Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1906-03-24

utdlu Wpulu uuuO any u luc unilu you
have worked me. But it is all over, and
have killed myselfv'
"Why do you hate me 30 bitterly,
Pauline?" he asked; and he studied her
attentively while she answered:
Because you have been by evil
genius ever since l became your wife.
If had not married you my life might
have been as happy and pleasant as
other women's lives are. No sooner did l |
know that l was my uncle's heiress than |
my happiness was destroyed by hearing |
that l was to inherit only on the condi-
ton that l did not marry without my
guardians consent Thanks to you, this
condition was already broken; and my
six years of possession have been en-
FILTERED by the certainty in my own
mind that you were alive somewhere
and would surely find me some day,
and deprive me of all that l had risked
SO much to obtain"
Polling sighed heavily and took up his
| hat.
you will let me come and see you
againT
why? You do not care for me in
the least. Why should you take so much
trouble to be civil to me?"
you are my wife. No amount Of dis
like or shortcomings on your part alters
that fact We have been very unfortu-
nate in the past can see you are I'M
happy; and, in an indirect way, l am
the cause of your unhappiness. would
give a great deal to make things brighter
for you, If you would let me-"
She was touched by the earnestness
of his manner and tone.
"You are very good" she said; "and
am sorry 1 behaved 80 badly to you"
She stood silent for a few moments,
Polling watching her quietly; while they
so stood the clock on the mantelpiece
struck IL.
you must go now" she told him
hurriedly. 81 have an appointment to
ride with some friends. Come again at
this time tomorrow"
. He did not attempt any outward dis
, play of affection, but passed down the
stairs. He met Babette half way down.
with whom does your mistress ride
| to-dayY' he asked.
with the Baroness de Belette"-a
woman we'll known for the pertinacity
8 with which she had chung to the extreme
edge of respectable society for the last
z five years. "Yhey have wager as tc
| who will ride the greatest distance on q
| horse belonging to Monsieur Crevir
4 which has always refused to carry 9
J., lady"
q Polling went on with a little unac
v knowledged anxiety in his heart. H.
e would 90 back and try to dissuade Pau
d line from this mad freak, but that h
knew it would be useless; and any show
h of authority on his part just now Nigh
e perhaps undo the little good he believes
(. he had accomplished.
e He drove straight back to the hotel
and sat with his chin resting on hi
( hands at the little table in the windoY
E. of his room. He was In a strange stat
Il. of mingled hope and dread He did NO
to know what he wished; he only knew tina
Y. he meant to do what he conceived to b
III his duty; the rest he must leave in highe
20 hands
II. While thus musing over the past, b
| was brought back to the present by tn
g. sight of his wife cantering by in con
lie pany with several others; and, followin
them, he noticed a fidgety chestnut hors
Is with a side-saddle on, which was bein
nv led by a groom. Pauline looked up an
ed bowed gravely he returned the greetln
or How handsome she looked How we
n she sat her horse! How proud he mig
ad have been of her if she had never alloy
of ed the love of riches to crowd the wor
so anliness out of her heart. He lean'
IS forward and watched her as far as
re- could see from the window.
"a
ne An hour later Polling was stpopil
over his wife's poor crushed body in o.
ire of the little chatlets in the Bots de 30
nt ogne. She had been thrown and tral
VS.. pied on, and was dying of internal hel
,er crrhage. Her voice was very low, al
Ilv her words came slowly, with ma
pauses.
at is heavens justice! After y
had gone this morning | made up 1
~ mind to do as you wished. l thong
,ot l would try to love you-you were
.oo good-and we should be-happy toget
,o,, er. l had no right to be happy-aft
my wickedness, and heaven has-settl
of itr'
ogi my poor mistaken girlv'
re. Eyes, that is true. I've been m
10 taken all-my life. No one ever-tr
,;s- to make me good. l was always left
servants-when l was-a child. Heav
is just, and the great Judge will
,sa member my-great temptations. v
ons you kiss me-just once, Alec? Say J
forgive met will make my m
: easier"
80 In spite of his efforts not to dist
49, her last moments by any show of II
ing. large tear dropped upon her ia
o,,r She looked at him wonderingly, and
up her finger to his cheek.
mr. For me-" she said very softly,
pO' crv for me. | do not deserve-to h
one mourner-at my death bed h