The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1883-01-18

Philip SantWOOQ; knowing that, II It
were not sin now, would always love
him, you may dose, and I will endeavor
to the utmost to be true and affection
ate WIFE,"
So Marguerite Compton found herself
Mrs. Col. Tracy, a pe,ted leader of FASH
ion. the .possessor OF q naughty name,
and the1dol Of a fond husbands heart.
Yet now, when 1t was too late, she
knew that could che but share Philip
santwood's young. clouded life, and
be far happier woman.
1t was in the second year Of her mar
rage that she and her husband made
the tour of Europe. They had visited
many of the principal! cities; Mrs. Tracy
had been presented at court, and was
as much admired rs her proud and de-
voted husband could possibly desire
and now they were sailing down the
Danube.
They had passed many picturesque
villages and ancient ruins on the shores
of that grand and storicd river, and were
nearing Linz, celebrated for the lovli.
ness Of its situation and the beauty of its
women, when Marguerite sat on the
deck of the steamer, apart from all 9TH
ers, thinking sadly of that evening in
her life when she had decided her fate
against her own happiness. How vivid
ly the words Of the song came back to
her, as she leaned over The railing and
looked down at the greenish-blue waters
below:
''I'll nc'er forget that night in June
Upon the Danube river"
How strange that this should be a
mOOnlit night in June, and that she her.
self should be "upon the Danube river!
While her whole mind and heart were
back upon that never-to-be-forgotten
evening, a dark shadow came between
her and the moonlight. She glanced up
involuntarily, and her heart almost
ceased its throbbing. There before her
stood the hero of her MISUNDERSTANDING
Santwood-looking down upon her. One
thin. she had time to notice as he came
toward her-his proud, fair face looking
almost stern III the moonlight-the old
fashioned love was in his eyes
One instant her heart thrilled wildly
as She saw it; then AZ he came nearer,
there was terrible noise, and awful
shock; then flames were issuing from the
steamer, and men, women and children
were struggling for their live in the wa
ters of the Danube.
ter the first stunning jar of the explosion,
she found herself clasped in the arms OF
Philip Santwood, who was making hero
ic efforts to save her.
ooh, Philip" she cried, with her first
breath, where Is my husband, and your
vie. too? We must not forget them"
"My wife!" She saw the astonishment
in his eyes even in that dreadful mo-
ment. II never had wife, Marguerite.
Did he tell you sop
Yes" she answered.
And then, us the treachcry of her hus-
bands scheme to win her love from
Philip flashed like lightning into her
mind, she regretted with all the loyalty
ola true, if not loving wife, that she
had betrayed it TO his rival.
Save hlm-oh save him first, Philip
she pleaded. anxiously.
"You are woman, MarSuerite-the
woman | love-" he replied, half-savage
joy thrilling in his tones "Itis my duty
and my pleasure to aid you. He is a
man, and my enemy. I am under no
obligation to him. Let him take care of
HIMSELF"
For one instant Marguerite lay with
closed eyes in Philips arms, thinking
almost that she was in heaven. He had
never married another; he loved her
madly yet, and she-ah, heaven! how
she had loved him! This was night of
danger. 1fanything should happen that
would set her FREQ
She checked herself then. What a
then, her husband floated past them cling
ing with white, deepairing face to por.
ton of the wreck. He seemed exhaust
cd and about to sink.
20, save him" she cried again, in az
ony at her own wickedness.
Philips face appalled, her. Upon it
was pictured the fearful struggle going
on in his soul-love, jealousy, hatred,
INDIGESTION.
II cannot save you beth" he said,
hoarsely.
Then him FIRST" said Marguerite,
with desperate passion in her voice.
20, Philip, if am lost it will not be
through any sin Of yours, but if you " ill
leave him purposely to die unaided, it
will be-murder."
Philips face seemed to grow even
winter as she breathed that last word
with terrible distinctness.
II see," he said, quietly. II will do
what cam
Perhaps he might now atone for his
brothers crime, was the new thought
which stirred his soul to its depths.
Marguerite clinging to the tiny raft
where Philip had left her ct was scarce
~ large enough to hold two persons) saw
her husband snatche,: almost from the
jaws of death by the man whom they
had both SO mercilessly wronged, with a
feeling of intense thankfulness to heav-
en- too deep for words. She felt hor-
ror now at the mere thought of how she
and Philip might have profted by her
husbands death.
1t was fortunate that the accident oc.
the river ran swiftly, and few could have
been saved without the aid that speedily
came from Linz.
II have saved him for your sake,
Marguerite" whispered Philip as they
met each other at the side of her rescued,
but almost Iifeless husband.
"God bless you !" she answered, pres
sing his hand as she knelt beside the
PROSTATE form Of the co:onel.
But Col. Tracy's days we're numbered.
All was done for him that medical skill
could do in that quaint old German city.
But he was no longer young, and his
nervous system had received shock from
which he could not recover. He died,
and there, ON the shores of the 'beauti.
full blue Danube" he was buried.
Two years passed quietly away. Mrs.
Tracy had spent them in travel, and had
but lately returned to her native land
She and Philip Santwood had parted al
Linz with out a word or a pledge for the
future, and they had never met since
Yet she was notsurprised when he sud.
denly appeared in her drawing-room
one evening and spoke once more Of
his loyal love for her.
II have never loved any other
Marguerite" he said. "If1 may dare
to again offer you the name that"
"Hush!" che answered, lifting he,
white jeweled ha nd, with smile that
softencd all the dark beauty of her face
"Your noble conduct at Linz has re.
deemed your name from all dishonor in
my eyes, and even we're it other wise
how dare I, in my sinful pride condemn
you for anothcr's SIM"
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