The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1881-07-19
helped. She was married and had to
make the best of the bargain she had

He was jealous and exacting, and when
he found that his endeavors to win Mar
iory's love proved unsvailing be grew
sullen and revengeful.
Her meekness and patience under his
cruelty angered him, and there was not
day that he did not tsunt her with her
love for the dead sailor; and if he could
bring the tears to her eyes, or q look Of
pain into ber face, he seemed happy.
Disappointment and chagrin soured q
disposition never too amiable, and he re-
gretted as bitterly as did Marjory that
be had ever married her
As may be supposed the life the Aonng
wife led Was q very unhappy g tbssn2
she showed only too plainly its effect
upon her. for she grew Trailer and more
spiritless each day. But two ye$rs
passed and then change cane-a terri
BILE change.
Marjory was sitting in the doorway, Of
her home one afternoon, mending her
husbands nets, for he occasionally varied
his work by going on fishing cruise.
She was thinking, as she often did, OF
her lost lover, and the cruelty of the
great deep in taking from her all she
valued in life, when shadow fell across
her work. and looking up in surprise she
saw tall man, in sailors dress, stand
ing before her. She sprang up with a
scream, and dropping the nets threw her.
eo1f srko Tho Of orv,oe
Alb, he was no stranger to her! Worn
to shadow Of bis former self, gaunt,
hollow-eyed and pallid, only the eyes Of
love could have known him for the once
handsome, stalwart Louis DeIward.
"No, Marjory," be said in low, tense
voice, putting her from him as she clung
sobbing about his neck, "you have no
right to welcome me thus-between as
is barrier your own hand has raised
She shrank back with a low cry of
pain. For moment she had forgotten
Amoe, and the ties that bound her to
him.
"Wrecked at sea-" said Louis, II was
the only ore saved out of all on board.
] clung to barrel for nearly two days,
and was then picked up by vessel
bound for Australia; there I was very
i'll, but / came back as soon as l could
Game back to find you married, Mar
jory. wish to heaven I had died while
! believed you true"
She could not endure silently his re-
proachful tone; she could not allow
him to remain under the belief that she
bad forgotten him and learned to love
another. With faltering voice and many
tears she told him the sad story Of her
forced marriage; and as Louis Delward
noted how frail she had grown, and how
dark with pain her eyes had become, his
heart burned with rage against the man
who had wrought this change in the once
lovely, happy Marjory..
'sHeaven pity us both. dear Mar jory, y
be said. "We are powerless to change
anything ., il l could but save you
from the cruelty of this brute! But we
must part"
"I'll see to that myself," said loud
voice, and turning the unhappy young
couple saw Amos Banks standing in the
doorway, his face black with rage.
Marjory shrieked aloud in fear, and
Louis started forward as il to throw
himself as shield between her and the
angry man; but be was too late. Ames
Banks had already sprung upon his wife,
and with one blow stretched her sense
less at his feet.
One Instant Of horror, and then Louis
Delward turned to avenge the cowardly
deed. But in his weakened condition he
was no match for Amos Banks who
threw him from the house after short
and unequal struggle, aud locked the
door upon him
The next morning the village as in a
state OF the widest excitement, for Amos
Banks had been found dead upon the
sands, with bullet in his heart. By
noon Louis Delward was prisoner in
the county Jail, arrested on suspicion OF
committing the murder.
He neither affirmed nor denied his
guilt, but maintained a cool stoicism
which was unfathomable. He appeared
to be interested in nothing but the state
Of Marjory's health, and inquired daily
Of the .jailer if she were better. For
since the hoar that she had received the
terrible blow Msrjory had been delirious
with fever, and no hope Of her recovery
was entertained.
When Louis had been in Jail three
weeks news was brought him that she
was dead.
'Life has lost it's charms for me-" he
said, ~ neither hope nor wish to live"
The murder had caused such sensa
tion in the county, through the romance
and misery which led to it, that on the
day of Louis trial the court room was
packed with an eager throng, anxious to
hear the evidence.
Louis alone seemed uninterested. He
listened in a bewildered way to the ar.
gument OF the lawyer who had volun-
teered in his behalf, and was trying to
establish an alibi for him, and did not
seem to realize that 1t was his own cause
that was being plead-thst it was bis
own life that was in jeopardy. He seem.
ed to be thinking OF something else
most Of the time, and there were those
among the crowd of spectators who
whispered loudly that he had lost bis
mind.
The trial was not long one; at the
close of the third day the jury retired to
find a verdict and the crowd dispersed,
lesving the judge, the clerk, the officers,
a few lawyers and the prisoner the only
tenants OF the room, ever which the
shades of night we're beginning to steal.
AT length q stir outside the door an
nounced the return OF the jury, who en-
tered and took their places, answering
to their names ss the clerk called them
The Judge resumed his seat; the clerk
demanded the verdict, aqnestion that to
professional men accustomed to hear il
asked and answered so many times is
seldom cause OF emotion, but to each
suitor who hears it in his own case only
and in no other, 1t is fraught with terri
BILE significance. But Louis Delward did
even looked toward the jury, his counte