The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1899-05-13

T was IN the middle of Angus: We first
Il uGi neen suffering from a general de-
cline, and we, fearing consumption
had marked her for its own, took her away
to the ssaGhore, hoping that the change
would do her good We had already been
there three months when he arrived.
loved him the first time | saw him; he
was the ideal for whom had been looking.
We went boating, driving and walking to.
getheT. 1t seems to me now that those six
short weeks were dream, or that we lived
in Already. From early morning until
evening, when the twilight shadows faded
into night, we were together, and Margaret
was with us.
At last the final week of Guys stay
came. He was to return to the city the fol-
lowing Monday. | felt very sad at the
Thought Of his departure, though l looked
forward to meeting him in the city. True,
he had not spoken of love, but knew; he
did nos need to speak.
All this time Margaret had not improved.
She seemed to grow weaker as each day
sped by. One night we tempted her to
take little walk on the sand The air
was warm and there was land breeze, so
there was DO fear of her catching cold.
a. ae ellked slowly, we all grew silent.
] was thinking of the future and what it
might bring. Guy of his departure, and
Margaret know row only too well what
her thoughts were.
"ThI" - going to be a Storm said
leisurely, pointing to bank of dark clouds
acres the water.
"Nonsense," said Guy. "You girls
think every cloud means tornado Or cy
clone.
We walked quietly along, each intent in
our own thoughts, until Guy looked up,
gave sadlen exclamation and shook my
arm.
''rhe storm is upon u.s. he said.
"Hurry, dear, hurryn'
The aifectionate word escaped him invol-
UNFAIRLY, The storm was indeed upon us.
The sky was black with masses of quickly
moving clouds. The wind howled and
moaned, and in the distance we could see
trees beat to the ground by its fury. The
sea from time to time gave vent to sullen
means. There was no time to be lost.
an along the beach to where the hotel
stool. Guy was helping Margaret. had
not gone many steps when | heard him call
me. lining l saw that my sister had
fallen o. he beach in fanting fit
We ,ubAed her hands and tried to bring
her back to consciousness In the mean.
while Che storm was increasing and occl-
sionally a large drop of rain fell.
at is Of no use" said Guy after few
minutes. "You must help me carry the
poor child"
At the last word Margaret opened her
eyes, and as she looked at him | saw in
them light that contracted my heart.
'You will save me, Guy, DEAR" she said,
and again lost consciousness.
For aIH long, weary days | never saw
Guy lie had not left the hotel, but was
staying they said, until the crisis of Mar
garet's illness was over, for she had been
very III! nigh unto death.
Then they told him unless Margaret saw
him she would die. His name was on her
lips oil through her delirium, and every
time fuotstep passed the door she would
turn her poor weak head to see if it was he
at last.
l walked to che window and looked out
at the now calm, quiet ocean. Should
do it? "ould | do it? For one terrible
moment fate trembled in the balance, and
then .ucned away feeling that hope was
dead in nay heart. But, my mind made
up, do it | would.
He cane to our sitting room in response
to my note asking for few minutes CONVEX
sation. [ had resolved to meet him coldly |
there was no other way.
"Mr. Faversham," said, after shaking |