The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1897-02-05


&, No, darling No, no, no! But It will
! kill me.
Aud if poor Arthur put more cognac
than was his abstemious want into his
ut the club, what wonder? !, 81.
/ There is such q thing Us broken but-
tertly, say what YOU will! - #.. 5..sSs
| n" y .n
| The wedding was gorgeous and select.
The honeymoon was thirty days of abs
ject and happy slavery on the part Of
| the general; of graceful and wifely sub
mission to exhi i IS Of ,eonjngal aftee-
land) Oh the part Of Lady Grant.
| And the happy commencement of this
| auspicions union Is not eVNnescent. 1t
| eliminates in a perfect understanding be-
| tween the veteran warrior Cfor, after all,
81 is so and his charming bride. He
| gives her all he has-money, time,. love,
cntlurance-evcn absence when it is the
| duty Of a modern husband to be absent
And She on her side. does her duty.
She accepts all without 2 murmur.
~, The races are Just over at Goodwood.
GOOD sailor has sousht s y yaeit W." And
| from that luxurious home, which is now
party of invites have every way driven
over to Goodwood in the Generals drag.
| But today is the last day of the meeting.
So Lady Grant has determined to have
grand dinner OH board, and fireworks
| to follow.
Dinner is over. and, strange to say,
everybody is on deck except Lady Grant
and Capt. Malet. Strange, because Lady
| Grant is the model of an English matron
and therefore it must he something of
great moment that keeps her in such
close conversation with any one but her
! husband.
For it is not strange that Capt. Malet
should be of the party. Is he not a
| very old friend of the hostess, and is not
| the General a person who has been ac-
customed to obey orders all his life?
''Sybil, are you happy?"
eyes, dearest Arthur, as happy as
wife can be. For l have the blessed
consciousness that am enduring daily
| martyrdom, am married to Il good man
whom do not love. But | know that
| our ways, and so l am content"
II only wish Providence would direct
the General to another world!'
Hush! Arthur, you must not say
such things to me-
And then they go slowly up, slowly go
| up the companion, to where they expect
to find the General entertaining his
guests.
He is not there And, as he has to go
out in the dingey to let off the fireworks
outside the harbor, he has been putting
on life belt in his cabin next to the
saloon. Unfortunately for himself, Gen.
Grant has never learned to swim. 1t
was not agreeable to him to hear his
wife talking to the handsome young Of
fcer about her marriage, but it would
have been still more painful to step out
upon them.
The General goes up the companion in
minute or two, after drinking off a
large glass of water, for he is unac-
ready equipped for the night air.
''Oh, you will want somebody to help
you," says his wife: capt. Malet. at all
events, is not afraid of the water"
Poor little thing! She means no harm.
After all. it does seem little absurd to
| wear Il life belt when you are Il member
of the Royal Yacht Squadron.
Without a word the two men get into
the dingey and are rowed down the har-
Dor to where the fireworks may be let off
to the best advantage
Few people, except visitors to Good
wood, and fond husbands with large
families, visit Littlehampton. For the
benefit of the majority, therefore, may
mention that the port of Littlehampton is
chiefly composed OF the swift-fowing
river Arun, a couple of jetties and a few
piles. Az natural consequence, when
the tide is at the flow, a mountainous
wave is the result of the contact between
sea surge and river current.
OF this fact the couple of sailors who
are rowing out the dingey are unfortu-
natcly ignorant. So when they came to
the mouth of the harbor they are cap
sized, fireworks and all, as neatly us pos
sible, the result being that a quarter of
an hour after the accident the boat is
drifting away merrily into. midchannel
with two people hanging on to her keel:
The two people arc Gen. Grant and
Capt. Malet.
The sailors have disappeared.
Slowly the long hours glide away.
Fiercer every hour dash the pillows
| against the benumbed bodies Which are
| rousing their wrath. Colder every min
ute grows the apathetic night, until it
grays into dawn.
Then, Mt last, one of the silent couple
loosens his grasp and sinks into foam
and obscurity.
1t is SYPHILIS first love.
Horace Grant, who himself can hardly
! hold on, SO frozen are his hands, thinks
of the conversation he has just over
| heard; thinks that, this man dead, he
HAY YET Uc GUlc u WI HIS VIE 1--WE,
thinks that, this man living, his good
name may yet be dishonored, his strong,
! manly love may yet be turned into mis-
cry.
Then he remembers that he cannot
swim, and he feels that life is precious
Then he is conscious that a man,
helpless man, is struggling in his death
agony not five yards away.
And then he hears 4 hoarse voice
through the hiss of the waves
Help, help! For Gods sake. hclpr'
And then he quickly takes off his life
belt, and filings it, with an arm steady
and sure toward the drowning man.
Six months have elapsed. The place
is Grant court; the time is midwinter,
and Sybil Grey and Arthur Malet are
again together.
"And will you really be my own at
last. in the summer, my angelo
Eyes. darling. l will Sufficient time
will then have elapsed to prove how
deeply l regret my poor. dear, noble
general: and now, darling, l think you
are converted at last. Yours was, indeed,
a miraculous escape. The ways of Prov
idence are inscrutablc, are they not?''-
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