The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1888-07-27

~ IN '''iflS' ~ 1htEtt ttN'tN WIN
u stiilcd cry.
The ansstchs Was explained,
sac set4 married a divorced nam
man with another, though '@rsa...ly dis
carded, wife stlli liNiag.
Her whs'I Woman's nature, with all
i- backing Of pious prcccpt and puri.
tan breeding. rcvoltad ut The discovery.
She felt that her tnHhaad had practiced
u deliberate and cowarlly deception
inec'.. tcr. Could she ever forgive him?
No. no; she felt that she never could.
a step sounded in the corridor.
1t might be her husbands, She spfang
to the door, intending to wildly tori
front him with the wonanls feelings he
had outraged.
But it vas only The stcp Of Inc aged
H6uSekccper, an old retainer in Mr..
Wclborn's family, on her way down
stairs.
Patty grasped the old lady's arm.
Mrs. S%aumdcrs,' she cried, what
was my husbands name before he as
sllmcd the one he now bears?"
BLESS You, mann! And have You
been Ignorant of it all this timc?." was
the startled reply. '.llc was Mr.. Rpgi-
pald Gasco,nc until old MIR. Wclborn's
death, some five years AGO. when he
took the same surname and Inherited all
the Quebec aud Montreal propcrty."
Patty controlled herself hy u great ef.
fort.
strangely enough. Ii was no,
aware of il before she etammrred;
with y CHASTITY attempt nj indifference.
"l'ray request Mr.. Wclhorn, il YOU see
him, not ,o quit the house withoutsecihs
me-
Hurtyin& back into her room, how,
ever, she had no sooner crossed tl,
floor to the open window than another
cry burst from her colorless lips.
There, in the fresh morning light, FIJI
away on tho edge Of The cliffs, she saN
the same MQinan, and not alone. He,
hushand-patty Wclborn's husband
was walking ut the woman's side.
"Oh. | will confront them together
moancd the jealouSy-tormcntcd wife
wildly assuming her hat and shawl.
Now or never! 1t must be that crcatur,
that Marguerite! | will know whether
he belongs to her or mc!'
Out of the room and out of the hous,
she rushed, making her way directly
towards the two figures through tn,
timber belt dividing the housctground.
from the foot of the cliffs.
But, on getting out of the wood, sh,
perceived that the figures had SHIFTED
their position. and We're now on II pre-
cipitous hcadland known as Mohasse
Head.
This she could only reach by first de
sccndihg through Il gap TO the water!
edge, and then pursuing the narrow
shore-linc to y light of steps leading W
the side c. the headland.
The way was lot unattended by dan
ger should the tide be coming in. Blu
she hesitatcd not an instant, and KEEP
her jealous gaze fastened upon the con
pie on Mohassct Head till she made tn,
dip between the cliffs that shut then
from her view.
She reached the beach. where the It'd,
vas luckily at cbb, Thence she eagcrl,
pushed along the strip of sand, with th'
salt water almost washing her feet OF
II side and the sheer wall of rock Cl
the other, and without noticing the at
tentlon she was exciting among tn
fishermen who were preparing tl,oi
boats for sea or mending their metz her,
and there.
Mohasset Head is a steep precipicc o
great height jut,ing far ont into the sea
When Patty had reached the base sht
paused, painting brca,hlessly, bcfor
seeking the foot of the steps she had re
solved TO ascend.
She had recovered her breath, an
was Just turning away when Il picrcin,
scream-a woman's scrcam-directl,
overhead riveted her to the spot.
Then II human body came plungin!
and bounding.dow the precipice, an,
the next instant lay crushed and MAJ
gled ut her feet.
1t was the whom she had see
with her husband but Il few moment
before.
The poor MANNED creature was nc
quite dead, but moaned %pitcously rs sh
was raised,np by several fishermen, VIII
came hurrylng TO the spot after witncs.
ing tho catastrophe.
Speak. woman!' cried Patty, SUE
denly starting out of her momentum
stupor and glazing ut the face of tn
sufferer with starting eyeballs; .are yo
Margucritc?n
; The woman made n flint afirmativ
sign, and then expired.
Patty never knew how she made lie
way back home. She only rcmcmhcre
/, Il drcam-liie toiling over rocks and ruts
combined with II mortified scnsaiio
: iliat her husband must have pushed th
woman over the crag.
Then, at last. she stood in his pres
cnce in the drawing-room. shockingh hin
!. and the assembled servants beyond e,
, preston by her awful pallor. her starr
ing eyes, and the supreme gliastlincs
of her entire aspect and bearing.
"0h, Reggy, 10 think of you as mul
dcrcr as well as II decciycr!!' she at las
found voice 10 shrek. ella. There
, there at the foot of The cliff she lies
Marguerite, your divorced wifc-blccd
ING, mangled, dead! OH, how coul
you do it?:n
"ln Heavens name, Patty, what ca
you mean?' cried her husband, spring
ing forward to support her totterin
) form: ana with his face depicting =
genuine horror as her own. What d
. you know of Marguerite? And dca-
say you? Impossible! / left her BIT
twenty minutes ago on the cliil!''
Patty gave II gasp of relief, and loob
ed at him eagerly, almost hopefully.
III you please, sir" said IN old fisher
man, who had followed Mrs. Wclbor
up from the beach, and then into tn
house, hat in hand, "me and my mate
saw the whole thing from Gridiro
Point. The lady's under Il fcarsom
mistake, though it was Il dreadful acc;
dent for all that. or n suicidc-w
couldn't tell which"
How cried Wclborn. '.Marguc
rite fell over the cliff them"
Eyes, sir; or at least the lady did !;
you was a-walkin' with on MoEassct
little while ago. After me and IN
mates saw you leave her to return t
the house. we kept obscrvin' of her purt
spry because of her actin so odd an
crazy-like. Then we was surprised {:
scein' Mrs. Welborn hurryin' down t
tho water through the gap in a very e,
cited way, which sort off drawed off on
attention from the other bit. Then
soon arter Mrs. Wclborn reached tn
bottom of the stone steps, one of III
mates gave 4 yell an pointed to I'll
brow of Mohassct. None of us couI
tell exactly how it chanced-whctLc