Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1885-06-12

lDey dl4 alCb see me. L llSCeueu LOT
no words With the sound Of those
passionate misses filing my eacs--with
that shameful scene burning like fire
within my brain-I Aed away into the
deepest geom l could fluid like q
wounded animal vainly rushing from
the dart which is fixed in it's ewn breast.
How am Ito go home? Flow shall
bear to look again upon his itraitorous
face?
DON'T touch mel" I cry.
My husband and are standing face
to face; he has dared to offer me a ca
ress. Bertram gravely loahs at me,
with surprise in his eyes.
"Ienore, have I offended you in any
way ~ de asks.
"Yoa; have only killed every feeling
of Affection ever have had for YOU.
That ssall!" I say fercelg.
II dc not unders tand"
"Do you not, Bertram, I have just
come fnom Oakwood"
He starts, but there comes no look Of
guilt cen the calm, dark face, I am
keenly watching. Is he 80 base that
he car yhus deity hide HIS sin?
"Yp,, saw me there" he questions.
Eyes, and hate you,," T exclaim,
snatching my hand frona his grasp.
"You are the vilest man K have ever
known. would not remain under
your acof for kingdaml"
Yesterday I left nny husband-only
twent57 four hours ago, yet it seems
as, il Ne century Of time had passed
sin e then, and ask myself how shall
live without him the lang, blank years
which stretch ono before Res.
! am travelling by express train to a
little place among the neun tains, where
cap hide my misery in peace. I am
alone III the coach, and leaning my head
back wearily against the cushions, I
ponder whether slle--+his new love-
will not take my place within that lost
home.
The ears enter tunnel, then, as
they emerge into daylight there comes
piercing scream frcsn the locomotive
whistle Of an approaching train, and a
deafaning, binding crash, which seems
to sssaA0w re up.
| recover corscio,1s1tsss.to o; find I am
only hr,lised. Tie collision has taken
place 'Raar a few farms houses. and the
injusadspassencers are being carried to
these dwellings,. A dreadful scene
meets ,my gaze as slslgi1t ). she front
portion Of both trains lis completely
wrecked Amidst the debris: lie manned
humGn bodies, some struggling, to extri-
cate tlle11salyes, others, white, still,
wrapped in the last dread slum-
Der. A female figesse +is borne
past me on mems shoulders.
Everr parb,of her body lodkscrushed out
of shape:'eyen the pale face land long
fair hsir ssSa made gnanttE by crimson
stains .of:hlood.
Whese'hara I seen sutk hair rs this
before1 Like flash Of li.Sk 8 that scene
in Oakwndd rises i,efone my sight.
Yesterday those tresses wegeainRSss cross
Bertrala;s breast! 49,. &.
stast forward. A. VIII hatred for
this wonan,. WHO had ruined any peace,
takes possession of nay mind, diving
out all faSy. ..,.., u. ..r.. 49, ..'
I heed not shose aroundns. It~sea,ns
to me as though she and I have the
world TO sas2rsea17es. y -
do You know what you hfsHe done,
with your ;shazas&ll wiles 2" Iscsy. "Hcw
dare you steal away MY husbands
?" .s. H.. p. s.ssFT .@l
She has, Z soc, no power TO nasve
aught except her eyes. These with a
frightened. pleading expression, turntc
J my face. il, &a.a
Her lips movetlffee bly; she rttterslbut
~one word Hargiye'" and my rival falls
back dead. .f~at = !
Twelve mefrths have rolled slewly
.ssyvar7, but flighS of tine has brought no
paa@ie to ma. I am heart hungry ---
stagving for the love which once vas my
daily food. 4
Though turn with loathing from tho !
thought of my husband, an intense
yearDing groWsnp in my soul to be near
hinl=-to look once more apon his cGiln~
4snanse. IL {, 81. 3ss SSH
x tiVI8 u$sSA1tzo "a ny AiCfA " SSta
auers me; I grow lsnguia and weak.
ct last, yielding to en- irresistible i'm
Yglse, / leave the dwelling 4 have for 9
yeaz. called home, aud RETURN to the
neighborhood of that other house where
dwells the husband WHOM. insp1te Of all,
] still love- " s e
resolve TO remain here Hnknown, SO
that some day ( may, unseen, behold
him again. n {. &
1t Is not long before, one night & steal
forth IN the darkness to stand !, an hour
later, III front ,af my lost hoIne.
There Is no light il The drawing room.
He does not. then. occupy the apart
ment we so often shared.
T turn 10 his study Wind That also
is dark Where ii he |?
I lift nv eyes to his chamber. Here
4 light burns steadily, while shifting
shadows, IS Of per Sons moving quietly |
within, fall across the blind. 4:
MI heart grows sick With 4 dreadful
fnar IA NJ I'm 5ss III " II, ~, ~ f3yinnr and