The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1888-07-06
JOB DEPARTMENT.

| from the abyss OF SIN into which you
have so remorscessly plunged her?"
"Not SO fast, my friend; your sister
is quite content"
But before he has time to complete
his sentence. Lord Chetwode grasps
| his revolver, and taking aim, fires de-
liberateiy at him. The bullet passes
| through his heart, ;,nd Blake, tiingny
his arms wildly into the air, falls heav-
| lily to the ground.
Not a word escapes him, and when
he IS discovered later ON, life is quite
extinct.
| X
Lord Chctwode makes his way as
one in Il dream to his hotel. Going
upstairs, he hurrcs along the corri-
dor, seeking his own room. The door
next to his happens to be open, and
in his agitation mistaking it for his
own, he walks in, not discovering his
mistake till the figure OF IL woman
seated at IL distant table recalls him
to himself.
The woman, rising gently, turns to-
word him
AS she does so, q faint cry escapes
her. and she clutches eagerly at the
Il IlCttl lltl, hS luotSl uCSlIouS vi
support. Chctwodc, goingup, seizes her
Mary Chetwode!
"John," she cries, piteously stretch
ing out her hands, why ore you
here?"
And taking stcpforward, she sinks
fainting to the ground.
Lifting her gently, Chetwode places
her on the sofa; and as he gazes on
her beautiful face, now marked with
SORROW and suffering, all his love for
her returns, and pressing his lips to
her forehead, he murnurs, brokenly,
tendrrly, "My poor, poor girl"
Presently she rcrovers conscious
ness; and, shrinking from him, buries
her face once more i'll the pillows OF
| the sofa.
Quietly gaming possession OF her
hands, lie says, tcndcrly, dearest
Mary, look up. My heart is full OF
love for you l.et Us forget the past"
sit is inpossihlc.w she says bitterly.
Then amxiously and eagerly, she cries:
"You have met? Where is he? oh,
what do see i'll yourfacc? 1t cannot
be that you have killed him?"
sit is even So" Chrtwodc replies.
ooh, miserable wretch that ami"
she cries, wildly. First ruin my
sell, and now you, through me, have
Income an HSs;,ssln.'
Mary" Chctwole says firmly,
"calm yourself Can't you realize that
while he lived there could be no hope
for you? | had looked forward to the
staying OF hun since he day he stole
yorl from me. IL is but right that he
should answer for hls sin in that 9th,
cr world, us he could not atone for it
in this"
"lou have broken my heart!" she
says, sobbing bitterly.
Only To save your soul, Mary.
Think no more OF one 80 utterly base,
DEGRADED, and unworthy"
Days and weeks pass, during which
time Lady Mary'> life lies in the bal
nnce. Fever ensuing from her over
wrought brain. brings her To DEATHS
door: nn with tender care and cure
iul nursing she rallies, and then, when
'hc doctors permit tLorl Chctwode
making the necessary arrangements),
they start for I,lnrrtz, where Lady
Mary wishes To -ccludc herself for
some time. She looks even mole
lovely in her misery.
She assumes II false name, and for
srvrral years keeps entirely from the
world, leading Il very solitary life.
But rnn "a lovely woman hide for
ever? No; and Il pity indeed could it
! br so.
"IM,nEsr J"nN'--I hope you do not at
rihutc my long silence TO i"rsrtfuness-in
that You w"mld u: very wrong. | had
| n"tllin. t" tell yuit, my life heim. very
much the si,m" from dag u" day. Beyond
hclpin. the ponr III this parish aud attend
| ing church ! do literally roti,iny. But even
in this, john dear, have been sinculnrly
unfortunate. Hugh Mnbrrv tnur rccturl
| has chosen To i;tli in love with your poor
| Mary. md only yesterday asked me to ho
| lis vile. How could '!ir" link my wretch
! Ell lilo with his !,'ir" and perfect one and be
nappy' And yet ii ! l",r linn ! lose all
! that would mal.rc rcsi>'"ntrrn'imrahic Give
III" y"ur adyir" He loves uc with all his
irrar,. Ann To break it,
! "MN DEAR M.HrI ! i,i.yc Just read your
! welcome letter with mingled feelings vi sur
rri-, ,nd pleasure. Ii Hi, unu loves you
as yuu say, 60 To him and comics, all.
| Your loving brother.
J john"
| When Mary receives this she is anx-
ious, miserable, and grateful She
kisses her lrttcr then cries over il;
then remembering how soon she will
have TO make her horril confession,
She llinsS herself upon her bed and
! gives WAY to passionate weeping for
some time.
! Sue has only one hour to recover
herself before Hugh Mabcrly comes for
| his answer.
She goes down to thcdrtwn.,ro
ftnd seatS herself on Il low chair by
| the fire, Hnd remains wi';ipt IN thought,
/! till Thomson, The ioOtman, announC-
cS, "Alr. Mabcrly."
| When Mary sees him, she advances
to meet him, lookn. so white and
| nervous that Hugh, taking both her
willing hands, asks anxiously, "Are
you ill?i
"A little" Mary sasps. 81 shall be
| better soon. | have been thinking
about Il sud story OF il woman ! knew,
ana IL has overcome me--that Is ALL
And Then, iearing he may say the
words she knows must come sooner
or latter, she plunyes ut once into her
confession.
"Nou have heard, no doubt that
pi,iablc story OF Lady Mary Chet-
wodc2"
81 have. always pitied her"
"Dd you? Her sin WIS very great"
at WAS. Therefore the more to be
lamCnlcd."
she wns u wrctched woman"
"Why, Mary, thought you were
more charitable. Could you not be
sorry for one who must have suffered
so much?"
II could; am, Iliavc been sorry
i"r her I'LL my liic"' cries Mary, pas
s.unatcly.
There, that is what would have ex-
l"risl OF you" Hugh cxclams, risin:
and ;lking bo,! her hands III his.
Expect nothin. from me-" >hrcries,
eXritcdly. II ann the One black sheep
III your flock! OH, Hugh, forgive me!
| nm that woman
There is no answer for II moment.
Hugh only clasp, her hands the tight
or, anc. at l;lst lie speaks.
"Mly love, have known this ever
since we first met. stretched out
my hands to help You and they have
guided you straight nto my heart.
| Mary--;l heart that shal adore you
| wllilc ii beats, and has never beaten
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