc-
Cured that gave me solo control Of
the Ogden estate, and left my heart
an empty, aching void.
But a strange event had hap
pened to me. Ten years after Sa-
dies suicide l was in Washington,
at one of the Presidents receptions,
when I saw Il familiar face in the
crowd, and moment later WIS
standing beside my old friend Mrs.
Gardiner. As wc exchanged greet
ings, she turned 10 4 lady beside
her, and introduced inc to Mrs
Willett.
The name found me unpreparel
for the shock the face glve lne-a
face pale and sad, with brown eyes
and golden hair, figure slishtitnd
delicate face and figure of my
cousin Sadie.
But there was no recognition in
the eyes lifted to meet mine-no
smile save that 0f courtesy upon
the weary-looking lips. Just as a
stranger would greet mo she greeted
Inc. / talked with her, puzzled ,hs-
wildcred, but not daring to claim a
cousin in this sad-eyed stranger.
carried the conversation back