West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1886-10-22

world" she had concealed and turned
the lock upon, before, in the uncon-
trollable climax of her misery, she had
cried for help, and fallen, as they had
found her, in death-like swoon.
She stood still, lookingdownwnrd and
holding heuuscaled note in her hand.
Another knock, another message.
''Mr Sands has left his hotel They
thought he was TO leave town by tho
1880 express. What shall we do, NJ SIS
Anabelf'
"Send to the depot" was the order.
She flew to hrankln's side She
clasped his hand. "Eear friend" She
said, you have loved me truly for-so
long. You love me now, do you noti'
Something forbade the ,yal soul OF
Franklin Monroe 20 say 81 love YOU" TO
an atiianced bride. But his cioouent
eyes, his earnest face, gave assurance 10
Anaoel. He said: II am at your com,
mand"
She put the letter into his hand.
lie glanced over the passionate pro-
testatlons, the plea for 70 givencss, the
breaking of a heart at Anabel's feet, 10
comprehend the one marked sentence
that explained why the announced mar
rage was unlawful, impossible why
Eugene Sands had fled. Hr'
%ne more message, mo tidings from
the railway depot. Mr.. Sands has not
been seen there to-day. The people arr
very impatient. Mrs. Clifton sends To
know what we shall say"
'Say I an c0Rin0, y said Anabel.
She closed the door. She was almost
fabulous in her brilliant beauty as, in
( &C Of her mingled love and resolve, she
returned 60 Franklin
She tore ftom the knot Of orange bios
SONS that had accompanied Frankin's
gift, and which was already clasped
ngIinst the bosom of her bridal dress,
ono flower, aud fastened it in his vest
. O'Clock u. 1.-Two hours late: but
at last the wedding march strikes up.
The bride is comingl The long delay is
rewarded 10y the vision. "Shc looks
like an angel" they said.
One rivetcd gaze ut the bride, aud then
all eyes turned upon the bridegroom.
Already bridemlids and groomsmcn
had rallied from the shock of surprise.
The throng Of guests accepted their as
tonishment as best they might. Anabel's
mother, pale and trembling, glancing
toward her darling when the cortege en- :
tered, with its surprising dcn3Uosien',
murmnred "Ihank lleavenln The Young
brides loveliness sfbdued everybody
Even the children behaved discreetlv.
beyond all precedent, in extreme exi-
gcncy of children's behavior. The whole
household zoe the whole town, in fact-
had known OF Monroo's devotion, and
there had been no lack of sympathetic
Indignation when his right to be Anabcrs
lover was usurped by an arrogant
stranger. IDs nl = "a
o o',tock II. M--Under the marriage
bell OF lilies and white roses, a married
woman, Anabel Monroe And every one
pushing up TO kiss and congratulate the
bride. And the bridegroom? lie was
equal 10 the occasion-a good deal 20
say of q man who, in addition TO the
usual nervousness nscribCd 10 the mascu
line mood upon such an occasion, had
known in the rapid experience of mo-
ment the transition from despair To tri-
umph.
2 0'ciock r. " In her travelling dress,
and in the carriage; the adieuX all made
the luck-propitiating shoe, Mays pet
embroidered slipper, 10 be framed in a
glass case eventually, flung after the re
ceding wheels in the highway The
sound of the dance tread aud the music
pours into the open air. And from be-
tween half-barred blinds of window
not far of an anxious, grief-drawD face
follows with its guilty eyes the carriage
receding in the avenues sunset. reddened
dusk.
8 O'cLock II. MA compartment in q
palace car destined TO stop at West
Point. Rooms bespokcn by telegraph,
which at morning shall how the dawn's
superb outlook upon wooded path
winding TO tho rivers edge the we'll
known Filtration Path, frcighted for
franklin Monroe with memory of first
love-a first love buried, as he thought,
but awakened by fate at last so strange
ly, so dazllingly, from tho sleeping, not
dead, past.
In the car alone, bride and bride
groom
"Cousin Franklin, says the new made
wife, cousin (shc cannot drop at once
the old time term, "you are sure, per.
fectly sure, are you not, that you love
mcW
'PerfectIy sure" not very audibly,
not very steadily, but stung to his soul
with the blissful assurance Of the truth
of his assertion, her husband answers.
81 love youw said Anabel.
O'Clock T.. M.-A moonlight night.
All we'll Hudson River express train en-.
teriog the Highlands. -HorDcr's Woekiy