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Fenelon Falls Gazette, 26 May 1911, p. 2

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She moved about like one who is absolutely conscious of no- thing, who is led by some strong inâ€" fluence, but beyond that is pow-en less to act for herself. She heard the false, honey-ed conâ€" gratulations in a dim, far-off way, fecling.it must be some other perâ€" son who stood there with a bouquet of flowers in-her hands and a car- riage waiting to conveylher away. But she woke with a sudden pang of agony to know that it was no dream, but all hideous reality, as Dorothy flung her arms about her and kissed her farewell, weeping unrestraincdly as she did so. Not till this moment did Nancy comprehend the fulness of the ag- ony entailed bythe sacrifice she had taken on her young shoulders; not till now did the fulness of her herâ€" ror, her fear, her loathing of Thomas Crawshaw come to her. As her distraught eyes, shining l sapphires in their deep-blue glory, rested on his common face, full of savage triumph and unmeasurable conceit, she gave One great shudder, and, drawing her hand from Doroâ€" thy’s, she ran down to the carri- age and entered it. If she stayed another moment, she felt she should cling to Sir Humphrey, or to Dr. Grantley, who was there as her oldest friend, and. implore them to. protect her, and save her from a life-of torture with this man for her' husband. Crawshaw was quick to see that shudder and that look of horror. His. face grew very dark, and wore a nasty expression as he took his seat beside her and the carriage. rolled away. He said nothing to her, however, and, horrible as his sullen presence l l . I came to a standstill at last, she was trembling in every limb. Crawshaw shambledout of the car- riage, and then, regardless of the etiquette or any remark, turned his back on the girl, and left her to alight at her own convenience, thereby provoking many glances of astonishment from the station-inas- ter and the porters, and making Baines flush angrily, and long to knock him down. The maid had previously been dis- , etched with Nancy’s luggage, and she had been informed by Mr. Crawshaw’s groom that she would' meet the bridegroom’s valet and her new fellow servant at the staâ€" tion. To her intense surprise, and no little disgust, this individual turned out to be none other than William, the discharged feutman from the liked, and for whom she had a su- preme contempt. “Like master, like man,” she said to herself, as she superintended the arrangement of the luggage with- out bestowing any but the curtest of greetings on her companion in service. “Well, I thank Heaven I am goâ€" ing to be with Miss Nancy, for I feel sure something awful would happen to her alone with these two . ikc lhorrid men.” I There was a self-satisfied expres- l l sion about William’s face that 'an- noycd her, and his flippant manner to the steady old station-master, who was, in Baines’ opinion, far above the valet in every way, roused her ire beyond description. “We shan’t be together long,” stood waiting for her young mis- tress to come, “before I give him apiece of my mind, or my name ain’t Esther Baines.” And at that moment she descried the carriage turning the corner of the lane, and prepared to receive Nancy. An angry flush spread over her honest face, followed by an angry beat of her heart, as she saw Mr. ; Grawshaw treat his young wife w1th l .such scant courtesy; but her anger . , 'v , ' . . . W35 t0 hel: N41le could “Ct but’soon changed into tear and disapâ€" be grateful for this silence. Alas! she soon learned that this calm was but the prelude to a storm pointmcnt as she saw that her new ‘master was coming direct to her, and that his face boded no pleasant of impotent rage, before which shelor good news for her. shrank aghast, and beneath which “What are you doing here?” deâ€" . .( f ‘. - r. J She Co‘wd’ “0t h )m eal’ bm “Om mandod Crawshaw, roughly. scan- disgust and despair. ning her up and down with his The country lane-‘3 “'01'9 b‘31‘k’l‘31‘edxleep black eyes, his hands plunged l . back; the sacrifice was not nearly Hall, a man whom she had never; ‘she said to herself, grimly, as she: with the villagers, who had comelas usual into his trousers: pockets_ out to catch a last glimpse of thel “I am going as maid to Mrs. “So now you know, and you can go back to the Hall as fast as you like, and tell Miss Leicester I don’t intend to let no spies of hers come snivelling after my wife. Be off with you; Mrs. Crawshaw don’t want no maid, and if she do, well, I will get her one; but it won’t be an old fossil from that lot over there. I’ve done with them all from ‘to-dayâ€"turned my back on themâ€"â€" do with them, so you can under- stand me clearly.” ‘ In his anger, Mr. Crawshaw spoke with a less regard for gram- Inn-1" than usual. . With difficulty 'Baines restrained her tears; she felt she must not break down, or Nancy would be more distressed than ever. She looked at the girl imploringly. “What am I to do, miss '2” she asked, hurriedly. This direct indifference to him lashed Crawshaw to fury. “Do!” he shouted, “ do what I tell youâ€"be off. Come, I shan’t stand any impudence or nonsense, off you go!” Nancy put her hand up to her throat; the white