Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1894-01-07


hidden her betrothed an affectionate good
night &C the gate Of the rccto7y where
ahe was to remain until morning, IN the
knowledge that he was to pass the night
with some American tourist friends At The
Prince OF Wa.es hostclry beside the
lake.
1u al this long and happy day Il Mar
gery's heart had ached. u was unhccded
by any, snye the five arch conspiratnrs
who gathered, towards midnight, At
Cursty Harris cottage, roundiy swear
ing that "sum'et mum be dinW while
nursing their fnding courage with gen
crous drafts of ale Hugo cudgrls stood
against the wal. and their brave not,
determined at the last moment after
such friendly wranglinE, was thai Curtsy
Harris, W!lly Benn, Jenny Rllton aud
Tommy Bamthet were TO proceed to the
Wishing Gate 10 rescue Alareery, and
engage the ngil and powerful ghost at all
hazards: until Geurlie could hasten 10
the scene with John Oldgprth % render
fitting assistance TO Miss Marfery, and
give color IN her eyes TO their iraiioroua
though ailecuonate aud chiyalrous inter
ference.
A Hide before midnight Margery, still
clad as az the l,ushboarlng, sat out froln
the rpctory along the old highway leading
across the holt She had hardly reached
tho little cottage az tho hiillde. when she
HfNalfllH CONSCIOUS vi nliAN ANlINNNNla All
Gcordic, Gcordlc,' she reflected, you
have played me false az lnstr
She halted o moment aud the skulkinG
figures also stopped. She advanced to-
wnr1 them and they rclrcaied' She
turned and proceeded up the hill when
they again followed, She Increased her
puco. So did those behind When along
side tho cottage, shc suddenly left The
hill, aud, speeding along Tie hedge 10
the Highway at the lake edge, quickly dis
appeared.
One Of her pursuos whispered. "Lana
marcy! she her gied oop th' ghalst"
Then the group luddied AZ the edge OF
holt copso shndlering aud wondering
what wisdom and valOr would next sug-
gest They had not long 10 walt Mar
gerry had made the half circle OF the lit
Gle hih in few moments. Gliding Past
the dread Wishing Gate, without oxen
glance OF interest or fear Rhe
grasped a handful Of pebbles aud mortar
from the crumbllng coping Of The wall,
and, dashing down the steep holt side,
she appeared before her startled rescuers
80 suddenly, and peltcd them with the
missilps 50 sharply, that all these ale
befuidled Don QuiNotes OF Grasmpre.
with cries Of superstitlons terror, incon.
iinentiy took TO their heels, never check,
ing their mad flight until barred safely
from all ghosts and tcrrors behind their
humble cottage doors.
Almost laughing and crying Mt tho ront
OF her pnrsuers and the greweOmcnVss
o. her situation, in o moment more she
had reached the Wishing Gate Tho
moonlight scene below was Tranquil and
serene. As she leaned against the on
love shrine, whose bars are cut with
names and dates by countless plgfitu
hands, she unused aloud. "What should
be my dearest wish, beyond living lilo
ghost. II one really comes here. this
straanngeiy sweet m Oswald's n'ghtT
TO be John Odgartha hanpy bridal
God bless you, Margaret Carew, / knew
you would come at laatw apoke voice
close beside her. In tones so ihr.lingly
Ike her lovers that she turned IN glad,
snrpriseto find himself claaped tendrrly
IN the arms Of the dread ghost she
had come TO layl
lust as the first morning uKht WINS
fnlntly stealing over The higher noun
| tain peaks, an old whlte-halred aud white
bearded man was reclining 10 MarRcry'c
easy chair IN her own room al Iiosedale
manor honse. He rested "a an IN.
/ cifable light and calm after half a lie
| lime Of utter might and storm. One
hand held that Of Matthew Seacroft firm
and sure and true. The other lovingly
stf0kcd the fair head Of the noble woman
} beside him. His deep, kindly eyes fen
( now upon the portrait on tho wall, now
upon Margery'a smiling. uptufned face.
again upon Margery's lover standing
near. and even rested benignly upon
| trembling old Georde. covering IA the
shadows behind. Finally the old mnn
| spoke
"Iohn. your father gave out that ]
was dead But l am the elder brother
/ still Thank God and Margaret / am
again the master Of Deepdale Hall: and
/ Il shall remain John Olagartl's aftcr I
AN gone. Margery here" and his voice
/ sank for moment. has made us one
giad family ut the end"
/ A. The sun swept bright and clear INTO
Tic Iimhrian valleys. aud st. Oswnld'a
matin-ehime stole sweetiy on them thtre
he aId Of Cursty. JENNY, WIN and Tam.
was thus happily and forerer laid.
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