The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1906-03-23

lou are my wife. No amount NJ Al
/ Ike or shortcomings on your part alte
/ that fact We have been very unfort
nate in the past. can see you are u
happy; and, in an indirect way, l a
the cause of your unhappiness. wou
give great deal to make things bright
for you, If you would let me-"
She was touched by the earnestne
of his manner and tone.
You are very good" she said: Gan
l am sorry l behaved SO badly to Won
She stood silent for a few moment
Pelling watching her quietly; while the
30 stood the clock on the mantelpiec
struck IL.
You must go now," she told hir
; hurriedly. II have an appointment I
; ride with some friends. Come again a
this time tomorrow"
} he did not attempt any outward dis
Play Of affection, but passed down tn
stairs. He met Babette half way down
With whom does your mistress rid
to-day?" he asked.
with the Baroness de Belette'-,
woman well known for the pertinacit,
with which she had chung to the extrem
cage OF respectable society for the las
nve years. "They have a wager as t,
VINO will ride the greatest distance on ,
horse belonging to Monsieur Creyir
which has always refused to carry 6
lady"
Pelling went on with little unac
knowledged anxiety in his heart. He
would go back and try to dssuade Pau.
line from this mad freak, but that he
knew 1t would be useless; and any show
of authority on his part just now might
perhaps undo the little good he believed
| he had accomplished.
He drove straight back to the hotel.
and sat with his chin resting on his
hands at the little table In the window
OF MS room. He was in strange state
OF mingled hope and dread. He did not
know what he wished; he only knew that
ne meant to do what he conceived to be
MS duty; the rest he must leave in higher
hands.
While thus musing over the past, he
was brought back to the present by the
sight OF his wife cantering by in COM
pany with several others; and, following
them, he noticed fidgety chestnut horse,
with a side-saddle on, which was being
led by groom. Pauline looked up and
bowed gravely; he returned the greeting.
How handsome she looked! How well
she sat her horse! How proud he. might
have been of her if she had never allow.
ed the love of riches to crowd the wom-
anliness out of her heart! He leaned
forward and watched her as far as he
could see from the window.
An hour later Polling was STOPPING
over his wife's poor crushed body in one
OF the little chatlets in the Bots de Bou-
logne. She had been thrown and tram.
pied on, and was dying of internal hem
orrhage. Her voice was very low, and
her words came slowly, with many
pauses.
1T is heavens justice! After Won
had gone this morning l made ND nv
mind to do as you wished. Thought
would try to love you-you were 30
good-and we should be--happy topeth.
er. l had no right to be happy-after
my wickedness. and heaven has-settled
MY poor mistaken grip
Yes, that is true. I've been mis-
taken all-my life. No one ever-tried
to make me good. I was always left to
l was-a child. Heaven
IS just, and the great Judge win re-
member my-great temptations. WIN
you kiss me-just once, Alec? Say Won
forgive met will make my mind
EASIER" ,
In spite Of his efforts not to disturb 9
Ter last moments by any show of feel. ,
ng, large tear dropped upon her face. ;
She looked at him wonderingly. and mt :
Up her finger to his cheek.
"FOP mo ch Sa;d va-- 4
ny for me. l do not deserve-to have L
me mourner-at my death bed. I have &
lone evil to every one-but Jack. Give
Inn my" No, will not leave mes. =
ages; they might bring a curse" :
Another spasm seized her; and, when
had passed, the hue of death was C
Keeping over her face. 1t was all fin. d
shed now, and the strong young life that n
ad been 80 misused had come to an u
nd. :
Polling took out a card and left II -.
With the people of the house, and then =
vent straightway to see that all the =
ecessary arrangements were made for l.
he interment of her who had once been g
cry dear to him. He wrote a short let. II
or to Sir Godfrey that night. It ran: T
Dear Sir Geoffrey-Your niece. nv RI
life, was killed by fall from her horse n
'-day. We were reeonciled at the last, -,
ell your daughter I can never express u
~ gratitude to her for sending me here. On
will always be source of thankful. 70
ess in my heart. The family Jewels fc
re- Intact, Babette tells me, and they cl
ill be sent by special courier When d,
lie funeral Is over, l think shall ioin
'ornton in Italy, and toward the spring
. may work our way homeward in
'mpany. Ask Miss Ethel to keen ms
'er green In her memory. I've set nv
cart on seeing our young friend Jack
Royal Academician before many years
18th his talent, he wants only a little N
ldicious pushing, and 1 mean to devote th
y time to pushing him. n,
Always your sincere friend, a..
ALEXANDER PELI,ING" ~
Ethel was greatly affected by this let IN
r and she went about with a yerv NJ
her face for some weeks, until the 81
operations for Christmas absorbed her tn
Id left her no time for thinking of In
lndsome young artists or anything else. II.
ut, even in the midst of the excitement "A
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