Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1888-01-22
and many fs.tering reference to her

tEESTi=iiY Wien s1S: heard ire n43CEerg-
T)r uLSer and bitter mo kerry its was-'t
/ the sDeech CO her upcle, BIZ. Gideul
! GriUSba9; aud to heZ il VISA almost :
relief to turn aud watch Dick, who,
among the jeliies, TRIES and fruit, was
| enjoying the faeting present; who already
| ssw himself, il Imagination. fall blown
! cadet B. Ss1dh1rst, il the "Dear point"
| affected at that Institution; and in addl-
ton to bis marriage favour he hal be-
slowed On Bingo more bones thsn that
gasdTupsd could bury In the garden for
MS iEluge delectsti0n.
| s. stter q time Melsr lie, who had TO
! don travelling costume, fastened TO her
Or rOom-the room in bich she YVES
now TO fad herself for tbe lass time :;
wtile the dCmestics were collecting the
cid clippers and rice 10 throw after the
wheels hat bore aWay the welded pair.
To her the wedding breakfast hsd
seemed an ln;olerabe phantasmagOr.s
She had beard people talking aud making
merry, out their voices had seeOeG
strange end unfkmiliSr, even IS her own
HUSKY whispers sounded, afAc Of; while
to swallow anything, even glass Of
wine, was al impossi0ility.
CHAPTER LxI THE UNFORESEEN.
Al0HG-for little s2ace-a: last! She
would have II SO, and would admit Hcith-
er elusive bridesmaids nor fus8y domes-
tics, Ike the gushing MademOiselle Clo-
Ghetto
Terrible thoughts pressed thick aad
fast upon her. As has been writ en- OF C.
young girl similarly circUmstarced, she
knew that the placidity snd contsntment
Of middle age might be hers; but the
smiles and tears, the intense delight, the
ftaTs, the exultation OF early hopeful
yesrs, the fresh spontaneous love that
gives itself unconsciously-she mad re-
, nOuGced them all.
How confused and strange were her re-
Elections as she Sat there in her long veil,
her blossom wreath and Ill her bridal
bravery.
Z welded wife she might be-usy, was
bat the felt herself still to be Melanie
Talbot.
Tee golden hoop on the third finger Of
hec lei. hand told its oWn tale, End yet
the whole CT the past ceremony and the
present situation would seem more than
ever dream on the morrow.
The morrow! Little could the new
made Lady Braybrooke fCresee the close
OF this-her wedding day.
Mslsnie was more than ever pallid.
Her very lips were white, and her violet
| blue eyes were go shadoWed that they
seemed almost black. There was some
| tbicg strangely solemn, too, in her aspect,
| SIS Ct one who hsd passed through cruel
and terrible ordeal.
"OG, uncle, be kind 20 me-" she walled
in her loneliness OF heart, wnen he, to her
surprise, entered her room in haste, after
s hurried knock at the door; "be kind
and help me
He regarded her strangely. and his face
wore, for him, an expression OF deep con-
cer2 End dismsy.
Whas could this mean?
"O1, uncle.n she resumed, with eyes
cast 6cwp, 81 feel myself ike widow
rather t6sn wife"
And she looked rot 81 her wedding
| hoop, but Lonsdale's ergsgement ling,
whica had never left her hpger since he
piacsd il there perhaps.
"You are widow" said Uncle Grim
shsw, in 3 low husky voice.
"What 90 you mesI ?"
He hss:tsted au5, kuo wig how he had
| coerced her, her anger began to rise.
"Leave me for little, uncle" said
she, seven the bridesmaids AID Cochette
have not come to assist Inc. The csr-
risge, Suppose, is st the door already :;
bua 1 cannot go awsy yet with thar
msu. On, no-the future does seem ter
riole now"
"Is cannot be worse than the present."
wss his gloomy reply.
"What do you mean" she asked again
Compose yourself"
"For what next?"
"To hear what have to say-to tell
you-sn awful shock"
Her frst thought was Of Lonsdale.
"News-from-Burma she asked
family.
A rough mslediction escaped Mr.. Grim
shaw.
"No,;your husbsnd-compose your
"What Of him?"
ale Is dead"
"Dexd?"
"He dropped down in fls and died ten
minutes ago; and you-you are already q
| widow"
Melsnie, who had risen from the toilet,
table, on which she had thrown her
wreath, her veil and some of her diamond
ornaments, fell backward into 6 chair,
and for g time al became blank to her.
Voices after time rescued her.
"Poor girl-poor thing-poor, dear
Lady BraybroCke - how sad, how
awful"
They were the voices Of Mrs. Chilling
ton and a few other ladies', Of the brides
maids snd Clochette, as they al fused
about her and impeded esch other.
How strange was the destiny Of
Melsoie. Like she If whom Gerald
Grittln sung, she was now,
In one morning tide,
4 wife and dow,
a maid snd bride.
After the awful strsin of the l&st weeks
especially, she felt stuuned-strange,
more De wiidered thau ever. Could IL be
that she Was fres-actuslly free? But
what price-the life of really gecd
man. aud was it not sin to tnink thst
she was free?
Uucle GrImshSw now told her that Sir
B5IsCo, with ali his appearance CT sturdy
and animal health, had mortal eilmcnt,
known TO but very few OF his friends-
disease of the heart; inst the best doctors
in London had bidCen him avoid sll ex-
element, but the grest event of the day
had proved too much for him; and now
the last medical dictum was sudden fail
ure OF the hearts action, otherwise
syncope or fainting. THANK goodness
it did not happen sooner" added Uncle
Grimshsw, with an eye TO the settlements.
Gentle DR.. Brendon urged upon her
the usus commonplace bout the mys-
terious dispensations of Providence; the
death OF q good man fully prepared for
it; not to grieve, all was for the best; We