The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1902-06-27

head and broke forth into crying and
laughing together with SO great We
hemence of passion that no other
thought had l but that her reason had
fed. 1 was sorely disturbed and ut
great loss, thinking 1 had been but n
cruel and foolish man to speak rs l
had, but after bit space of time
quieter she got, although sobbing rs If
her heart would break. Then it was
that, still sobbing with most piteous
voice and yet with the sweetest smile
Of peace upon her face that e'er I saw
on human countenance, she spoke, tell
ing me the story of her unfortunate
life since she left Glenhaugh.
With tears of sorrow at the remem-
brance and with prayers to God for
pardon of her offenses, she told me Of
that terrible dGr 1T Versailles. Deep
was my lady: emotion when she
dwelt upon this matter and thrilling
her words when she brought before me
the scene wherein the laird had con-
fronted her like the very spirit of fate
when in the riot Of surging thousands
q wild and cruel man, crazed with un-
relenting and angry vengeance, pressed
madly upon her with curses shricking
from his lips, and ere she could q
moment reflect that this man was no
other than the laird, her husband,
there had come the flash of a blade,
throb of cruel pain, and all things
passed away.
When my lady returned to conscious
life, she lay kindly cared for by the
women of mercy about her, who had
watched her through fever and deli
rum. When strength returned, she
had sought by questions cunningly put
forth TO learn something Of the story
of the awful day OF the mob's fury,
thinking to hear perchance OF the
laird, but naught those about her could
tell, only this-that among those that
met death on that day all were French
men, and among these was one who
was at first unknown, but aftcrward
recognized rs gentleman of good
French family who had long been Il
stranger TO France, but outlawed ana
accounted dead and by name De Cour
tray.
With mind sorely troubled and d
heart filed with bitter sadness she lay
for long days longing for DEATH but
time brought life and strength, and at
last she was able to arise and move
about. Then 1T was that there came
upon her n ycarning to go bTcli TO
Glcnhaugh and there seek the laird
and vindicate her honor, begging anew
for pity and forgiveness. Now that
Courtray was dead the hope was
strong within her Mt times that the
laird would listen to her in compassion
and pardon her for the i'll she had done
in hiding the secret Of her past, but
still ever against that hope arose de-
spair, for the picture Of the laird in
his wrath, following her in the mad
ness of an unforgiving hate, came be-
fore her, and she could find no voice
that spoke of love or forgiveness.
That the laird had got the letter lest
for him and had read in 1t her story.
that he had read in it her words Of
love and heart yearning pleading, she
never doubted, and SO the violence of
his anger seemed the more cruel and
relentless. For all these thoughts, still
the impulse to return to Glcnhaugh
grew strong within her, and that which
at all times gave strength and resolve
to it was 4 mothers ycarning and pas
sionatc desire to take her child fondly
to her breast again. so it was that She
Journcyed back TO Scotland and by
covert travel ard unfamiliar guise
sought the home OF old TiDbic in the
glen and there bcSought the old crone,
IN gratitude for past Kindness. to shell
ter her in hiding.
She had lain uf IihDrs a fortnight
when her message came ~ plc bv lib
bic's hand. 1t was often in that time
that she had resolved t" sec the laird,
but each time her heart ii::d failed her
At night she had wandered from the
shelter OF III" glen in Tihbics company
and had seen the towers Cf Glenhaugh
and the lights shining frOm It's win
dows, but still necr could she find
heart to descend the hills ana stand at
GlenEausii'S door.
One day she had VCliLurcd forth as
far as III" cairn, and there III the
gloaming across the &urgling chasm
she saw the form OF a man wandering
as one lost. 1t was no other than the
laird. st sight OF him she fell upon her
knees. stretching forth her hands. and
cried aloud to him again and again. but
he heard her not in the wild l1urmur
OF the falling waters, nor did the laird
see her ia the quick falling shadows OF
the night, for he paused only as If to
listen 10 the voices Of the glen and
passed Oh. lt was then my lady has
tened back TO TiDbic's and resolved az
last to send for mo