The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1889-04-05

l, who would he in the work.
house if it were not for the charity of
my relations"
"The brute!'
''If | was SO silly rs not to know
on which side my bread was butter
edit was often difficult to tell-hc
would turn me out of doors, and
that would perhaps bring me to my
senses. But why need l tell you the
particulars of this and many anoth-
er most painful scene? l was silent
and undecided for II while, and Mt
last found courage to tell Mr.. Mitch
ell that could not marry him.
"He listened with a disagreeahle
smile, and replied: My young lady
will not find refusal SO easy as she
Thinks"
"Owing to rusty conduct on the
part of your amiable UNCLE" inter-
polated Owen.
81 believed this was his meaning,
until the next day. Then my aunt
informed me calmly that l was al
ready married to Mr.. Mitchell"
els that good lady subject to such
fits ofmental alteration"
81 stared ut her in amazement,
when she proceeded to explain to me
that, according to Scotch law, if q
man in the presence of witness says
n woman is his wife, and she does not
deny it, it becomes a legal marriage.
There was witness in the train that
day-the old lady 1 mentioned. Mr..
Mitchell is Scotch, and was deter
mined to have his rights.
81 could not believe aunt was in
earnest, but it seems she was, and,
what is worse, they oil bcset me
every hour in the day with speeches
to the effect that it is ofno use to
try and escape my destiny. Mr..
Mitchell has the law on his side, and
the sooner, for appearances sake,
consent to another marriage cere-
mony in church the better.
~ have asked you to meet me here
this evening, Mr.. Stanley, to tell me
truly if there is any ground for their
saying I am Mr.. Mitchell's wife,"
1T is the most preposterous, COW
ardly lie I ever heard Of" exclaimed
Owen, quite boiling over with indig-
nation. In some parts of Scotland,
long age, some such rubbish us they
tell you might be true; but we are
not in Scotland. To have this rich
mans money in the family, your rep
rebate of IN uncle is trying to play
upon your innocent ignorance,
knowing or believing you had no
one to enlighten you. He ought to
he exposed and prosecuted for his
villainy."
"Oh, I'm SO glad and thankful you
assure me that this dreadful man
has no power over me-" said Louise,
with a profound sigh OF relief.
"iou poor little fricntlless thing!"
AS if of its own accord OWENS arm
encircled the girls waist, and he
tenderly and reverently kissed her
unresisting lips.
"And now l must fly back to the
house. Dear me, the half-hour is
long past"
"For heavens sake don't lot them
persuade you to commit any rash
folly. Trustin me-" said Owen, tax
ing another kiss in farewell.
Arriving at his lodgings. he found
two letters awaiting him; one from
Travers, q special chum in the old,
luxurious days. and the other he
could hardly believe his eyes-from
Uncle Raymond.
He dashed into the pcrusal of this
last ut once, and discovered that,
after year and II month, his former
friend and bene!actor, his fathers
only brother, was on the track ofthc
fellow who had committed certain
forgery-a crime of which Morris
Raymond, in hot, sudden anger, had
accused his nephew. Strong circum-
stantialevidence against Owen was
not wanting, and thus, suffering for
the misdeed of another, he was
thrust out for a rough struggle with
the world.
Now, through the merest chance,
the real culprit had been discovered,
and the letter in Owens trembling
hand contained ample apology for
past injustice and an earnestly en-
pressed desire that the old relations
be renewed.
CAS- you are reinstated with the
old boy"-an extract from Travers'
letter-"Is hallsoon have you among
us again. l hope it will not break
your heart to hear that Nelly Well
and has given you the slip. When
she heard of your misfortune she
transferred her affections to Morti-
mer."
Il think Ihave found some one who
will console me for the tickle Nelly"
said Owen to himself. "Did ever q
stroke of fortune come ut q luckier
moment?"
Old Cruncher's hat played the role
Of post-box on several occasions aft
er this; there were other tete-a-tetcs
upon the messy log, and here Owen
told Louise the old, old story-told
and listened to with tender, sweet
delight. Uncle Raymond's letter en-
boldened Owen to prompt measures
in depriving Mr.. Mitchell of his So
called bride and Mr.. Cruncller of his
niece.
Violent opposition, rage. bitter re-
proaches OF ingratitude, battle of
angry words, waxed fast and furious,
but love gained the victory.-Frank
Leslie's.
Scalding milk is making ttoo hot.
Butter made in this way will he