Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1888-09-22

and received congratulation Gs the
county on my ELEVATION to the rank OF
future countess Mother, triumphant
wrote announcing my speedy mar
riage to Mrs. Beaumont, and still Jack
made no sign.
The wedding day came, and l had
seen my bridegroom but twice. On
these occasions his father and mamma
had been in the room. Lady Slurian /
had not seen at all; her husband
brought me magnificent tiara. neck
lace, earrings and bracelets of dia-
monds-the Silurian diamonds were
famed-and regetted that his wife was
too great an invalid to present them in
person.
have small recollection of the GER
emory; but remember that my father
in-law bent over and guided his sons
hand when he signed the registry,
laughing, and calling him nervous fell
| low. / wrote my maiden name, Olive
Chase, for the last time, and Immediate
ly after | was hurried into carriage
and, accompanied by my father-in law
and husband. began the twenty mile
drive which brought us to Limestone
Towers, the home of the Silurian FAM
lily.
During the whole of the drive Lord
Grenton never opened his lips. His
| father made few remarks concerning
the weather. offered me sandwiches
and sherry, and never took his Q ;es off
his beloved son until that indiyid ual.
muttering something to me unin-
telligible, sank into profound slum-
Der.
A host of servants lined the hall
through which passed on nv hus :
bands arm; but the aspect of the
towers struck me with cold dread. |
was thankful when Lord Silurian init
mated that my presence at the dinner
table would not be expected and that
my introduction to my mother-in law
would take place the following morn
ing.
made hasty dinner alone. in one
of the magn ticent rooms which had
been set apart for me, and slipping on
gorgeous wrapper l tried to forget
my woes in the pages of some of my
favorite books. Ere long my tired head
fell back on the sofa cushion and l
slept.
lawoke with a cry, and a sense of
terror. A number of wax lights shed
soft radiance over the handsome room.
the perfume OF rare flowers filled the
air, and bending over the couch on
which lay, his hot breath tanning my
cheek, was the man | had married,
with an expression on his face and in
his evil. shitty eyes, which God grant
l may never see on any human face
again. For moment | was paralyzed
with a feeling of sickening terror, then
| rose from the sofa and moved towards
the table.
Where are. YOU going?" he cried.
mot so fast. Don't you know You are
mine nOw?n
In an instant he had me in his arms.
and was holding me so tightly clasped
in his embrace that painted for breath;
while he went on; yes you're mine,
safe enough. now. I've got away from
that old devil who's been standing be-
tween US. He thinks I'm safe with
Black. He's a deep one. o, know
all about it; he wants an heir. Yes,
you die, and tear your great sad. black
eyes out or pinch your white flesh. or
bite you until the red blood comes and
SkL6dhS your D6dulllul llIuD3s
One struggle made, only to find my
self held all the firmer. and borne
swiftly to the couch from which had
risen, while he held me down with his
strong arms. and fOated over me, with
the same fearful expression which had
met my gaze on awakening.
''Shall tell you how l made the old
devil get you for me2 / told him that
| didn't want you. that I'd do what l
was told, and never speak to you ex-
cept when | was all right. | am all
right sometimes dye know. That's
the way got you; and now can tear
you limb from limb if like" and he
laughed with his head pressed close to
my breast the unending, joyless laugh
OF madness.
What did know not; think that
l prayed, a despairing, voiceless pray
er, that might not lose consciousness
then and there, or die in his loathed en-
brace. tried to scream aloud, but at
the first sound his hand covered my
mouth.
"No! mol" he cried, with all the
cunning of madness in his sometime
vacant face. I'VE want no one here.
LOU huOW LHaL YOU are my WIG, my
own. I've never had anything of my
own before. and L IL show the m how /
treat my belongings"
"Ob," gasped. 'ff you are mortal.
and not friend, take me to Lady
Silurian; take me to your MOTHER
My words called forth the widest
laughter.
Lady Silurian," he cried, you'll
never see her. she's mad, as mad, rs a
halter; curse her. that's where get it
from. Wer're all mad but that old
devil of father of mine, and he'd be
mad too if he was not the devil. Your
mother wanted the money, you see.
and she's got it; she S got ESQ. 900. and
I've got you. The old man didn't
care if had wife or not, not he, the
old villain, the old scoundrel. the old
fool; but he wants an heir. I'm going
to have my wife. beautiful Olive, but
he's not going to have his heir, 0, not
much!'
The look which he cast on me froze
my very blood, but By this time be-
gan TO see all loo clearly the nature of
fha anaPa into ubioh I ha6 foIIan