Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1891-12-03


ing her pure presence
When this man found that I too
loved Emma. the manner he assumed
toward me was not to be endured lie
at once saw that he was ahead in the
race. and so felt a malicious pleasure
in torturing me-
al am going to call upon Miss Gar
rison by invitation tonight said he TO
me. one day with a self-satisfed smrk
Don't you wish she had invited you.
too?'
as turned away. don't want TO
breathe the same air with such pltiful
sneak rs you arc
'You had better come, anyway be
called after me 1 think she is quite
fond of me. but I should really like the
opinion Of a disinterested person like
yourself
IL did not reply to the cutting taunk
but made up ny mind that il ! could
keep Harry Claymorc away from EN-
ma Garri>on's side that night | would
do SO. and rather thought could
Among the souvenirs OF my theatri-
cal life were a skull mask and suit of
black tights. | took some white cloth
and cut from 1t outlines of all the prin
cipal bones; these sewed upon the front
side of the latter and so produced q
close imitation of the human skeleton
upon its dark background That night
put on my CHASTITY attire, wrapped
myself from head to foot in a long
black cloak, and set out for the home
of Emma Garrison
There was a small cluster of trees
near the house, through which ! knew
my rival must pass; and beneath their
branches the shadows were deep and
gloomy. COncealing myself among
them patiently watched and waited
for his coming.
at was only short time before
heard quick, light footsteps approach
ing, and throwing the enveloping cloak
wide open rushed toward the advanc-
figure with a deep ana hollow groan.
The pasteboard skull that concealed
my face and the skeleton fines upon
the tights cleaned white and CHASTITY
against their inky background, and the
means uttered were appalling, even
to myself
THE figure stood stone still for an
instant, then it sank in heap on the
ground with an awful shrek that will
echo in my soul until my dying day. !
turned and fed from the spot as an ex-
cited throng poured from the door Of
Mr.. Garrison's house with lighted
lanterns, and began searching for the
author of that wild. unearthly cry I'm
agine my surprise and CONSERVATION
when saw Harry Claymore among
them
"a moment later they were bending
over the figure PROSTATE in the road,
and by the lights they bore saw TO
my horror that it was the girl adored
who was lying there, writhiDg in terri
BILE commissions and with the froth of
agony flying from her quivering lips
She had been detained at a neighbours
that night, and had terrified the dar
ling of my heart with my CHASTITY ap
parcl, instead of her cowardly suitcr as
had intended.
"She fingered along for several days
in awful agony, but she passed rapidly
from one hystcric fit into another
sllrieking with an insane terror all the
time Then | was told that she was
dead. Told, because that very night !
was captured and found while making
the most desperate efforts to approach
my stricken darling's side From that
terrible time until now. how long |
know not have been kept constantly
under lock and key. and without a
friend or comfort in the world
Ives, they told me that my darling
was dead Dead while so young. 30
beautiful, so good, and who loved her
with an all-absorbing love had been
the cause of it Dead. and without
one word of forgiveness to him whose
idol she had been Dead, in the full
bloom of maidenly loveliness 1t was
terrible. Ali sir. never Brighten any
one, even in sport for you cannot
know what the result will be.
But she will forgive me yet Some
time she will come to me and tell me
so, and am living in daily expectation
of message of love and pardon from
her. Tell me, for the love of Heaven
tell me, if you bring me any word from
Emma Garrison"
At that moment DR.. Hayford re
turned, and we went downstairs to the
Office together. but shall never forget
the appearance of the grief-stricken
maniac as the outer door closed on him
once more. lie was crouching upon the
floor in an attitude of misery and hope
less detection, rocking himself back
ward and forward in his despair, and
at times giving utterance to the one
sad, appealing cry:
Emma, Emmal o, Emmai forgive
mel For the love Of God come to me
and assure me of your pardonr"
/ never saw the unfortunate young
man again, as returned east in few
days, but ! heard that he died some
years after, wrecked and ruined II
mind and body. despairingly insane
the victim of his own jealous action
What a terrible warning against pur
posely frightening people is contained
in the sad story of his wasted lifel-o
E Young. in Goodall's Sun