New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1891-02-18
Her ONE ERROR.
OR
THE FISHERMAN'S BRIDE.
OR
CHAPTER TX.
HUMID AND IDA.

The weeks passed. Spring deepened
into summer. One evening Nelly had
gone out on the cliffs, as she frequent
~ did accompanied by little Ida, she
had taken her seat in a sheltered nook
& to do some sewing and Ida had wan
dered off to amuse herself, Nelly start
ed up to call her back, but seeing her
playing with large dog some distance
off she changed her mind and had
just seated herself when she was con-
honted by Saul Meghorn
cat last, then, you will hear me and
answer" he said hurriedly.
"What can my answer be? I can
have but one answer to any man who
asks that: I shall never be any man s
wife in this world, while live, never
He interrupted her. "Do not say it!
least of all mine, you would have said:
but why? Mrs. Franl1len (he gave her
a, title seldom used to those other STA
tion, and in those parts), would not
speak of the past: if made mistake
then, if all was but girlish frolic, of
which made too much-at least do
me justice; took no advantage of it
. I held aloof from the way of your
married life, though God knows how
bitter it was to me to know it! Cir
cumstances compelled me to remain in
the neighborhood; but if you heard
OF me, 1T was at least in no way I'M
worthy, or to make you regret you
had ever known me as other than
q neighbor."
"It was a. wicked, cruel folly" she
said, coldly; "but I was to blame, I
was wrong-yes, and God knows I
have been punished heavily, But for
that only that foolish trihing
as it was in me, I know, no
Il worse was in me at the time-but 1T
came from that, all my tr ouble-but
for that he would have been with me
now; my husband" The words died
IN her throat, and she stopped, but
no change came in the fixed, pale fea-
lures.
"You know, you must have heard
all the village could tell what was in
that dreadful letter, the last words he
wrote. l never forgot them, night nor
day. knew allyour deceit and false
ness God knows you know what
was the all, and how fair it went, and
how little the truth came to-" Again
she stopped.
"Do not speak of it now," he said,
hastily; 'it was a sad mistake
tongues OF gossips magnify these
z things"
eff had but told him! if had told
him all, at frst" she said, bitterly,
but never raising her voice above its
chill, even tones"-this is what 1 saw
to myself night and day, night and
foolish tongue and hasty words would
not have driven him to madness"
She paused, then yet more colby
! added =
"And this is why say that least of
oil CAN [ be4r to think of you. say
to myself for him, but for
him."
eyes I did not"
<'No, no, I know it; you were not to
blame" said the woman, shade of
softness mitigating her harsh tone
ono, and | am, maybe, unjust that l
!. cannot bear even that my child should
be thankful to you, that cannot ac-
cept even as from a friend-''
s. Eyes; why will you be so cruel to
yourself? why slave as you do by night,
/ know, to send back money!"
e "Ah! [ knew it was you," she said,
/. half turning her head towards him,
for as yet hergaze had never wandered
4 from the open sea- before them. II
knew it conld be none of my poorer
friends. God knows I would never
have let it be-Would rather have died,
but to keep that roof over my head
and hers-the home he took me to-
[ could not leave it; and when the
man came and told me it was paid,
we'll I knew it must be-
"Your child -" he began.
eyes, yes, she has told me; she has
i come full OF her prattle of how kind
you were, and it panied me to have
d to-" She stopped, suddenly look
ing round, for the child and dog had
disappeared. - ...
"Where is she?" exclaimed the
mother, and she again looked wildly
round the room, uncertain which way
to start in search, when the faint cry
OF a baby voice fell upon their ears,
and they simultaneously turned their
eyes upwards. ~ y ~
Far above their heads, dWindling
into the grey twilight, save where a
faint reflection from the horizon
touched it's beetle brow with gold,
doomed the peak OF Deepgang cliff, as
we have described, out hey ond the face
OF rock beneath. -. a...s
And there, poised like a cherub
about to take wing, stood the child.
She, fearless and led on by her four
y footed playmate, had clambered, toy
ing from spray to spray, and height
to height, OF the Chine; thence, seeking
possible a sight OF her mother, had ar
rived at the edge of the precipice,
whence but a step forward, an incli-
nation Of the body-a caress even OF
the rough brute at her side must
send her hurting to their feet a lacerat-
ed and bleeding corpse!
One glance upward, and Nelly, with
& out a word or cry, buried her face in
her hands. Rescue and hope seemed
out of the question.
But quick as thought, which showed