Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1882-04-22
"Rathsr near-sightsd, poor fellow"
aid another, might have walked in

n man uon get married every
day." snarled Uncle Boone. "Most
likely he drank too much cham
pagne."
While others, still more charitable,
limited in mystic whispers that young
Scarlet had another wife who had
turned up at the most inconvenient
period, and dragged him bodily away
from his bride
And 30 seven years went by, and
Marian, by the laws Of her country
was free to be wooed and won a Sec
ond time.
Harry st. John had come home
from Alaska rich man. "Just ex-
actly," said Eugene Vale, "as if Prov
ideDce had sent him." But to his in
finite amazement, Marisn-Nrs. Scar
lett, as she was called still-quietly
rejected his offer of marriage.
"Eh," said Uncle Boone.
What r. interjectsd old Squire
Dana, who had an idea that he could
manage matters and things better
than destiny itself.
"You can marry whom you please
now," said Mrs. Dana, u complaining
elderly lady.
"Poor, dear Kenneth has left you
rich, and you always loved Harry st.
john"
MAMA" said Marian, who had
grown more statuesqus lovely than
ever, in spite Of the utter colorlsssness
of her cheek and brow, "there is no
more marrying and giving in marriage
for mo"
"But, dear, you were so fond Of poor
Harry once"
"Once," impatisnty repeated
Marian, "but mama, all that la past
and gone. Do you think I could go
back to the days when I cried for
sugar almonds and was quieted with
doll?
"Child" cried the old Squire "you
never mean to say that you intend to
remain single all your life ?"
Papa" said Marian, with a
dreamy light in her eyes" I am mar
risd to Kenneth Scarlet, and, be he
living or dead, I will never become
any other mans wife,"
"Is this scarlett Court2"
The old blind gardener, who was
summing himself in the lodge'gate
looked up and put one hand behind
his ear.
"scarlstt Court, sir" Yes he an
sWered.
"Is Mr.. Kenneth scarlett at
heme?
The old man gave feeble gasp.
"Didn't you know, sir2 Haven't
you heard, sir ?" said he. "Mr.
Kenneth Scarlett, has been dead and
gone these seven years"
Dead and gone Nonsense !" cried
the stranger. II know better"
"But it's true sir" persisted the
old man "He disappeared on his
wedding day But the old gentle
man, sir, Mr.. Boone soarlett, he's at
the court, older and orosssr than eyer
and Mrs. Scarlett-that Was the
bride, sir-she lives with her parents
at Dana Hedges, four miles away.
Bless me-how-what-he's walking
away without even 40 much as fling
ing me a shilling Jessie, Jessie !
child" to a bsrefooted little child,
who was furtivsly stealing globes of
swestness off the gooasberry bushes,
"run after the gent. Tell him every
body gives blind Baxter shillin.
And tell him"
"Hs'a gone too far, daddy"
said the child, indiffsrsntly. "a deal
too far"
Marian sat reading under the mag
nolias, where the glow of the after
noon sunshine could not reach her
face-pale, beautiful, and dressed in
widows weeds.
"To-day is the anniversary of my
wedding.dsyl All, me, was ever
bride so cruelty deserted ? was ever
wife 80 wretched ?"
"Oh, Kenneth my husband |" she
cried, apringing from her seat.
"Not your husband, Marian" he
said as he sternly warded her off.
"The law has freed you. from me at
last"
"Kenneth |" she gasped.
at is no crime for you, Marian
Dana, now to confess that'you never