Rocky Ford enterprise., 1898-01-06

man IN u NilluSo
near Edinburgh. and suspicious Of the
truth she Travelled to the place In Suth-
erland's company. The truth was
speedily made clear. for among the
loose articles found on the dead mans
person were several letters In Caussi-
diere's handwriting. and aH old photo
graph of herself taken in Dumfries.
1t would be false to say that Marjorie
rejoiced ut her husbands death: 1t
would be equally false to say that 1t
caused her much abiding pain. She
was deeply shocked by his sudden end.
that was all. Nevertheless. she could
not conceal from herself that his re-
moval meant life and freedom to her
self and to her child While he lived
there would have been no peace for her
In this world.
He was buried in n peaceful place. n
quiet kirkyard not far from the sea:
and there. some little time afterward,
plain tombstone was erected over his
grave, with this inscriptions:
Sacred to the Memory
OF
LEON CAUSSIDIERE.
Who Died Suddenly in This Village.
June Is. 1s-.
May he rest In peace
Marjorie had 1t placed there. in per-
feet forgiveness and tenderness Of
heart.
And now our tale is almost told. The
figures that have moved upon our little
stage begin slowly to fade away. and
the curtain is about to fall. What lit
tie more there Is to say may be added
by way of epilogue in as few words as
possible.
year had passed. Marjorie married her
old lover. John Sutherland. 1t was a
quiet wedding. and after 1t was over
the pair went away together to the
Highlands. where they spent peace
ful honeymoon. During their absence
little Leon remained at the Castle with
his grandmother, who idolized him as
the heir OF the Hetherlngtons. On
their return they found the old lady
moving about the house with much Of
her old strength and a little Of her old
temper. But her heart was softened
and sweetened once and forever, and
till the day OF her death. which took
place several years afterward. she was
a happy woman. She sleeps now in
the quiet kirkyard. not far from her old
friend, the minister. close to the foot
of whose grave is yet another. where
old Solomon, the faithful servant. lies
quietly at rest.
Marjorie Annan-or shall We call her
Marjorie Sutherland? ?-is now q gentle
matron, with other children, boys and
girls, besides the beloved child born to
her first husband. She hears them cry
ing in the Castle garden. as she walks
through the ancestral rooms where her
mother dwelt SO long in sorrow. She
is rich woman. for by her mothers
will she inherited all the property.
which was found to be greater than
anyone supposed. She is proud of her
husband, whom all the world knows as
a charming painter. and whose pictures
adorn every year the Scottish Academy
walls; she loves her children. and she
Is beloved by all the people Of the pas
toral district where she dwells.
The Amman flows along, as 1t has
flowed for centuries past. and as it Will
flow for centuries to come. Often Mar
jorie wanders on its banks. and look
ing in its peaceful waters. sees the old
faces come and go, like spirits in
dream. The gentle river gave her the
name she loves best. and by which
many old folk call her still-Mar5orie
Amman; and when her time comes. she
hopes to rest not far from the side OF
Amman Water.
THE END.