The Delta independent., 1895-11-20

IhlNh He 10 hEAAAt foSD
OF YoU," SHE SAID, TKNDERLY.
ing tricks, which Mrs. Minny admitted
he never would do before when stran-
gers were present.
81 think he is really getting fond Of
you," she said, tenderly.
Oliver, aware of the Stiffness of it, but
pleased at that trustful glance, said he
hoped SO.
lie left Mrs. Minny at a hotel, regis.
tering her name and ordering good
room for her, then with almost sense
of relief walked to another hotel, q
long distance away. lie hoped the spy
might be following; once or twice he
looked behind, but there seemed no
one. At his hotel telegram awaited
him. 1t was from clerk in his Office:
'Dr Achorn tccgraphed from Pueblo to you
in Denver, Henri de Restaud died this morn
ing ut the insane asylum Funeral IN Denver
1tclegraphcd him you were in Chicago"
A second telegram was brought Oil
yer Just as he was going to bed; it was
from DR.. John:
'-rell Mrs de Restaud. They need not come
on--too late for funeral Was unconscious.
left no message. Glad you are with them
JOHN AcHoRN."
lJcStLN udu IeledStu tilC oulb loA vi
vorce; it would never be brought, and
the vengeance of crazcd brain was
over. With quick beat of his heart
Oliver realized Mrs. Minny was free ut
last; perhaps she could learn to care
for him some day-with u swift rcpul-
sion as he thought of the dead far
across the plains. Yet for once death
had been kind to the living, and who
was there to mourn Henri dc Rcstaud?
His mother died in his boyhood, his
father drove him from France, his wife
hated and feared him, his child would
never see his face, and his servants
were only kept by lavish payments
So men may make mockery of living,
shame of days, may be blots on this
fair earth, useless in q useful world,
may cause but pain and sadness, and
go into eternity more friendlcss, more
wrctched in their self-inflictcd dcgra-
dntion, than the outcast dog Sinking
through the alleys of q city.
CHAPTER TX.
Mrs. Minny was oddly pale and quiet
when Oliver met her in the hotel par
lor. She looked as if she had not slept:
and his heart throbbed at the pain he
had caused her. OF course she had
worried about her strange position and
the trouble in Denver on account of IL.
He conld tell her at least the fear Of
the divorce was over. Death had set
tied the case. Yet it WIS hard to tell
her of that death. lie hcsitated, and
talked of the weather.
ut is always horrid in Chicago she
said, mournfully. 81 shall hate this
hotel, too; they would no. let me have
Skye in my room; they put linn in some
cellar, and he was not like himself
when took him for q little walk be-
fore you came"
Oliver hada bunch of roses he had
bought for her on his way, but ~
seemed even hcnrtless to offer them TO
such un afflicted being. However, he
sat down beside her on the sofa and laid
the flowers ON her lap.
'"rhank yoN," she said, mournfully-
II don't think ought to wear them.
The chambermaid asked me Il was a
skirt-danecr."
The gloom settled on Oliver now
''She was impudent,' he said, cross
Iy. "You see how impossible it is for
young lady to go to hotels alone"
well, you didn't offer to come with
me- she sighed; lyon even went to
another hotel oh. know. looked
for YOU in the register ---