The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1886-03-18
A WOMAN'S REVENGE.

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daughter of a widow, whose income
was so slender that she was glad to
find accommodation during the warm
months for one or two city boarders.
The summer in which our story opens
their only boarder was Guy Travers,
a wealthy young man, who had taken
board with Mrs. Heathcote in the quiet
little village of Glenmore for three
months, which time he had spent in
teaching Msdge Heathcote to love
him. Had any one asked him, he
could not have told why he had done
so, unless it was for amusement; her
artlesa innocence was SO refreshing
and-am-well, Madge Heathcote,
'that tall, awkward girl" who would
have been positively ugly but for her
magnificent black eyes and luxuriant
dark, wavy hair, possessed greater
charm for Guy Travers than older,
fairer women had ever done.
Then after three months of perfect
happines to poor Madge, he told her
he was going away, going, perhaps,
never to return; he said she had made
the time pass very pleasantly during
his stop in the village, and when he re-
turned to his city home, he should
often recall "the pleasant days and
the nice little girl at Glenmore.
That was all; he had held her in
his arms and kissed her sweet red
lips hundred times; he had told her
over and over again that she was the
only woman he had ever loved: and
now he was going back to his city
home, where he would condescend "to
think sometimes OF the nice little girl
he had left behind him at Glenmore. F"
Guy Travers, with his handsome
looks and soft, honeyed words,
had broken the heart of many a sweet
girl before he had met Madge Heath
cote, but none of them had ever re-
PEELED him with the scorn and con-
tempt that blazed from her dark eyes
as she said:
$50 this is the endl / was foolish to
have expected anything better from
you, l SUPPOSED"
What did you expect OF me
Madse?" he questioned. "You sure
ly did not think was going to marry
you; if you did, l must say l am sur
prised at your lack of Judgment"
Guy Travers, l expected you to
act as an honorable man; that was
all. What right had you to win my
love if you did not intend to marry
me?"
"Madge!" He went over to where
she was standing and attempted to
put his arm around her in the old fond
way, but she repulsed him angrily.
"Madge," he repeated, ''if you love
me, darling, why do you speak in this
cruel way? Pm very fond of you, lit
tie one-indeed / am-and would not
hurt you by word or deed for anything
in the world; you know that. But,
my little darling, you forget how diff
erent are our stations in life."
Leave mel" she exclaimed. "Nev-
er let me see your cowardly face again. "
He laughed lightly but uneasily.
..'Madge, be reasonable; you do not
know what you are saying, my child;
l have done you no HARM"
No" she answered passionately,
''you have done me no harm; you
have only broken my heart; but that
is nothing. What difference can the
breaking of one heart, more or less,
make to handsome Guy Travers? Guy
Travers," she continued, turning fierce
" toward him, "you came here this
summer for your pleasure; and for
your amusement you have wantonly
broken my heart and spoiled my
whole life. But declare to you this
day that as you have made me suffer,
so you shall suffer. The God of the
widow and orphan will never let you
60 unpunished.
She turned quickly from him with
the words.
"Madge! Madge," he called. "You
will not 60 without saying good-by?
Let us at least part as good friends"
She turned her pale face toward him
for a moment las she scornfully echoed:
Friends, friends! Guy Travers, /
am your bitterest enemy, henceforth
and forever"
Guy Travers pulled his dark mus
tache fiercely, for in his way he loved
this proud girl, who now cast his
friendship aside with such contempt.
"Well," he said slowly, ~ suppose
this is the end. Am sorry or the re-
verse;"
All, could he have penetrated the
future he would have had little doubt
on that subject.
The next day Guy Travers left Glen
more for his city home. He endeav-
ored to see Madge, but she always
succeeded in avoiding him; he was
piqued and angry, and mentally call
ed her "a little foop more than once.
After he had departed Rhoda, the
little waiting maid, gave Madge a let.
ter "what Marse Guy dun lef' for her,"
and in the seclusion of her own room
she opened it and read as follows:
"MY DARLrNs-Why have you kept your
self out OF my sight all this day-never Civ
ing me good-by kiss or wishing me bon
voyage? Is it that you are still angry with
me? Silly child. you must forget that little
scene of yesterday-forget that you
ever loved me other than chance friend
your mothers boarder-and be again your
own dear good little self. Some day you
will thank me for what you now view in
the light OF grievous wrong. Meantime
should you ever need a sincere friend-faith
full and affectionate-you will fino one in
yours devotediy.
"GUY TRAvERs."
An hour later Mrs. Heathcote found
llCI utbuSIlUCI WAIIC 1uO SVAASCAOOoy PAOC-
trate on the floor, with this cruel mis-
sive at her feet.
That night and for many Others
Madge Heathcote tossed in raging
fever-brain fever the doctors pro
nounced it, and gave small hopes o.
her recovery. Mrs. Heathcote, sitting
by her daughters bedside, learn
ed from her delirious rawlings al
that her child suffered in silence. Six
weeks did Madge Heathcote struggle
against death, and finally came out
victorious. But as she began the slow
approach to health her mother, WORT
out with constant watching and
anxiety, gradually weakened, and in
three months from the day Guy
Travers had left them Madge was ar
orphan alone in the world.
"And for all this" she said bitterly
81 have to thank Guy Travers."
Then with the few dollars remaining
after all debts were settled, and hel
first love letter in her purse, she left
her native village forever. The vii
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