Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1894-04-21

fierce with pain, as Lunetta whispered
through her pallid lips;
Husband and friend, We have done
your worst. l leave You now. but
shall return, after an interval OF
years and upon this date, to claim my
rightful vengeance
Then, as she breathed her last, my
Elisabeth. guided by the shets, came
running through the grove and knelt
beside the PROSTATE body. Breathless
she tore the soft, white shawl from off
Lunetta's shoulders. and although the
rich blood trickled to the ground not
one red spot was found upon it.
Verify. it seemed as if the blood OF
the reckless girl was powerless to
smirch the garments Of her gentle
sister, but the pure white silk seemed
ghastlier after that, as II the very
ghost of the murdered woman had
taken its abode within it.
My wife's apprehensive words re-
called the scene until in my ever
superstitious mind l really seemed to
live again the horror of that fatal
evening and all the incidents, so dark
ard sad, passed plainly in my mental
vision.
The lover vanished-I was left to
bear the burden of the crime our
united hands committed. Bat when
calm thought at last returned. laid
the murdered girl away, and friends
and strangers accepted my explana-
ton.
Months rolled by and was free. for
the other persisted in some GYPSY
brawl and after one short year had
flown, my sweetheart, Elisabeth, and
l were wed with the cloud of horror
lowering about our path. and.
strangely enough, to both our souls
the cloud took on the curious shape
of dainty, snow-white, Silken shawl.
with blood stains lowering all about,
but not spot upon it.
And thus. for nine long years, we
lived, with the cloud growing DINNER
and DINNER, until to-day, when my
reckless errand Jared the wall and
caused the shirnmering shroud to fall
so unexpectedly about me. l had
never cared to destroy it. neither had
my wife - probably as much for the
reason that we did not care to handle
it as any other
And now, as the twilight grew
deeper and darker, we sat hand in
hand. before the fire, and, ignoring
other light, talked low and earnestly
Of that dreadful night so many years
ago.
Lunetta was very beautiful, my
wife sighed sadly as she stroked my
hand. '.And how she must have
loved" she murmured half uncon-
sciously.
Through love FOR him she lost her
life" 1 answered plunged in bitter
thought. But how came She to wear
your shawl on that night of all others, z
/ asked with sudden dread.
My darling paled and tremblcd as
she answered low 1T was my wish
I she longed for air, and never dream
ing what her purpose was I wrapped
her in my shawl-and sent her to her
/ death"
Again her pale face pressed my arm
and tears rolled from the gentle eyes,
1 but while kissed the tears away nav
own heart trembled with its weight
Of woe, and painful thoughts op-
pressed me.
And then the dreaded presen CO
came the omen was fulfilled in sub,
stance:
some one stood knocking at the
outer door, and going thence / found
a child-a boy with wide-strained
duslsr eyes standing alone within the
porch and begging for admittance.
He entered gladly at my wish, and.
seeing Elisabeth, doFed his cap and
laid two papers in her hand.
And now the mystery was all ex
planned: The poor, dead girl had
been wife. and this-her son-haC
come to Us to vindicate her honor.
The gypsy father stole his child from
out its mothers very arms. and al
these secret meetings between tn,
two had been the vain attempt on poo,
Lunetta's side to once more clasp he
darling.
Tor years the boy had followed zip
81 friends, but learning ourabode hat
stolen away and brought to u his onll
dowry.
Then when the truth was undcrstoo,
and Lunetta's boy installed for ay,
within our hearts and homes. looked
into my Elisabeth eye and seeing there
a mirror Of ny thoughts stepped fear
lcss,y and dragged the shawl dow
from its bent and rusty nail
Then. tossing it upon the fire,
stood with one arm round the boz
and held sweet Elsabcth's hand il
mine until it shrivelled in the blaze
and as it burnt both She and coult
not help thinking how old and yellow
it had grown-as if the ghastliness o
death had in some mysterious wa
quite recently deserted it.
ABOU BEN ADVERTISER,