Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1889-11-08
OWENS Wife.

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Dark men are always jealous
men. Beware If one crosses your
path.
So said the gypsy fortune teller
TO Maggie Cameron, when she
sought the hollow where the tents
were pitched, with halt dozen
other frightened girls and laugh
irg bows one summer morning, and
Maggie vas superstitiOus for a
girl &C the Nineteenth century, yet
She accepted Owen Mayne on her
way home. The darkest of the
dark, eyes like Jet, halr no ravens
wing could outvie, the skin of a
opaniard, strong features, and tenn
per that leaped up at a touch, and
did not cool again in haste.
lie was older than most of the
party, and had more experience
lie had been in the far west ; he
had fought the Indians once or
twice he had met with despera.
does who would have robbed him
had he not left them dead on the
spo5. A 'ali, slight man, graceful
and agile; IS good dancer as he
Was @ dghtcr-he had taken Mag
gle's heart 10y storm.
Ie knew how to make love, too ;
he VAS not one of YOUR timid lovers.
"Yout gypsy told you to beware
of dark men, did She notY he
asked Maggie as they walked home
together.
Yes" she sad, "because they
pr. a.ouS; but, Tor my part, /
,bonld not Ike husband who
WIS a,t jealous OF me; should
thiuk be 0id not care eaOugh."
"You are right,' said Owen.--
"WithOut jealousy there is no
love. Marry me, Maggie, and l
think l shall make you happ Ter
than any chilly hearted fellow who
only wanted you to cook his dinner
for him could. Marry me, Maggie,
and have no fear of a jealous man
as long as You are true to him, for
be will not suspect you without
cause"
Aud Maggie put her hand into
his, and, though no doubt all the
others saw him do it, Owen kissed
her.
And so they were married not
long after, and for a year were as
happy as mcrtals could be.
At the end Of the year there was
e little baby in the home, and the
young couple we're as proud OF 1t
rs ,onnc couples usually are.
Owen was an engineer, and of
srl owav wuch of the time. But
h,r is rain uas~ed Vie 'ltilr
.ot' .c mere his olie y gci', e
a,Aa}s gaye hrl Il signal in lhr
shape Of whistle she had learned
TO know.
"i wonder what that whistle
means - people on the cars often
ask each other .neler Guessing that
j.. was the young engineers signal
to his wife and baby.
The Child grew aud thrOve, a
pretty creature, with its fathers
DARK eyes and Its mothers golden
hair; and except tor the fact that,
ike any other engineer, Owen took
his life lu his hands each morning
when he vent forth 90 win hF
bread, there was nothing to TT OubSe
Maggie.
The dark man has never been
Jealous of me once,7 she used TO. say
to herself "But, to be sure, | DS ve
look at any one else, and be has NJ
cause
The home where the three dwell
was in a quiet little village or th
borders Of a small but beaatiiu
lake.
On those afternoons whicI
{ brought Owen home Maggie use
to meet him by what they calle
the Lake road.
4 at first she carried tAe child
# then she pushed him in the littl
, wagon; but at last he was able I
walk besidse her.
y He WAS a sturdy little fellow
n with no fear of anything, and MAJ
. Gle had much ado to keep him 1
order, bat she was very proud
him.
II was bright autumn afternoO
= ard Maggie was on her way
meet Owen, when her attentiO
was attracted by an unwOnte
sight. Beside the lake and eas,
was set up, and an artist was sea
ed before it making a sketch OF u
surrounding scenery. The plat
was so out of the way Of tourist
or summer boarders that tins THU
had neser been seen before, al
Maggie, who was very fond
pictures-tbough she had seen bl
few-paused, and watched Il
PAINTER from afar.
He was- an elderly man, al