The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1915-04-08
CHAPTER VI.
A House Of Cards.

~ gers. All his dreams had van
ished IL & moment. His house
Of cards had toppled down. His ambi-
tions We're surely and positively de
struyed ut one stroke. He mechanical
ly picked up the letter and reread it.
Had 1t been his death sentence it could
not have affected him more cruelty:
Dear Nathaniel-l scarcely know how
to write to you about what has happened
] am afraid l am in some small measure
10 blame. Ten days ago your sister show
ed me letter from man named OCon.
nell
Kingsnorth crushed the letter in his
hand as he read the hated name the
name of the man who had caused him
so much discomfort during that unfor
tunate visit to his estate in ireland.
How be blamed himself now for tIav
Ing ever gone there. There was indeed
curse on it for the kingsnurthS
He Strengthened out the crumpled
piece Of paper and read Oh
"a man named OConnell-the man she
nursed in your house in ireland after he
had been shot by the soldiers. He was
She asked my permission. reasoned
with her, but she was decided If /
should not permit her to see him In my
house she would meet him elsewhere 1t
seemed better the meeting should be un-
der my roof. SO consented I bitterly re-
proach myself now for not acquainting
you with the particulars. You might have
succeeded in stopping what has hap
pened.
Your sister and O'ConneH were married
this morning by special license and left
this afternoon for Liverpool en- route to
America.
cannot begin to tell you how much i
deplore the unfortunate affair 1t will
always be a lasting sorrow to me !
cannot write any more now. My head
is aching with the thought of what it will
mean to you. Try not to think too hardly
of me and believe me, always your af-
| fectionate cousin,
MARY CAROLINE WREXFORD.
breast Every bit of life left him. ev.
erything about his feet ashes. the
laughlngstuck of his friends.
Were Angela there at that moment
he could have killed her.
The humiliation of it! The degrada-
tion of it. Married to that lawless
Irish agitator. The man now mem
ber of his family A Cry OF misery
broke from him as be realized that
the best years of his life were to come
and 90 fruitlessly. His career was
ended. Despair lay heavy on his soul
Standing on the main deck Of an At
lantic liner stood Angela and O'COn
NELL. ..
They were facing the future to
gether.
Their faces were turned to the west
The sun was sinking in blaze o1
color
Their eyes lighted up with the 10,
of hope.
Love was in their hearts
A year after the events in the pre-
ceding chapter took place O'Connel
and his young wife were living in
small apartment IN one of the poore
sections of New York city.
The first few months in Americ:
had been glorious ones for them. Thei
characters and natures unfolded t
each other as some wonderful paint
ings, each taking its own hues fron
the alteration of the other.
In company with noted Irish OF
ganizer O'Conneli had spoken in man
of the big cities of the United State
and was everywhere hailed as a her
and IL martyr to English tyranny.
But he had one ever present hand
eap-a drawback he had never fel
during the years of struggle precedin
his marriage. His means We're indee
small He tried to exc out a little II
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