The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1891-10-03

she could ever love was in tho grasp OF
Heath! Should she save herself and
leave her friend?-if she turned back to
her assistance, sho could probably nc
complish nothing more than n temper
airy respite for Celia, and her own dc.
struction would DO certain. No oye
save that Of God would look on tho
scene; none save him could Judge OF her
conduct; why not flee, and leave her
wretched rival to fate? These thoughts
passed through her brain with light
ning-likc rapidity, but she put them
away from her with fercc impaticncc.
God help mel she cried aloud, 81
will die with hcr!" 5pE 'g'
Seasons OF dire temptation beset us
all-happy are VIC il in Gods strength
We are able to resist! Doubly blessed,
II through the f%orgetfulncss OF Self we
can come out boldly and fearlessly, re-
solved to do our duty though death
stare us in the face!
At oil times Margaret Wynne was no
coward, and now she valued life less
than she did twenty hours before, for
life without love is to n woman but a
miserable void!
Nerved by u desperate courage, she
rushed back over the Distance which lay
between her and Celia, and darting be-
fore the half %swooning girl she waved
her back with her hand.
"Save yourself!' she cried, hoarscly;
ITO ilight-to flight! You will not be
pursucdl"
But Celia was too much benumbcd
with exceeding terror to hear or COM
prehcnd Margaret's meaning, and like
n death-white statue she stood trans
fixed, leaning against the rock, helpless
and motionless.
At sight of his fresh victim, the bear
gave utterance TO 4 deep growl OF sullen
satisiaction-nnd rising on his launches
he sprang upon her! Ills teeth were
buried in her white shoulder, his sim
envy paws EMBODIED her in 4 fearful en-
brace; his hot breath seemed to scorch
her face and dry up the fountain OF life!
Fortunately, her right arm was at
liberty and in her hand was clutched
the azure silk scarf that had covered
her neck during the ramble, and which
II moment before she had detached to
twist into q slip nooscthat che was now
able to cast over the powerful neck Of
the monster. She drew in the ends
with all her strengthened those terri
Bile teeth crunched through flesh and
bone in fierce retaliation.
For IN instant it seemed to Margaret
that she must yield; her sufferings were
horrible, she felt faint and giddy, the
world grew dark as midnight, she was
icy cold! but one glimpse at the face Of
Celia brought her back to herself again.
To save 4 dear friend she would sacri-
flee herself. Elmer Marshall's happi-
ness she desired above every other
earthly good, audtf it would be secured
through Celia's redemption from death,
then SO be it. She exerted her utmost
strength; the scarf, delicate and soft
though j. was, became in her deter
mined hand no contemplate weapon;
the savage brute felt sorely its fatal
power. He struggled, reared, released
its hold OF Margaret's shoulder, and at
tempted TO tear Off with his paws the
disasrceable noose. His efforts were
nervcd by fell desperation. Margaret
knew that in 4 very few seconds all
would be over. She could not hold out
much longer! Crimsoncd with her own
blood, faint and gasping for breath, she
uttered the simple prayer:
God receive mel" and closed her
eyes.
simultaneously, q clear ringing shout
INT
Bend your head, Margaret, and for
your life stir not!"
1t WAS Marshalrs voice, and she
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ming report Of firearms broke the
silence; the hot blood OF the bear del
uged the garments Of Margaret-he
lcaped high in the cir, and fell back
wards down the precipicc!
And Margaret felt herself drawn up
ward and away by strong, tender arms,
and a deep, loving voice said fervently,
"Thank God, she lives!" And then
followed u long period OF dreamlcss in
scnsibility.
When she once more awoke to q real
izing scene OF life, Margaret was lying in
q darkencd chamber, her head resting
Ion the breast OF Elmer Marshall, and
his dark, sorrowful eyes bent upon
her face. A glad light broke ovcr his
features; he bent down and kissed her
forehead. For q moment she seemed to
wander in uncertainty, but directly
memory returned to her, and she would
have moved away from him., but he
gently prevented her. asa
"Put me down, Elmer she eaid
iaintly; 81 know everything! I wanted
to sav Celia for you. Leave me, and
make her happy"
ITO q Celia for me. Margaret.
Thank God, that you also were savcdl
Did you know, little ono, that your
death would have killed mop
She looked ut him wonderingiy; he
met the scrutiny with n tender smile.
"And yet you asked hcr to kiss you'll"
she said, reproachiully.
"My darling Margaret. il was a fool
ish joke, and Cecil SO regarded it. She
does not care for me-she never hasl
Arc you so blind, Maggie, that you
have never made the discovery which
all Wolisden is ringing with? Cola
is 'bctrothed to your brother Harry, and
to sec her he is coming home next
week. And II have loved no woman
save my first, old love, my Margaret.
Will sho doom me to despair"
Margaret's sentence OF tho petitioner
may be guessed at; for, four weeks
later, in the plain old church in VOLTS
den there was a double wedding. Mar
garet, pale and emaciatcd from recent
illness, but radiant with happiness,
gave herself to Elmer Marshall; and
Celia Earle became the wife OF the brill
liant young West Point cadet.
REMAINED by R. G. Joiner, Of Allen
P. O., Hillsdale county, Mich. Moth
ing gave my rheumatism such quick re-