The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1899-03-22

world. and my love is QSaQ. ID oiSo
that night, killed by one blow. 1t is hve
months since I wrote those words that
peem to mock me-fve months since /
dressed to please him. He came and
with him friend. he seemed sorry |
had waited up. His friend would not
90 so bed. He was going on by the down
train Ia few hours. Twas about to ex-
ruse myself and retire when the man
turned Co me-:
ssaaW Well, Mrs. Durant, you may con-
pratr.lata yourself on having your hus-
band back tonight. Last nights was
The toughest jobwe have had for long
time. We were lucky in just catching
tie last train, or we should surely have
bean taken. Z don't believe there is a
square inch IN the village that has not
been secured before this.
is he spoke Arthur made q step for
ward as though to interrupt him. But
be stopped short suddenly and allowed
him 60 continue. But when the man
euptied handful Of jewelry out Of his
rocket Arthur put his hand over it with
aa oath. a ring rolled across the table.
knew is in moment-papa' s1gnes
ring, which had never been OFF his nm
ger within my memory.
How did you become possessed OF
that rings 7 gasped in voice which l
scarcely recognized as my own.
The man picked it up slipped it on
13,iic f6ss,,er and furned his hand about to
snow it to Advantage.
&. Yes, it's valuable, isn't it, but
not negotiable. The old dukes a game
na, but
e Shut up. you foolr cried Arthur.
The ground seemed to rock. caught a
chair to steady myself. Arthur's face
was snffused with deadly rage; his
binds were ciinched; he started for
ward as though he would have struck
t.,e man who had betrayed him. Then
he folded his arms and stood as II wait
ing for me TO speak.
6 And you, Arthur-yeu, my hus-
Eand. common theft cried. 40h! 1
c,nS st, cannot believe it. Tell MO sna
dreaming. Tell me I am mad-any-
thing but that, and went to him and
seized his hard He turned his face
away and did not speak. sank to thu
6oor ia mig shame, and the love ] had
borne him lay dead and in its placewas
born !. passionate hats. Ny voice was
low when I spoke: Then your specula-
lions ,Tere burglaries. Your, last infamy
the robbery and perhaps murder CT my
fatheri May I never see yo1 again
never hear your name-never remember
chat ever met you! Tonight | leave
you. and Twill never again willingly
let my eyes rest On youp
Ay wedding ring flung from ne.
Its touch was pollution.
sIWould nave passed out of the house
~as was without cloak or hat, but he
barred my way Not SO fast, Florence.
Yoc married me FOR better and for
{ worse, and yon shall not leave me. Till
B the gray dawn crept IN he argued,
( prayed, beseught, threatened. HIS COM
panion had long since SUNK away. As
+ last, in answer to a burst Of threats, 1
said, with all the determination of a
desperate woman: 'The up train goes
from the junction at s o'clock H you
do not let me leave by that train, ! Will
arouse the house and denounce you
both. You will be taken red handed
You have reminded me that wife cam
net give evidence against her husband,
0ut those things will be enough to con-
denim you. In vain he impiored me to
stay and told me of his undying love.
Loyep. I cried. Such love as yours is
wor q than hate. .Words cannot tell you
hos, / despise and loathe YOU
g All right, madam he Missed
between his teeth. You have said
quite enough. You have your turn
today. Mine will come before long,
4 and then you'll repent what you've said
z tonight.
.sThe 1850 train carried me to London.
Arthur Duran. stood on the platform.
hat in hand. Oh, the gnastliness Of the
farce! His face wore look SO diabolic-
al that had I not been past all fear il
would have terrified me.
BY the newspapers learned that
both Glenmore and Abbinghal had
4 been broken into and large amount o1
yaiuables carried away. The Duke o'
Ilundy, who was DISTURBED and attempt
ed capture, was hurt in the scufle
MIR. Duraat was away from home at the
time, but returned the next day. Th'
police had no cIsw. Oh, the bitter irony
of it ALI
Il took rooms in this little house a
Hammersmith, and for weeks was Ill
Ny landlady was kind, and when m.
money was nearly all spent she mad
arrangements for me to do fancy wori
for her sisters shop.
The further entries Of that year deal
with her uneyentful life in the Ham
mersmith lodgings. Then came other
that Mabel read eagerly:
.sToday, as came out OF sho
where had taken my WORK, notice
q tall man watching me with interest
r 1ool,e5 Of him coron5 time 1t wa