The Sunday herald. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1866-1887, 1882-12-24

chose with herself and her money. u would have
been sin and q shame to os0 such chance OF
course, wanted to see my handsome lad ~ good
gentleman as the best OF them. ~ Tho ola woman
seemed to he taking on aud pufposeiy, IKE telling
rigmmoo to chld TO keep u quiet. slnmy
con, ycs. Say us All my fault. DO. vow ron
talk black white when II pleasos you. ~
1T was your fault, sammy You might ha'e
lived happy and peacelbly " you' chosen, Haven't Y
been down my knees 10 beg you 20 lot her tlonc
when you was treating her that shameful ihst ihc
whole country side was ringing with It. Won Know
II, and others know ". And can tell You Whist
Mr.. Samuel Nixon, " she'd been found dead " het
bed, as expected every motnlngot my llie to heat
there wasn'ta servant In the place that wouldh't
have spoken up before the COtOnetand glad 10 do ~
who'd have swung for u then, va IKE to know .
Tho brute was mastered. I heard him stunning
his feet about uneasily; then-in maudln
whimper. ct was drink, nothing elise, and her
aggrayating, whining ways, Don't be hard on me.
old woman I'm sure Two given w handsome 70 Ml
your plans, ~
"'Iiccausc you couldn't help youtsclfyou fool
Now you what It is to have your poor old mother
to turn TO- Your wife may talk as much rs We
plcases now. Who'll believe hor when wo'yo got "
written down by two grand London doctors that she's
as mad rs mad can beg who's 10 mind her talk OF
any clses2 Aren't we taking her up 10 london
Just for the good OF her health to nice safe place
whero she Will be well looked after and kent from get
ting herself aud other folks Into troube aud then YOU
and me win go back, Sammy, and live a. happy aud
comfortable as you please.N
"of course they viii; beautiful place aud The
best of living. Bless you, she'll be rs happy vs. the
hearted, sammy. knew you couldn't abide seeing
her slorming and raving as she ala last night, 50
lust gave her little sup Of something before We
started, and You sec she's been sleeping like baby
ever since. And the gent oman-whete she's going,
you know-he gave mo this bottle; aud when we gctio
London I've lust to give her whit OF W on ahaud-
kerchlef, and of she goes as quiet as lamb NO
screams, no antrums this times and he said hisnurses
win he ON tho lookout for us with his carriage, anu
before she knows VI there she'll he as snug a. You
please.n
This was awful.
What should do? Were we ever going to stop
Was there another station before London should
hc diugged, dragged of, and madeiaway wlthY
knew " they found me out II was all over with me
The pattern OF tho blue shetland veil danced before my
eyes, the noise of the train was the sound OF tue
roar of the artillery In my ears. sat up, ready Tor
spring aud q struggle
A Jerk Another \ stop, and the door flung
open.
'rlckcts, pease.''
made one plunge. l flung the rug clear over the
old woman dashed my arm into Sainmy's face, aud
tumbled hCa1long ont Into tho OF the lstOnShcu
ground rose up or | went dOwn-down--intO an I'M
fathomable depth Of darkness
'llullu old fellow. Better now ~ were the hrSt
words I heard, Thumpson's voice. There he was
with glass of water In his hand. STOPPING over me-
rhompson's mother was kneeling beside me, cud-
ding me up against her nice soft senlskln was on
the waiting sofa and about dozen people were
all standing around. Thompson went aud telegraphed
home that was SAFE and then he and his mother
took me to tho house in London, where they wero
staying.
I can't remember much after that. l was III for
many weeks. believe. I tried to tell people what
had happened; hut no one would listen. They ny,
even now to make me believe dreamt 1t In my III
ness. I've got II told now though, and every word
uf II is solemn truth. Resides, didn't and smell
Lefty burning the blue Shetland veil.
I've had no more music lessons Since that is one
good thing.
The railway key? oh, left that sticking In the
door. That's alI,-iruOSU.