Rocky Ford enterprise., 1896-04-16
By CLARA AUGUSTA
INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION.
CHAPTER XIv.-(CosrNuHp.)

"You will not die. bore II, and still
live; and It Is so much harder for me-
because have to bear It all alone, You
have your religion TO help you. Margie'
Surely thnt will bear you up! ! nave
heard all yon pious people pirate enough
OF its service In time OF trouble 10 re-
member that consolation.
Don't. Alexandrlne. II Ia sintul 10
scorn Gods holy religion. Yes. you are
right: IT will help me. God hlmseif
will help me. II I ask him. He knows
low much 7 stand In need OF It..
lam glad you are so likely to be sup
ported" returned the girl. half earn
estly. hnlf-contcmptuously. Are you
satisfied In regard to Mr.. Archer TreV-
lyn?"
ct will not credit 1T" cried Margte'
pn -sionately. He did not do that
deed, He could notl So good. ana
noble, and pitifuI Of all suffering hn.
mnnity, And beside. what motive couid
he have7"
The motive was all-powerfnl. hhs
not Mr.. Trevlyn. by his own confession
loved you from his youth upf"
yes"
And Pau, Linmere was about to be-
come your husband. Could there pe Il
more potent reason for Archer Trevlyn
to desire Mr.. L,nmere's death2 He
was mn obstacle which could be re-
moved in no other way than by death.oe-
cause yon hnd promised your father 10
marry him. and you could not falsify
your word. All men are weak and Ia
BILE to sin: is Trevlyn any exception
MnrgIe. have told you frankly what
know. You can credit It or not.
lenve II with WOW: decide II ms you think
best. It Is eight o'clock. will go
nov. for It is time for your lover to
come for you"
90, cannot meet him-not Tonight
must have time to think-time to COL
lect my thoughts! My heHd wh'rls so.
md everything Is so dark! Stay. Al
exandrine. and excuse me to him. Say
! have o headache-anything to quiet
him. cannot see him now! should
go mad Let me have n night to think
Of itr
Alexandrine rut her hand on the soft
hnir OF the bowed head.
my poor Margie! 1t Is hard for you.
Hark! there is the bell. He has come.
VIII you not go DOWN."
NO. no. mol Do what you Judge best.
and leave me to myself and my God"
Alexandrine went out. and hargle.
locking the door after her. flung her
self down on the carpet and buried her
face In the pillows OF the sofa.
Miss Lee swept down the staircase.
her dark. bright face resplendent, her
bearing naughty as that OF an empress.
Arch was In the parlor. He looked up
eagerly US the door opened, but his
countenance fell when he saw that It
was only Miss Lee. She greeted him
cordially.
"Gcod evening. Mr.. Trevlyn. ! am
deputized to receive you. and my good
intentions must be accepted in place OF
more fervent demonstrations"
81 am happy to see you, Miss Lee.
Where is Margie?"
She is In her room. somewhat indis-
posed She begged me to ask you to
excuse her. as she Is unable to come
down, and OF course cannot have the
pleasure OF going with you to the opera" "
Sick? Margie sick!" he exclaimed.
anxiously. What can be the matter?
She was well enough three hours ago."
20, do not be uneasy. 1t is nothing
serious. a headache. think. She
will be we'll after a nights rest. Can
not prevail on you to sit DOWN."
Il think not, tonight. thank you.
will call tomorrow. Give Margie my
best love, and tell her how sorry am
that she Is ILL.,
Alexandrine promised. and Mr.. Trev-
lyn bowed himself out. She put her
hand to her forehead, which seemed al
most bursting with the strange weight
there.
Guilty or not guilty" she muttered.
what does It matter to me? love
him, and that Is enough!