Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1904-03-17

Vivian or her attendants; there was
no one near Sitting alone, at some
distance, he saw a woman, evidently
waiting, but he did not see her address
Lady Selwyn.
| He was curious for 1t suddenly
dawned across him that he had heard
Lord Vivian was giving brilliant fete
that was the case, what was my lady
doing here at the station alone?
He went near her, and distinctly
heard her ask for first.class ticket to
Genoa There was no mistake; still,
TO make sure, he bowed. and inquired
II there was anything he could do for
her ladyships service that evening.
It was Lady Selwyn's voice that
thanked him In dull, tired tones; II
was Lady Selwyn's face, white and
weary. that locked at him from under
the Pickering gas light,
viii It be long" she asked. before
the train starts?'
He told her ten minutes; she thank
ed him, and walked slowly to the other
end Of the station. then he lost sight
Of her
They are queer people, those Eng.
Iish.' said the station master to him
self; but that passes all What can
lady like that want to travel at this
hour Of the night, and alone, for?"
When the train did start. n lady
took her place in the first.class carriage,
and another--unobserv unnoticed---
stole out of the station yard.
Then. and for the first time. Theresa
Bowden had time to think of what had
happened--had time TO realize her
lady's flight, The girls thoughts were
very sad ones; suddenly she found her
! self torn from comfortable home, and
launched on sea Of difficulties that
appeared endless
u know" she said to herself, that
| II the truth were knCwn, all my lady's
unhappiness COMES from Miss Leigh"
Even with the fur cloak wrapped
round her. she shiVered as with mortal
cold, as those do over whom the Hack
shadow hangs
What was IT." she asked herself
What was the deadly weight that
seemed to chain her limbs and chill
the blood In her veins? Early morn
was dawning; In the sky she saw
fresh pearly tints that told OF the ris.
ing Of the sun. Why did the morning
sky Cypress her, as though the day
dawning were one of doom? Once she
opened the carriage window, and in
came n sweep of fresh perfumed air
clear and pure, II made her shiyer
still more.
People laugh at presentiments, they
make light of forebodings. All! believe
me. you who read, when the Angel Of
death is approaching, his shadow often
saddens us That shadow now chilled
the warm life of Theresa Bowden;
while she sat there-hcr heart beating,
her pulses throbbing with life. the
blood running warm In her veins
Death had marked her for his own,
Never more was sun to rise or sci
for her, mover more was odorous sum.
mer wind &C. play about her, The dark
shadow came nearer and nearer, The
train passed by quiet vineyards, where
the faint dawn Of morning shone on
the purple grapes past quiet Italian
villages, past purple hills and snow
clad mountains, without stopping,
without accident. 1t reached small
station at last, near the pretty town
al Scdi There they who travelled
heard the first paint morning carol of
iht Lirds and then on again
On until who shall say how II hap
ponod there came n terrible shock
terrhl" Huise. Missing of steam,
crashing as of broken carriages.
cushing, hlindlaR, bewildering shock,
ms two trains mot with deadly force,
and one forced the other over the ON.
bankment into ,ho yine-wreathed val,
ley below
A collision One train was ive min.
utes late, There was some careless
ness some ten or twelve innocent,
helpless human beings paid with their
lives.
There was dire confusion and dis
Iay, then those who had escaped be
gan To collect themselves In less
than an hour help came from Sedi and
live dead the dying. and the wounded
were extricatcd from the wreck Of
broken carriages and laid side hy
side,
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