The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1881-11-27
MY MARRIAGE.
BY THE AUTHOR or PENELOPE, ETC,
Conclued from last Sunday,
CHAPTER KILL, AND LAST.

the door: vet he does not speak-he only
walks up and down, and never looks to-
wards me, / whose eyes gaze with great
love and longing ~ his stern face.
oh, this fearful, appalling silence
Minute after minute passes, and l could
cry aloud from the intensity OF my suffer
ing, the agony that ispast endurance. Oh,
this weary pacing up and down, TO and
fro, and the rain beating against the win
dows and running down like falling tears.
When he speaks, what will he say--what
will come from his lips'
/ stand by the table, and rest my hand
upon il; for | arm weak and trembling,
aud my knees shake as stand, A letter
lies by my hand, directed in Humphreys
handwriting TO Felicia Grant. In his
trouble he has written TO hera long letter,
TO judge by its bulky appearance, and
bite my lips as gaze. What has he said
about me in those pages wonder'
The walking up and down ceases sud
denly, and with \ wildly beating heart |
look up to read n little Of his thoughts In
the eyes regarding me, The anger has
died out, and only deep sorrow remains
Perhaps it 10 the sight Of my woc.begone,
tear.stained face that moves him, for, when
he speaks, il is in avery low, gentle voice,
and yet | start conyulsiyeIy ~ lie opens
his lips.
"Heaven has given me patience this
day, and 1t is through that that my soul il
unstainsd with a felIow.cresture's blood"
SO far he speaks unbrokenly, and then
he stopa with long deep.d"iwn breath
With wild eyeA and beating heart | gaze
at him. What does he mean? There isA
growing wrath in his face, an awful pas
sion rising and covering the pity and sad
ness that were there before.
"Nadgie," no cries hosr,ely and broken
", "Hesven alone can give man strength
TO keep his senses In an hour like this
Can YOU not understand what il is for me
TO know that my wifs loves not me, but
another man.
at is false--it 10 false" cry out In
an agony OF terror.
He takes one step forward, and | sec
him shake witha great trembling from head
to foot.
cit will Kill me-" he gssp,--I cannot
bcaritw
And Ii cannot speak, as the truth
rushes upon my mind, and | stand still
by the table, with his gasping cry ringing
in my ears
"Humphrey comes from my lips at
last. and my hands are stretched towards
him,
see his white face for a second; and
then he stasgers TO CHAIR, filings his arms
upon the table, and laying his head down,
there breaks upon my ear the sound of
man weeping--the sound that of all 9TH
ers troubles woman and makes her heart
ache,
ASH listen to his passionate sobbing, I
forget all else. | know only that love
him; and the instinct to comfort him
brings me to bic side, and words flow now
with passion aud yehemence as, on my
knees beside him, my fingers try to force
themselves into the strong clcnched hands,
and cry out in my love aud terror
"Humpbrey, Humphrey, am your true
faithful wife! My husband, hear mew
As speak, the door is opened sudden
| ", and Chris Delscourt's voice calls out
hurriedly-
"Carstars, come quickly-there is
small ship aground en- the rocks, and"
He stops midway, and stand between
him and Humphrey; but Chris has only 10
look into my face to zee n little OF what
has passed.
.I-l ought not to have come in he
says, with his face scarlet. III AN very
sorry"
Then Humphrey stands up and comes
forward.
81 will come with you now, Chris. Are
there any lives TO be sayed"
YES; the little vessel is going to pieces
| and there are three or four fellows in the
| rigging"
Poor Chris is terribly confused, sup
pose he thinks Humphrey and have been
having matrimonial quarrel, for he wills
pers 70 me As we hurry through the hall
"Mrs. Carstairs, you may trust me-"
81 know it, | return, and follow him
and Humphrey out through the door into
| the rain outside.
'You are not comngp says Humphrey,
looking back.
Nes,' answer piteously. son, please
lei me come. !"
He springs back into the hall, SEXES
large cloak, wraps 1t lightly round me
and then, as raise my face, our eye
meet; and his are full Of tears. Then
for there is no time to he lost, and hulna
lives are In dangcr--hc hurrics away aftc
Chris
make my way in the binding raj
down 10 the beach, where stand SINAI
crowd, and outside, with the spray nyin
over it every second in binding sheets
ia poor little broken vessel, with he
= sides rent by the rocks, and her creV
} clinglng TO tina rigging waiting for help Z
come. A boat Is being pushed into tn
pillows amid the binding spray. Hum
pbrey stands giving orders; his ha, is gon
and his hair il blown back from his face
So | see him--my king, my husband.-an
know that he is going on that boiling sc
to save and help.
White and terrified, Bee comes fyln
over the beach, swaying In the gust, o
wind, and, as she reaches my side, Chrl
Delacourt runs up from tho boat an,
catches her hand In his,
"Ssy Heaven speed me - I've cries--hc i
very pale and excited, for death turks il
those yswpng waves, and the life within
him Is young and strong.
"May Heaven bring you safely back |!
Bee answers frankly aud fcarlessly, and
then cries out for him 10 be careful not u
throw away his life
Chris smiles radiantly think Ina
would risk death 4 thousand times to sec
Bees lips trembling for hi, safety,