Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-06-16

with triumph, repeat after me: By
the Supreme Being, / take this woman
as mine"
Fired by the contagion of her eager
ness, he did as she desired, without
pausing to reflect.
by the Supreme Peing, l take this
as mine" he sale.
TO love her living, to mourn her
from her lips like wind signing through
summer foliage.
ITO love her living, to MOURN her
dead he repeated, his own voice trem-
bling on the words.
while l live she shall have no other
husband. While she lives 1 will have
no other wife-so help me, Cod"
More firmly than before, he followed
her this time.
while l live she shall have no other
husband. While she lives 1 will have
no other wife-so help re, Cod"
The next instant she struck the glass
from his hands. and it shattered on the
ground into a hundred pieces. With a
sigh, she babe him put his foot upon
tie fragments.
"As this vessel shall never be recon-
structed, so shall these words never be
%unsaid."
He hurried over the words, and held
out his arms to receive her, but she
drew back; her quick ear had caught
the sound of footsteps in the vestibule.
Frank. my friend,'' she cried, what
is to-day"
The tenth OF the month" he an
swered.
True, true; / had forgotten she
whispered, with a blanching face.
who is the man who has just been
admitted" he demanded, hoarsely. 81
have a right to know, unless this
and he pointed to the Testament. on
which her hand still rested, and then
downward to the wine-stain on the
f1oor-"has been nothing but a mean
ingless farce!"
"You shall know " she ~rejoined, but
not now-not while he is here. / dare
not speak, / dare not tell you now For
the love. OF the gentle Christ, be pa
tient with me, Frank. He is the past;
that portion of which is not con-
nected with my husband. Into the
hands of such me mas he, we've who
patriots-give ourselves, when we
dream pure dreams of freedom for our
beloved country. He is all eyes, all
ears. / dare not say another word"
But what must / do-what say to my
own p~eople?"
Nothing, but that our marriage is
postponed. ! will see you again: We will
look Tor traces of my husband. But go
now-so."
The servant had closed the door of the
adjoining apartment upon the new
conner; and. bewildered and distress
ed. Osborne round himself a few min
utes later;under the lamps and the lime
trees of the Avenue Victor Hugo.
AS for the woman, she pressed ner
hands upon her $50 and leant heav-
lily against the table to steady her
self.
1T is the sdmmons-it Is the summon
from No. lS Rue de rEsperance." she
murmured. IN had forgotten-forgot-
ten that tonight they would draw for
the next mission, to ST. Petersburg. I.
to forget a thing like that l, to forget
everything In my love,"
She gathered her silken ~draperies in
her hand. and, stepping over the wine
stain on the floor, advanced to the por-
there which admitted to the little sa-
lon.
The room was bnt ifmly lighted. and.
under the one lamp stood a tall. ascetic-
booking man. There was something of
the priest about his remarkable aspect
and bearing: yet he did not wear the
garments of the church.
On his face was the absolute calm of
an anchorite, who thinks but no longer
feels.
"Comrade." he said. looking her v
critically as she advanced, have you
received news q our companion q 10.