New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-05-27
The Grcndmct6er'S Heart.
By MRS. HENRY DUDESEx.

violently tweaked her shoulders The lover was !
ae looked judicial condennatory Just IKE these
! felt it my duty to tell you he said. In cor
Mary only sc65ed, a tiger passion of maternity
ternity, What passionI Divine yet wild beast
any oIlerence In my feeling % you dear one ofOr
The Grandmo5her hated him He dared to stretch
70 Mar1p1T g'9 9Ts Ser h ~ his arms They
remained so The Grandmother was nlled with
When one grew o1d one saw he frtfiity OF eVery
had chosen that,
They we're in each others arms, these lovers
Ire horror OF Marys face as II topped his square
SnouaeT utterly killed the OLD WoE9an-peIore ne
stood there. although she could watch and listen.
on a little longer the mechanical habit OF many
years Thai hat made no Ia5fsr she was dead IN
her. How things repeated themselves! The same
had looked Ike that The world was very boring
for clever woman-a woman Of resource II was.
perhaps, as well to have left it.
she murdered him. said Mary. n the most
1t seemed another voice II was another voice
OF new woman who had learned and was pitilsss.
GRANDMOTHER murdered her husband! Don't let
me her again. Take NE away. take me away,
The old woman watched them They thought
she killed her husband? Why. yes But what a
srite statement! What bare fact! They dS not
torments by which he had killed her Al old
l q
mortal wound True. she had killed his body. But
TIE lover went on. in his level. his businessliks
she was tried for the crime and acquitted 1t
was not fully proved A young and lovely woman!
assured Of her guilt. and. later evidence came to
Never mind, Tell me why she, did IT"
II canaOt tell you. Don't ask
Mary actually laughed. fixing her eyes on his
blood learn wtckedness By instinct
| The Grandmother family groaned This was
she had a lover. continued the girl Those
| The young man looked at her with kindliqg aver.
love II Einted AZ what ais feelings might become
! in ten years-if Mary played him false The Grand
| in a dull way. She was already dead, and could
not trouble very much Also, where was the good?
she had lover he admitted. slowly; "a young
Mary cried again Tears and laughter took turn
| yearsi IL loved her. Was it IA knits?'
The brief word. Ike pistol shot. The Grand
mother remembered she recalled the bonnet 9 she
| lions she had asked the chemist She remembered
her sly triumph IN her secret as sHe grove nome
| do something which other women had not courage
'Poisoni Yes That would be ike grandmother
II can't go near her again or listen 70 ass voice voice
They 0 ss6t %Ess she $1,000 stood TE 4as
She already dead. Fool Of he2rt-stay sun!
| MarvI 4 medley chased through her departing
| brain Her senses asserted thenselyeS-a maj
| muster. She snslled violet powder, and heard me
/ gurEltnE sounds that infants make as, ruIiy ted
thev fal to sleep. She cherished the warm scratch
ing touch OF weak hands AT her cheek she tasted
/ The food-insipid, warm and very sweet one al
ways tasted the bottle drstust 70 sea that 1t was
| MaryI VITA an Effort she stretched out her
| wavering. sinners hand
| And she saw-a baby face-two faces! One
merged into the other. Mary that was her dallsh-
I ter and Mary that her daughters daughter
| had always been or less life 70 her
This most extraordinary heart OF hers. Never
| had there been vital II was wicked. and
the wicked were always strong A good lie! Vow
| suppostng that she had lived a good NE Her
| heart! It srrged her side. promising TO burst
| her wrappings And yet she was dead quite dead,
| hands and feet very cold the eternal iclless
| mounting TO her lip She could not move rom
that corner o the china closet She could only.
| with agony, stretch out her hand. and that but q
| little way she would never move again She
| would not have TO mount the long flight or stairs
I What a relief
TAKE ne out OF this house-this dreadful house!
Take me outside-where the air is Innocent
| Mary spoke in a choked and spluttertng way.
| They were about 20 pass bolt OF a hearth GIVE
! your last beat, Lie stll-forever!
| The grandmother dead, yet alive-alive
enough 70 finch from that glance which Mary
| would surely throw her
! They came round. Mary shrieked- Likely the
| grandrnother helrd- Her persistent heart was at
its last plunge.
| "She is here! She Is deadr'
The girl dropped on her knees before a being
| that BY this time had. = truth, quite departed-a
/ figure that was punched out grotssquely on the
| hoOr.-(The Sketch