The Wahpeton times., 1889-08-08

syon,r Is = iookin, ior y ~ n j wy small il
|ealN NOV not snaix BY two,
n The cemetery Just buck 'of the
SIN the cemetery-at this hour! Is
lis any one with her?''
"Yes, ma'am, the Old man is right
alongside. They agree much better
there than they did in the flesh; when
they lived in the big house."
''The man is intoxicated. she MUIR
INJURED. "No, Hiram has discovered
the loss of the note, and thinking he
may be followed has bribed this old
scoundrel to throw me off the track"
IL will find the place tor myself"
she said aloud, and walked rapidly
down the road.
"Good luck to you, ma'am," the
old fellow called after her.
"Pertidious monster!" said Mrs.
Cadwallader to herself. 1T was all
could do to restrain myselffrom de-
nouncing him on the train. How
smiling and odd he looked! Little
did he know who was so near to him.
To think of my having been deceived
in him all these years! l wonder who
the creature is. Perhaps he is really
married to her, and Lob, horrible!
This must be the place." She enter
ed the gate and, hearing a step on
the walk, concealed herself in the
shrubbery. -
Her husband was there. y
The big house looked very dark to
Mr.. Cadwallader as he walked up the
avenue of trees leading to it. He
rang the bell several times before q
head protruded from nm upper win.
dow and female voice called, "Who's
there?"
"Is this Mrs. Widgeon's house?"
he asked.
"Yes-what do you want?"
els the lady at home?"
"Mrs. Widgeon is dead"
n "Ah! / be- beg pardon. 1s-ah, Mrs.
"No, sir; she don't live here"
SIS Mrs. Cadwallader here?"
"Who?"
"Mrs. Cadwallader."
81 don't know her."
MIR. Cadwallader was silent for O.
moment. He was at a loss what to
say. The window closed with q
bang.
"Humph! that cool. Well, I've
done all can. Henrietta will have
to get home now the best way she
can"
He passed down the walk. @
Il wonder if I ought to wait for
her," he said aloud. "Pshaw, no!
I'll go back to the station and in
quire if she has been seen. If Il can't
find out anything here I'll go, back
to Philadelphia"
"Hiraml" q voice called softly.
"Eh-what's that?'
A lady stepped out from the dark
ness; her face was concealed by q
heavy veil. ''-t
ooh, I was so afraid you weren't
coming" she said in q whisper.
"Is that you, my ,dear? what are
you doing out here-why aren't you
in the house?'
II was so afraid"
"Afraid of what?"
"Afraid we might be followed"
"Why, who would follow us? why
do you speak in that voice, and what
does that heavy veil mean? Has
anything happened?"
20, I had q foolish fancy that you
might have dropyed my note, and
that your-that somebody might
find it and discover U.S."
Discover us? Has she gone crazy
or have II" Mr.. Cadwallader mur-
INJURED.
ooh, Hiram, have feared lately
that you were growing cold toward
me. When can we have done with
these secret meetings and l be ac-
knowledged publicly as your wife?"
Mr.. Cadwallader was now thor
ougly alarmed. He thought his wife
was out of her head and that she
had wandered away from home in
that condition. He took her hand,
and, drawing her toward the gate,
said soothingly: "Come. my love,
come with me, and We willgo home"
"And then you will not leave me
any !9Mn more?,
"Will your other wife come there?',
"No, indeed; oh, no." said Mr..
Cadwai'ader, willing to reassure her
by any means.
"You are not really married to
her, are you, Hiram?"
Certainly not" he replied, still
drawing her along.
.:'She only thinks so." ..
eyes, she only thinks so," said the
unhappy man.
Suppose she should appear here
now" said his companion, shrinking
back"
"Come along, dear, I shan't let
any one harm you"
"But what would you do?" she
persisted.
cpd drive her AWAY .