The Red Cloud chief., 1898-12-02
THE RED CLOUD CHIEF.

the bride and bridegroom 70 thd
Grange, one bright June evening. Just
like this. she put on her weddins
dress and veil, slipped down to tie
river unperceived and nung herself In.
hoping. I dare say. that the food
would carry her fair body to the sea
as gracefully and smoothly a. that
leaf you"
"well-weil-and II didn'tf" inter
rupted my wife.
ut carried her as for as the Red
Mill below the second bridge, where
poor, foolish wench!-she and all her
| bridal finery were ground to pieces"
"Oh. what a horrible story!' cried
| Helen, with a shudder. Poor Cecilyl
IL hope she was dead before she
| reached tho machinery"
History does not say, but ] pre-
sumo she was. Her Idea was poetical
enough, and would have been very eff
| fective but for the interference Of fate
In her case. You know the river pass
es under the Grange terrace, where
| every fine evening In summer 1t was
Master Ronald's habit TO sit drink
ing and smoking far into the night.
| and Cecily meant TO float down.
| shrouded In her wedding veil. like
| Elaine OF old, under her faithless low
er's eyes"
Then he saw her." broke In my
wife ea~gerly-"he must have seen
her. Paul; for you know tho Grange
Ia about half a mile above the mill.
Don't spoil the story by saying no
was not there when she passedv'
I'm afraid. my dear, I shall have to
spoil It by o most disseminating de-
movement, II you want the truth and
nothing but the truth. However, II
you wish, I'll turn the story"
mo, no; keep to the text"
"wcll. the text IL, that when Miss
Cecily passed Henshaw unfortunately
had Just opened his third bottle and
his sight in consequence was Q tribe
misty; no Just turned to his wife.
who, report said chung to the do
canters almost as devotedly rs her
lord, and hiccoughed drowsily--
go say, Betty. there goes another
car-case OF Thompson's. That 10 TO
fourth sheep he's lost this season by
-er-nood-unlucky beggarr - to
which Mistress Betty nodded acquies-
cence with closed eyes. b body Of
the young lady was carried unchecked
To the mill, where. next morning, there
was not enough OF her found to al
even a corner OF the coffin her afiict'
ed relatives laid In tho family vanlt
not enough to fashion the faintes,
outline Of a ghost wherein to hsun,
the Grange and hurry Mr.. HernshaV
TO remorseful self-destruction."
"Then he lived?"
"L~iyed-rather! Lived to marry
two other wives and die at the patri
archal age Of n~inety-three."
at had no effect on him--the pool
girls awful death?"
"Oh. dear. yes: II had q certain
effecti He left the Grange the day
after the funeral. had a fortnighti
heavy spree In London. which seemed
To have steadied his nerves and
drowned his remorse, for before TIT
end Of the month he was home again
"a hale as ever and INDUCING In hi
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usual pastimes."
How could a woman love n di'
for such a-a-man-he must hav'
been half an ANIMAL" muttered Helen
her eyes cleaning.
"Tnat's the very remark my poo
father used to make when telling mi
I tho story. Old Ronald was alive. yo'
nro- u,hou ha was n hOv. and M
father has often remarked to mi
that OF all the hideous bloated disrep
utsble looking old boys he had eve'
seen Hernshaw OF the Grange wa
the worst,and that II poor Cecily coul,
, have looked on her lover In his latte
days she would have bitterly rue,
the fatal plunge that robbed her per
haps Of n happy useful life and q Quis
deathbed surrounded by her children
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