Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1907-04-18
CHAPTER XIv.-(CoNTINU sd

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"You will not die, bore it, and still
live; and it is so much harder for me
because have to bear it all alone. You
have your religion to help you, Margle
Surely that will bear you up! | have
heard all you pious people pirate enough
of its service in time of trouble to re-
member that consolation"
Don't, Alexandrine. 1t is sinfui &c
scorn Gods holy religion. Yes. you are
right: it will help me. God himseI
will help me, If I ask him. He knows
how much I stand in need of 1t.
"I am glad you are so likely to be sup
ported" returned the girl. half earn
estly. half-contemptuously Are you
satisfied In regard to Mr. Archer Trev-
lynn
81 will not credit it," cried Margie
a~sionately. ''He did not do tha'
deeds He could not! So good, ano
noble. and pitiful of all suffering nu-
manitv! And beside, what motive coulo
be have?"
1.-The motive was all-powerfui. HAS
not Mr.. Trevlyn. by his own confession
loved you from his youth up?"
Eyes"
And Paul Linmere was about TO pe'
come your husband. Could there be
more potent reason for Archer TreVlyn
to desire Mr.. Linmeres death? He
was an obstacle which could be re-
moved in no other way than by death, be-
cause you had promised your father tt
marry him, and you could not falsify
your word. All men are weak and ia
bic to sin; is Trevlyn any exception
Margie, have told you frankly what
know. You can credit it or not.
leave it with you: decide it as you thinF
best. It is eight o'clock. I will e
nov, for it is time for your lover tt
come for you.'
80, cannot meet him-not tonight
must have time to think-time to col
lect my thoughtsi My head whirls so
and everything is so dark! Stay. Al
exandrine, and excuse me to him. Say
have Q eadache-anything to qu1e
him. cannot see him now! shoult
go mad! Let me have a night to thini
of it!'
Alexandrine cut her hand on the sof
hair of the bowed head.
"My poor Margie! it is hard for you
Hark! there is the bell. He has come
Will you not go DOWN."
mo, no, no! Do what you judge best
and leave me to myself and my God.
Alexandriue went out. and Margle
locking the door after her. flung her
self down on the carpet and buried he
face in the pillows of the sofa.
Miss Lee swept down the staircase
her dark, bright face resplendent. he
bearing naughty as that of an empress
Arch was in the parlor. He looked VI
eagerly as the door opened, but hi
countenance fell when he saw that
was only Miss Lee. She greeted hin
cordially.
Good evening. Mr. Trevlyn. an
deputized to receive you, and my goo
intentions must be accepted in place o
more fervent demonstrations"
duu udppy " SEC JOO' ~hAS0 49,
Where is Margie?"
''She is in her room, somewhat 1ndls
posed. She begged me to ask you t
excuse her, as she is unable to com
down, and of course cannot have tn
pleasure of going with you to the opera.
Sick? Margie sick" he exclaimed
anxiously. What can be the matter
She was we'll enough three hours ago
20, do not be uneasy. II is nothin
serious. A headache, | think. Sh
will be well after a nights rest. Can
not prevail on you to sit DOWN.
81 think not, tonight, thank you.
will call tomorrow. Give Margie M
best love, and tell her how sorry an
that she is ill.,"
Alexandrine promised, and Mr.. Trev
lyn bowed himself out. She put he
hand to her forehead, which seemed al
4 most bursting with the strange weigh
there.
Guilty or not guilty" she mutteret
what does it matter to me? l Low
him. and that is enough