Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1886-12-02

49,. - - - ~ n~u discovering his
mistake TIL the figure Of q womar
sesesa az q distznt tabA recalls him
word him uNtns TO-
As she does 90, a faiut erv asc...
ner, ana she clutches eagerly AZ ~
chalr near her. as though desirops -
support. Chetwode. go frsu nm se;1ss \ - =.
oy the arm. II is his sister "a :
Mary Chetwodel A-''uy
John, she cries. piteopslv s.r.
ing out her hands, .sWhy are In en'
here?" arc you
ana taking a srepiorward, she sinks
iaintlng to the ground.
1htting her gently, Chetwode nlacAs
her on the sofa; and as he eazes on
her beautiful face, nov marked With
sorrow and suffering, all his love 10,
her returns, and pressing his Tins 10
her forehead, he murmurs, brokenly
tenderiy, My poor, poor rirlp'
Presently she recovers conscior.
ness; and, shrinking from him, buriss
her lace once more in the pillows d
Quietly gaming possession of he,
hands, he says, tenderIv ..Dsar 80,
Mary, look up. My heart il fnil 3,
love tor you! Let us forget the past y
m 1T is impossiblel" she says bitterly
Then anxiously and eagerly, she cries
You have met? Where Is he? On
what do see in your face? 1t cannot
be that you have killed him?''
1t IS even sol' Chetwode replies
"Oh, miserable wretch that limit
she cries, wildly. First | ruin nv
sell, and now you, through me. hay,
| become an assassin"
Mary, Chetwode saws firmly
calm yourself. Can'tyo realize thai
while he lived there could be no nom
for your had looked forward 70 rs,
Staying OF HIM since the day he stol,
you from me. 1t is but right that he
should answer for his sin in that 9th
er world, as he could not atone for il
in this" :
You have broken my hearth sh,
says, sobbing bitterly.
Only to save your soul. Mary
Think no more of one so utterly base
degraded. and unworthyp
Days aud weeks pass, during which
! time Lady Mary's life lies in the bal
( anee. Fever ensuing from her over
wrought brain, brings her to deaths
/ door but with tender care and care
iul nursing she rallies, and then, wher
the doctors permit lord Chetwod,
making the necessary arrangementsl
they start for Biarritz, where Lady
Mary wishes to seclude herself fol
some time. She looks even nor,
lovely in her misery.
| She assumes a false name, and fol
several years keeps entirely from til,
world, leading a very solitary life.
But can q lovely woman hide for
ever? No; and pity indeed could il
be so.
| DEAREST JoHN:-I hope you IL not at
ibute my long silence TO fOrgetiulness--iI
! that you would BE very wrong. | has
/ nothing TO tell you, my life being yer,
( much the same from day to day. Beyond
1 helping the poor in this parish and attend
I ing church do literally rothing. But ever
| in this, John dear, have been singularl,
| unfortunate. Hugh MabeTly (our rector
| has chosen to fall in love with your poo
| Mary, aud only yesterday asked me to b,
! his wife, How could dare link my wretch
] ed life with his pure and perfect one and b.
/ happy? And yet il ! lose him | lose al
I that would make existence endurable! Civ,
/ me your advice. He loves me with al hi
/ heart. Am | to break it2'
my DEAR MkRY.-I have lust read YOU
welcome letter, with mingled feelings OF sur
! prise and pleasure. II this man loyes yor
| as you say, go to him and confess all.
Your loving brother,
"JoHN."
When NJ nv receives this she is anx
ious, miserable, and grateful. Sh,
/ kisses her letter, then cries over it
then remembering how soon she will
have to make her horrid confession
she filings herself upon her bed and
! gives way to passionate weeping fol
| some time.
She has only one hour to recover
herself before Hugh Maberly comes fol
! his answer
She goes down to the drawing-room
and seats herself on a low chair by
1 thefire, and remains wrapt in thought
| till Thomson, the footman, announc
es, "Mr. Maberly."
When Mary sees him, she advances
to meet him, looking SO white and
nervous that Hugh, taking both hol
willing hands, asks anxiously, "Arl
you i'll"
"a little" Mary gasps. 81 shall b.
better soon. 1 have been thinkin!
about a sad story OF a woman knew
and it has overcome me-that Is ALL
| And then, fearing he may say the
words she knows must come sooner
or later, she plunges at once into hei
| confession.
"You have heard, no doubt that
| pitiable story of Lady Mary Chef
wode?"
81 have. l always pitied her"
Ibid you? Her sin was very great.
at was. Therefore the more to bt
Iamented."
"She was a wretched woman"
"Why, Mary, | thought you were
more charitable. Could you not bt
sorry for enc who must have suffered
SO much?"
al could; ami Ihave been sorry
Tor her all my life!" cries Mary, pas
sionately.
There, that is what would have ex
pected OF youl" Hugh exclaims, rising
and taking both her hands in his.
Expect nothingfrom mel'' she cries,
excitedly. II am the one black sheep
in your flock Oh, Hugh, forgive me
] am that womanl"
There is no answer for a moment
Hugh only clasps her hands the tight
er, and as last he speaks.
'My love, have known this ever
since we first met. | stretched out
my hands to help you and they have
guided you straight into my heart
Mary-a heart that shall adore you
while it beats, and has never beaten
for any other. Can you forgive my
not telling you of this before, and
come to me, to bless my life by being
my true and faithful wife,"
'Oh, Hugh! my whole life is IN you
hands! love you dearly but WI
YOU never have bitter thoughts OF me!
"Mary, you have sweetened all Dit
terness by your confession"
And, with hands clasped, these two
gaze into each Others eyes, IN which
they see love, happiness, and perfect
trust; and for all time they pledge
themselves to each other.
Fifteen Huge Cheeses.
From the New York Times.
Thomas I Linton of Glasgow,