The Sisseton weekly standard. (Sisseton, Roberts County, S.D.) 1892-1929, 1907-05-24

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~ SAE~Sh pulseless in death.
b NV u All was made clear.
Archer Trevlyn was
q fully %exculpated,
x,R He was innocent OF
the crime which she
had been Influenced
to believe he had committed. She fell
on her knees and thanked God for that
Though lost to her it was a consolation
ineffable to know that he had not taken
the life of a fellow-mortal.
Her resolution was taken before
morning. She had deeply wronged
Archer Trevlyn, and she must go tc
him with a full confession, confess hel
fault, and plead for his forgiveness.
Castrani, who came in the morning
approved her decision, and Nurse Gay
who was told the whole story, and MS
tened with moist eyes, agreed with
them both. So it happened that on the
ensuing morning Margie babe farewelI
to the quiet home which had sheltered
her through her bitterest sorrow, and
accompanied by Castrani set forth foI
New York.
She went to her own home first. Her
aunt was in the country, but the ser
wants gave her a warm welcome, and
after resting for an hour, she took her
way to the residence of Archer 1reVlyhi
but a few squares distant.
A strange silence seemed to hang
over the palatial mansion. The blinds
we're closed-there was no sign OF life
about the premises. A thrill OF uneX-
planned dread ran through her frame
as she touched the s~ilver-handled bell.
The servant who answered her sum
mons seemed to partake of the strange
solemn quiet %pervading everything.
is Mr.. Trevlyn in?" she asked. trem-
bling in spite of herself.
II believe Mr.. Trevlyn has left the
country, madam"
Left the country? When did he go%
Some days ago"
Mrs. Trevlyn-take me to her! She
was an old friend of mine"
The mar looked at her curiously, hes
itated q moment, and motioning her to
enter, indicated the closed door of the
parlor.
You can 90 in. 1 presume, as you
are a friend of the family"
A feeling of solemnity. which was
almost awe, stole over Margie as she
turned the handle Of the door and
stepped inside the parlor. 1t was
shrouded in the gloom of almost utter
%darknesA
Margie stopped by the door until her
eyes became accustomed to the gloom,
and then she say that the center of the
room was occupied by a table. on which
lay some rigid object-strangely long
and still and angular-coyered with a
drapery of black velvet, Topped up by
dying water lilies.
Still controlled by that feeling Of
strange wv Margie stole along to the
table and lifted the massive cover She
saw beneath 1t the pale. dead face Of
Alexandrine Trevlyn. She dropped
the pail, uttered a cry OF horror, and
sank upon a chair. The door Enclosed
noiselessly, and Mrs. Lee, the mother
of the dead woman, came in.
"Oh, Margie! Margie!" she cried,
pity me! My heart is broken! My
darling! My only child is taken from
mel"
1t was long before she grew COM
posed enough to give any explanation
of the tragedy-for tragedy Margie felt
sure it was.
The story can be told in a few brief
words. Alexandrine and her husband
had had some difficulty. Mrs. Lee
could not tell in relation to what, but
she knew that ~Alexandrine blamed
herself for the part she had taken.
MIR. Trevlyn left her in anger to go to
Philadelphia ON business. He was ex-
pected to be absent about four days.
Meanwhile his wife suffered agonies OF
his return should give her the privilege
of throwing herself at his feet and beg
ging his forgiveness.
But he did not return. A week, ten
days passed, and still no tidings. Alex
andrine was almost frantic. On the
eleventh. Udy CdAAS u ISAC6!aPhlS ulS-
patch, brief and cruel, as those heart.
less things invariably are, informing
her that Mr.. Trevlyn had closed his
business in Philadelphia and was or
the eve of leaving The country for ar
indefinite period. His destination wal
not mentioned. and his unhappy wife
feeling that II he left Philadelphia
without her seeing him, all trace O
him would be lost. hurried to the de
pot and set out for that city.
There had been an accident abou
half way between New York and Phila
delphia and Alexandrine had beer
brought back to her splendid home;
corpse! That was all.
CHAPTER XIV.
ft.M1asS)T a hs summer nn s aay