Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1908-191?, 1908-12-10
The Vengeance
of Gordon ReVeII

VI UVIuUH HGvGu
quite a number Of years ago" said
Gordon Revell, 81 left England and
came to America to accept a lucrative
position in my uncle's Wholesale
jewelry house in the city Of New
York. One day my uncle took another
man in his employ, a tall, handsome
fellow with a very captivating man
ner
when Barrett Anson came he pre-
sentcd unimpeachable credentials, and
1t was not long ere he grew TO be
general favorite But / never liked
him from the first, and I hated him
when he won the affections OF Vera
Cameron, a girl | loved with passion
ate idolatry and who was wearing a
ring / had given her as a pledge Of
betrothal One night, she told me,
with great tears standing in her eyes,
that she had never really loved me
that she had been mistakcn-that
what she had felt for me was only es-
TEEN and friendship.
Some days later, Barrett came to
me and said, in his usual pleasant
manner:
Gordon, old fellow, you must con
gratulate me-
81 knew only too well to what he
was alluding, and, though a dreadful
pain convulsed my heart, | maintained
a steady countenance.
Congratulate you? Why, what has
befallen your
"'Why,' he said, with a little laugh,
4 am going to marry Vera Cameron,
and want you to rejoice in my good
fortune
"'Ah!' was all said, as I took his
proffered hand, but oh, how l hated
him then, and how l longed to de-
prlve him of his happiness! Soon
after that the means were given me TO
do So
"One night a jewelry store near 10
my uncle's establishment was entered
by burglars and a large amount of val
uables stolen. My uncle requested that
Anson and l lodge in the store for
period of two or three weeks. Anson
talked in his sleep, and one night
babled forth words that placed him in
my power!
Autumn came, and the day that
Vera Cameron was to become the
bride of Barrett Anson arrived.
The vast room had been emptied
of all save Barrett Anson and myself.
He was leaning against the mantel-
piece, unaware of my presence. ad-
vanced noiselessly, and, laying my
hand heavily upon his shoulder !
Kissed into his ear:
Barrett Anson, | know you!-
know you to be an impostor! l know
your past life! l know of the forgery
that sent you to prison; l know all
about your escape. But for you, Bar.
rett Anson ! should have been
happy man tonight You have blight
ed my life, robbed me of the only Joy
ever had, and swear that the happi.
ness that you deprived me of shall
never, never be yours The law shall
be put upon your track
"Anson's face assumed the ashen
hue of death. lie trembled in every
! limb
For Gods sake, Gordon, he sup
plicated have mercy! Give me a
chance For her sakeH
Not I said, relentless. 1T is too
late
He looked at me pitifully. Then
strode from the room, muttering:
Heaven have pity on us-have
pity on u.s.
"A faintness came over me, and
| stood know not how long-until
aroused by people entering and call
ing loudly for Anson. He could not
be found and the train would start
within 20 minutes. All was excite
ment, in the midst of which a servant
entered and advancing to Vera Cam
eron-now Vera Anson-handed her a
note. She hastily tore II open, read,
and swaying to and fro, before as
sistance could reach her, fell, with a
low cry, heavily to the floor.
"In few moments she lay a corpse,
where she had lately stood a happy
bride!
Il hastily picked up the note which
had fallen from her hand, and read;
"T am going-heaven only knows
where. My life is ruined. Do not seek
me. Goodbye, BARRETT
"One winters morning as / turned
the corner of the little church into the
cemetery | was startled to see a man
lying upon Veras grave. 1t was Bar
rett Anson, dead! He had found
peace.
The revenge took upon my enemy
was terrible, but that which wreaked
dpon myself was much more so.
pray for the end