The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1901-11-15

Mr.. Foster indulged himself with eA-
torting a long and plaintive new from
the poor cat on his knees.
II cannot understand" said. | did
not know how to continue my speech.
Though they might choose to pass as
husband and wife among strangers,
they could hardly expect to impose upon
me.
"Ah! see you do not" said Mr.. Fos-
ter, with visible sneer "Olivia is
dead"
"Olivia deadw l exclaimed.
"You were not aware Of It'll" he said.
~ am afraid / have been too sudden.
Kate tells us you were In love with my
first wife, and sacrificed a most eligible
match for her. Would 1t be too late to
open fresh negotiations with your cous-
in2 You see know all your family his
tory"
"When did Olivia dep I inquired,
though my tongue felt dry and parched,
and the room, with his fendish face, was
swimming glddily before my eyes.
"When was 1t, CarryT' he asked, turn
ing to his wife.
eve heard she was dead on the first
OF October" she answered. 'You mar
ried me the next day"
"Ah, yesP' he said; "Olivia had been
dead to me for more than twelve months,
and the moment l was free | married
her, DR.. Martin. 1t was quite legal"
"But what proof have your | asked
still incredulous, yet with a heart so
heavy that it could hardly rouse Itself
to hope.
"oarry. you have those letters" said
Richard Foster.
"Here are the proofs" said Mrs. Fos-
ter.
She put into my hand an ordinary GER
tificate of death, signed by ]. Jones.
M. d. 1t stated that the deceased,
! Olivia Foster, had died on September
the 9th, Of acute Inflammation Of the
lungs. Accompanying this was a letter
written in a good handwriting. purport-
ing to be from clergyman or minister,
who had attended Olivia In her fatal Ill
ness. He said that she had desired him
| TO keep the place Of her death and burial
a secret, and to forward no more than
the official certificate OF the former
event. This letter was signed d. Jones
No clue was given by either document al
to the place where they were written.
"Are you not satisfied" asked Foster
s'No," / replied: "how Is 1t. II Olivis
is dead, that you have not taken posses
sion OF her propertyT
"a shrewd question" he said jeering
ly. why am in these cursed poo
Iodgings7 Why am as poor as Job
when there are twenty thousand pounds
Of my wife's estate lying unelaimed7 NJ!
sweet, angelic Olivia left no viii. o.
none in my favor, you may be sure; ans
by her fathers will. If she dies intestatl
or without children, his property goe
to build almshouses, or some confoundei
nonsense, in Melbourne. All she be
aueaths to me Is this ring. which CAV
to her on our wedding day. curse herl
He held out his hand, on the httl'
finger Of which shone a diamond, tha
might, as far as | knew, be the one
had once seen In 0livia's possession
perhaps you do not know" he con
tinued, "that Il was on this very point
the making Of her win, or securing he
property to me in some way. that N
! wife took offense and ran away from me
Garry was just a little too hard upol
Aer. and was away In Paris. But con
slider. l expected to be left penniless
/ Just as you see me left. and Garry wa
determined to prevent IT,"
''Then you are sure Of her deathr
said.
} so sure be replied calmly, that "
! were married the next day. Olivia's lei
) ter to me. as well as those papers. wa
) conclusive Of her identity. Would 20
I like to see itg'