Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-12-06

| - am greatly ODlISeu W you III y oui
kindness in calling, and hope you will
come often. But my aunt would hardly
allow YOU to visit me if she knew of it;
and, as you were so thoughtful as to
come unobserved, would it not be wise
for you to retire in the same way?"
| Ht. shook his hea dIssentiuglv.
"No l will not leave vou-I viii
never leave YOU again. They brought
| me here to recover the sometime have
lost from my mind and if | find it in
Won, have | not the right to claim it: |
ha, been everywhere. among the rich
and great all over the world but | care
only for YOU. And when l found you
| here bv the sea, alone, | said: She is
mine inc for ever and ever! There
was time when / meant to make the
name of Dean Addison as famous as that
| of Newton; but reason failed me. and
| now" He bent forward until his
dark hair touched my cheek now they
call me mad"
shuddered and drew back. The sill
yer tongued clock on the mantel struck
| eleven, and with the last chime light
footstep flew along the pasSage, and a
second after my cousin Lulu's dainty
knock sounded on the door.
"Oh. Margie. let me in quick! I've
something to tell you-something really
important.
4 gasp of Joy broke from me, But
the further effort | made to call for help
was stihed by an iron hand upon my
mouth, and voice full of suppressed
passion whispered close TO my ear:
Say you have retired, and do not
wish to be disturbed. Say it now-in-
stantly-or from this window you go,
with NE, to certain death!
please let me in-just a minute, .
pleaded Lulu, from without the door,
lit l., dreaming of my utter inability to
stir, scarcely to breathe, much less to
grant her request
Speak as | have said, or we die to-
gether!" he hissed, and death it certainly
was. if d dsobeved him.
l bit my lips to silence the cry of an
guish rising stronger, as the blood curd-
ling despair tore deeper into my heart,
and bv a superlluman effort uttered the
lie that would send me from her, and
leave me at the mercy of the mailman,
whose EraS. was even Iiieh HUI 0'''''it-
erin me.
Keep your news until morning. l
a"I too sleepy to hear it now. Please,
| l. ., go away. II can not let you in.
| l.u'u. rat.er offended, said no more,
| and listened to her departing footsteps
| like one in an agonized dream,
\ quarter of an hour passed in utter
silence | could not speak nor move,
and sat staring at HIN in spe"chlesS
terror. II WAS a ghastly kind of fear
fraught stiffness, and it was positive
relief when he said, pointing toa stately
| stca er. pIoughing ON her course alar
beyond the line of breakers. the LIGHT at
her masthead steadily cleaning high
| above the waves:
- see a ship in the d sta"c1, NJ rsie;
perhaps it comes to bear us away-away
to some ieautiful land here you will
learn to love me. "
He kept leaning farther out in his
cagerne to watch the rapi lily receding
| light, and the thought suddenly occurre |
to II that now was the time to act.
Gathering all my strength, nerved by
desperation and despair, | made quick
dash forward, and pushed him headlong
from the window. Down into the seeth-
ing water he fell, url d mad and UNI
warned into eternity. a whispered cry
of "Margie! Marge!' as if for help or
mercy. came back to me, and then all
was still.
Shaking in every limb, [ crawled to
the window, and looked. shHdderngly,
I I,i,, l,t
tling with the waves. The lriny waters
were gHrgl.ng in lis throat! A dark
object tioated amid the foam OF the surf.
l saw it whir. helplessly in the eddies,
sink and rise, and sink again. Dean
Addison had gone to his grave in the
ocean, and it was | who had sent him
there Murder! 1t rang like Il peal of
thunder in my ears. Murderess! The
room receded; | could not breathe; g
chill. as of death, seemed to freeze my
blood; the atmosphere felt heavy; 1T
was dark and cool, the moon, the stars,
and the sea suddenly disappeared, and L
fell senseless to the floor. Hours after
ward they found me raving in delirlum,
and for many weeks the Burning fever
consumed me, like a fire that knew no
ouenching | awske at last to conscious
ness, thin and pale, and feeble as an in
FAINT, but no one guessed the cause OF
my illness. When they would allow me
to converse, said TO Lula:
"How long have | been sick?'
"Oh, a matter of SIX weeks Thought
it so strange of you not to let me IN that
night, and felt real cross about it, TOO;
and after we found you .was so sorry,
for you were just wild with brain fever,
and that was the reason | suppose, why
your voice sounded so oddly, replied
Cousin Lula, very penitently.
"knd what was it you came to tell me
that night?"
Let me see. Oh! it was about those
people at the cottage. The secret is out
now, and sad enough it waa, | a sure
YOU. Mrs Ansea's brotier, Dean Addi-
son, was at one timp sup Us"d to be
hopelessly insane; and he WHi the IN
valid for whom seaside residence was
taken"
"Is-he dead?" I asked, under my
breath.
mo, indeed; far from i; A"d, what is
more, he has recoverc his / n On.
The tha2kfu' tears cr""ll to my
ewes AMI ran hot On " ''.li ~.
"Tell ne ahou' it. Ii Il How came
the secret to he a.. cut...-.t;'
"Oh! that is t'ir ui,,,. s.n ,..l,r plrt of