The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1903-08-29

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You told me once I should be miserable
it I married him-are you glad your
words have come trueY
MRS. Clayton, what do you take me
forF' he cried, moved TO passion.
glad--glad that you, whom love wltA
, heart, soul and strength, are tied to
brute who makes your life pandemo-
MUM upon earth--glad that you are part
ed hopelessly from me, and that cannot
lawfully stir finger to help you when
am ready to lay down my life for you"
"Forgive mep' Fee said, quickly; Il did
not mean it. feel so bitter-so mad
sometimes-I scarcely know what say"
"Mrs.. Clayton" he answered hoarseiy,
you must not say these things to me:
My blood is on fire at your wrongs and
your misery. You forget how badly how
hopelessly love your
II weighed your love in the balance
with Mr.. ClaytoH's money once" she
said slowly, land my choice has broken
my heart. am twenty. have no hope
in the world" and an agonized sigh broke
from her. 81 know that after tonight |
dare not see you any more. If had been
| good or wise enough to remember my
duty, and keep from speaking of my mis-
cry to you, we might have gone on meet
ing as we have done. Tonight we shall
part forever"
"Do not say that, Mrs. Clayton. How
can leave you to that mans brutality?'
How can you protect me from itF'
she asked sadly.
He rose to his feet suddenly and stood
| before her as pale as death.
"Will you never be convinced" ne
said, passionately, ''that my love for you
is beyond self-seeking, beyond doubt?
If you will it so, will never seek you
again after tonight"
II think l am not we'll tonight am
over-tired," she said, recovering herself;
''if you will have my carriage sent for, |
| will go home"
He went at once and did not return to
her until it was ready; then he gave her
his arm and led her away without an
| other word. She never looked at him
as he put her into her carriage, and wish
ed her grave goodnight; but when the
door was closed, and they had passed
| through the gates, she threw herself back
| in a corner and sobbed such tears as she
had never wept from the hour she was
born until now. There were lights in
the dining room when she returned, and
she would have entered it, but the foot
man stood in the way with a frightened
face.
Not in there, if you. please, ma'am;
master dined at home, and has party Of
gentlemen"
At that moment there was clinking of
glasses, and a sound of laughter, in
which a shrill peal of a woman's voice
| was distinctly audible.
Mrs. Clayton stood for a moment as If
turned to stone; then she went upstairs
without a word. 1t was evident she had
not been expected home so early.
She was too stupe6ed to think. 1t seem
ed as if some heavy blow had fallen on
her, and she scarcely realized it or knew
what it was. Her mind was exhausted
| and she slept heavily. The next day when
| she rode in the park, as usual, every one
| said:
How terribly ill Mrs. Clayton looks
| She should not go out so much, or she
| will be dead before the end of the sea
son."
Dear Fee" said Winifred, riding up
''what ails yOu-you look worn out?"
Il think yesterday was too much fol
me-" Mrs. Clayton answered. "Stop my
horse, Winifredw and Mrs. Clayton
seemed for a moment to reel in her sad
die. Winifred caught the bride, and
stopped her own horse.
ooh, Lord Harold" she cried suddenly
to the gentleman who rode beside her
''go to the other side of Fee. and hold
her up; she is fainting."
| In a moment he had his arm round her
and had lifted her into the saddle, from
which she had partly slipped. Mrs. Clay
ton recovered herself almost Immediately
"Thank you," she said, with a ghastly
attempt at smile; "a sudden giddiness
Take me home. Winifred, will your
Eyes, darling"
Mrs. Clayton remained the whole da!
on the sofa, scarcely speaking. Winifret
would not leave her for a moment. Sht
bathed her forehead, and watched ant
soothed her when she turned on her sid
and moaned.
st is my head. my head" she muir
INJURED now and again. 81 think am 60
ing mad"
And then Winifred thought it time t,
send for a physician.
at is a nervous attack" he said, whel
he had seen her: "the brain seems to hav,
been overexcited. In a day or two Mrs
Clayton will he quite herself again."
| ITO he pentinuedl