The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1883-07-27

women, and that with her I visa to lead ths,
Elife Of happiness which before had been denied
me: In anticipation had seen the kindnesses
that was to shower upon her.. How with nv
strong right arm was to carve my way t
name sna fortune and pour into her lap the
did not taunt her with her perfdy. I could
be o. proud as she, and 80 smiled and bided
my time. E No'
knew Guyson-s dark, handsome man.
Mita eyes that had cruel glitter, and voice
that told not wholly Of sincerity; with all the
cruel, but with manner soft and gentle "a a
dove Knowing all this Ibid not ourse-I
pitied her. Pitied her-yes, aud would save
her from the life that must follow il she be-
came his. Ts - ~
s e sssss d The church a..
candles cleaned upon the altar. and tbronoh
the air there stole an odor Of incense and Of
howers Soon the organ pealed forth, the
massive ma doors were thrown open,' and the
first time since I had received her cruel letter.
she WAS very pale, and started convulsively
when she met my gaze. He was smiling. and
Looked 90 cursedly happy that could have
killed him then. But my time had not vet
come l
They were standing before tho chancel-rsil.
The priest had spoken the opening words Of
service and was about to join their hands,
Then the sharp report of pistol rang out, and
Guyson fell dead! -"'
It was my plstol-.my hand that pulled the
Trigger, my eye that had aimed the bullet
which passed through his heart
In moment all was confusion Taking adj
vantage OF this, I rushed to support the faint
ing Heloise. Clssping her in my arms once
more, poured out passionate entr eaty-
begged her to fly With me: Told her that for
body lay .quivering at our feet and who would
have made her fair life desolite had but the
rites been contaminated which united not one
affinity to another. Told her my whole wealth
OF love, in language which seemed TO be sent
to me nv the giyer. o. eioquenoa. And then.
upon me in all the scorn aud dignity Of her
rare beauty, and with naughty tones exclaimed :
You have killed him-klll me- never
loved you; he is aud always will be the only
man who shall claim me, either in this world
or The world to come"
With rapid motion she snatohed the pistol
which held in my hand, placing it to her fair
white bosom, and, pulling the trigger, fell at
my feet corpse. A dark red tide oozed up
from her bosom, and, throwing myself by her
side, kissed he cold lips, now white in death,
and prayed. begged for forgiveness. Implored
her to come back to life-to give me but ono
glance, one sm 70 OF pardon. Then my hands
were dabbledi her blood, and after that all
was darkness.
The next thing remembered was finding
myself in this clark hole, with band of chat
tering ninnies gaping around me. And then
they tell me it is a lunatic asylum, and that I
am lupatic Stuff and nonsense!: I suppose
have dropped from my own world aud come
into the old, dreary one again, and that your
wise idiots cannot credit my story. I write
this, therefors, to set the matter at rest, and
call upon whatever sensible person may hap
pen to come across it to come to my relief and
take me from this place, where the food is
very bad, and where Q woman with blonde
hair and blue eyes sits in my room and points
mockingly alta small red spot in her bosom
from which oozes narrow thread of blood.