San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1893-11-10

Was the girl grieving over his DEPARTURE
she asked herself. He was rich and be
longed to fine family. Perhaps he had
firted with Winsome while he had no
idea of marrying her. She would have
been glad to have her cousins confidence.
but she could not bring herself to ques-
ton her.
''She wouldn't tell me the truth if she
didn't want to anyway" she said to her
self. Later on, when Winsome took to
remaining in her room and sat there
weeping, Miss Penelope said to friends
that she was in a decline.
Her mother went off in one, she used
to add. Poor Cousin Ju.... -....
Winsome takes after her III loo,.s az.
seems to be going down just rs she i'd.
That very night Miss Penelope awUir
in her bed-heard a soft foot upon the
floor of her room. \ shadowy figure APP
peared. A thought Of spectral visitants
and supernatural warnings thrilled the
good spinSter into state of gOOSetiesh,
but she finally gaspcd, What is that
and Winsoue's voice replied: 1T is |,
Cousin Penelope. | am nervous. Let
me lie beside you for awhile Hug me
up as you used to when | was little or
phan and you took me in and were so
good to me
why, my blessing, | was good to my
self" Miss Penelope said. You're like
daughter to me-"
Cousin Pen" said Winsome, creeping
close to her and putting her head on her
shoulder, chow much could you forgive
me? If had deceived you, lied to you,
could you forgive me them?
Il guess So" said Miss Penelope, with
a frightened gasp.
There was a pause; then Winsome
went on:
Cousin Pen, do you remember how
curious you thought it that Cousin Susy
Hayland should say that hadn't been to
see her for year when you knew I'd
staid there the night of the accident to
the Butterfly? You thought she was los
ing her memory"
YES" whispered Penelope.
MY memory was all right" Winsome
went on. IL did not go there. | was
with some one else all day. 1--we kept
it from you, but | must tell now; oh,
Cousin Pen, must"
In the silence, in the darkness, the
pure, proud, virgin spirit that inhabited
the plain little person of Miss Penelope
Douglass endured an experience for
which there are no words. Suspicious
that she had driven from her as though
suggested by the evilone returned. She
no longer caressed Winsome, though she
did not withdraw from her.
$50 on" she said in faint voice, and
in silence she listened until the girl had
told her truthfully the story of that day
which had altered her whole life.
When ! left you, really and truly
only meant to go about with him a lit
tie. He begged me so hard, and did
mean to go to Cousin Susans to tea" she
said. 1T all happened, and then miss
ing the boat, and Cousin Susan being
away, and he was my husband. had
to do as he said, and losing my certifi-
cate and nv wedding ring-oh. it was
like fate, Cousin Pen.
'Winsome Douglass, said Miss Pencil
ope, remember God is listening to you
Swear to me as if you were before him
that you are telling the truth"
Il swear it in the sight of heaven, by
my dear mothers memory said Win
some. why, Cousin Pen, you couldn't
think IT.
81 believe you, child" said Penelope
Its hard, very hard, but so that you
are married it might be worse. We can
go to that old minister anyway. He'll
tell us what to do. He'll give you copy
of the certificate. There's a record of
your marriage, according to law, and
Jack Archer can be made to do what he
ought by his wife as to providing"
IF he wanted to leave me. would
not call him back if | could, Cousin Pc
nelope," said Winsome, sobbing. But
Jack must be dead Oh, he must be-
Penelope"
That can be found out, too. and your
rights can be maintained" said Pencil
To Be Continued.