Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1904-05-19
CHAPTER xxx.

There was another inmate Of the room
which Reuben and his cousin had enter
ed. Lucy Jennings was standing on the
hearth rug with her hands clasped to-
gether, and her grave white face turned
toward mother and child. She had reach
ed home before them, having a better
knowledge Of the shortest cut to York
Road than Reuben had.
Mary looked round as the cousins came
In together, and sad smile flickered ON
face grown careworn with anxiety. She
did not raise her head from that of her
child as Reuben and Sarah advanced,
and Reuben said:
Mrs. Peterson, / have brought an old
friend to shake hands with you-tO ex-
press her regrets for al that past distrust
which she has had, as well as l."
! Sarah had only heard the first two
words.
Mrs. Petersonr' she exclaimed
"Ther you--you--"
II was Edward Peterson's wife," she
added wearily and sadly-"yes."
but not In the plot against you,
Sarah," said Reuben; fighting for you
In the itst Misunderstanding to me to
come to the. rescue-kept forever in
doubt concerning you-held down at last
! to silence by the awful threat Of her
child's death--believlng In your safety
through L. ALT and striving once more for
you and against her husband when she
feared his treachery had deceived her"
"And he was true to his word" Mary
added with q sigh, 'for the first time In
his life. . 1t, Is long story; spare me
for few days the history Of a school
girls secret marriage, a,bitter repentance,
| husbands desertion, a long uphill fight
to forget past that had become terri
BILE and full Of humiliation. did not
know then that Bessie lived, and was one
| link Of love that held me to my old life.
have come to London for few words
of explanation, Sarah; they are made at
a sad time" Mary said, "but / could
not rest, after Reuben's visit to me--not
, even for an hour after my husbands 3
DEATH" NE.A ass. tA#
Edward Peterson is deadv exclaim-
ed Sarah Eastbell.
She was surprised--she hardly knew
why, but she was sorry for his death. He
had plotted against her--he would have
killed her rather than let her escape
without a rahsom--but she did not be-
grudge him his life. And it left Mary
. young and pretty widow, too--but what
had that to do with itf"
"He died within an hour Of your cous-
in's visit this morning." said Mary,
"And you are here" replied Sarah
| wonderingly. , =
"Ah! you !, cannot understand that"
said Mary, ''you who will love your hus-
band all your life. But my love was
crushed OUT quickly, and only my duty
took me to his bedside--my regret. for
the last mistake which brought about his
death, and his last act of Vengeance"
"His last act of venGeaneeV' repeat
ed Sarah =, ...,rr.~y,,. -.
"Haif an hour, after Mr.. Culwlck had
left -me, my husband changed suddenly;
he wholly realized, and for the first time,
that theretwas no -hops for him In this
world; >and---whatfd did he doP"s she added
with a shudder. !.
"He should have asked pardon Of you
for blighting your life," said Sarah.
HE should have sought pardon OF his
God" added Lucy Jennings.
"He tore the last will of Sumon Gull
wick into hundred pieces, lest should
claim my right to riches by It," answer