flowers in her bouquet were not so pale as her face. “What if Irâ€"I refuse to let Baines go?” sle said, in low, choked tones, her pride and anger making her faint and weak. her fixedly. me, Nancy,” he said, in ominously : quiet tones, and with a shiver she understood him. Thwart him or defy him in any way, and his cruel band would fall on the man for life. Noâ€"no, she had put her hand to the plough, she must not look complete, but, having taken it up, it' would be worse than madness to permit her uncle’s shame to become known now, when by simple sub~ mission to the tyrant’s will she could avert such a calamity. “Mr. Crawshaw’s wishes are mine,” she said, speaking incold, even tones, the effort of sheer des- peration, “therefore you must- butâ€"â€"” Baines made no answer; she could not control herself sufficiently to speak, for she did not know what she might not say if she began. Crawshaw’s eyes were full of tri- umph. “Come, Sharp’s the- WOW,” he remarked, as he turned on his heel and lurched away a few yards. “Baines,” Nancy whispered, eag- erly, “I want you to tell Miss Doro. thy that Slle-~She is not to try and do anything for me untilâ€"until I ask her help; and, Baines, say I entrcat, I beg, that she will never disclose my unhappiness to a soul. I can trust you, I know, Baines, but I do not want all the world to know the truth of mv marriage.” “Oh Miss Nancy 1 Oh Miss Nancy l” It was all poor Baines could say, 'and even if she had wished to speak {Crawshaw returned at that moment, and, without more ado, bundled her down the steps into the carriage. A mist blinded Nancy’s blue eyes as she stood and watched the de- parture of this last link to her lost, lall too brief happiness. Her sorrow was so keen that she Seemed almost stunned by it. She did not realize the full bitterness of her position as she would have done at another time. She glanced down at the flowers fragrance and loveliness was! They had no part in her life hence- forth. She had done with flowers and sunshine, happy, dreamy hours in the summer airâ€"all was gone from her, without hepe of return. and I won’t have nothing more to | l Crawshaw turned and looked a: i ‘ l “I don’t think you will go against : I leave me, Baincs 1â€"1 am sorry, :morc, she had no opportunity, foru in her hand. What a mockery their r .‘ . a? . . .1 l . - bride, but neither the man nor tue meshaw,” poor ancs rephed, girl made any effort to return their cheers and kindly greetings by even a bow or a smile. ' . 7 . . 4 " .' . Sum-3' novel “0 Unions 3' blldelwho told you you was to be mald b0"to Mrs. Crawshaw l” and bridegroom was ever seen fore. Nancy, still grasping the bouquet of delicate, hothouse flowers in her hand, crouched back in her corner, and kept her white face steadfastly turned from him; and he sat with his arms folded, his brows knit, and his eves still weari‘in‘ that evil . . " ’ I D ’ ; thetic pchon. Her husband’s loud, :coarse tones grated painfully on her cruel expression. fixed on her as a hawk might watch its prey. The drive to the station was long, but Nancy wished, it could have been even miles further. For one hour did they sit in the carriage and roll through the sunlit country, just beginning to show a trace here and there of coming autumn, and never exchanged one vord; and as each landmark and wellâ€"known spot van- ished behind her, her courage and strength faded, too, till, as they I her eves were fun of team; but be_ 'â€"‘â€"_“ fore she could utter a word Craw- . shaw had gone on furiously address~ __..._.; .__.. Eng her, and not bestowing a single I ““ g ulcdy stops‘coudhs. cures colds. l‘tSiS t o throat nnu lunds. - - - 25 cents. lrible silence it was a pleasure to l leyes smooth face, set in outward C1Vll- {\Vi'ong?” she asked, in scarcely au- dible tones. 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With an irrepressible sliuddei',; .she dropped the costly bouquet on? the platform, and went with hur-‘ ried, nervous steps to the saloon carriage which Thomas Crawshaw’s money had procured to bear himâ€"E {self and his newlyâ€"made wife to thei :metropolis. l The porters and a few rustics who ' 'had congregated to see them depart cast curious glances at her. Even' their dense minds grasped the fact? that this was no common marriage, l and that the whiteâ€"faced bride de-l served their pity, and not their good 5 wishes. ~But Nancy heeded none of them. . xShc flung herself on the cushioncdl seat, and buried her face in hert ihands, not even stirring when ,Crawshaw entered. The door was :slammed, and the train steamed slowly away. She was not crying; she was simp- lly overwhelmed, crushed to earth, now that the necessity for hearing I won florets a. stem 'E'hat flhiiiffifslfi Can Use. 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Fate, or the devil, was good to him, for he came into his unexpectâ€" ed fortune at the verf moment when he learned, through his old compan- ion, Villiam. of her presence and .position at Ripstonc Hall. From that moment- Crawshaw had possessed but me motive in lifeâ€"~a desire to be even with Nancy, and despite her every struggle, make her his wife. He had not forgotten that January night when Derrick Darnley’s strong right arm had stretched him low in the mud. He had brooded on it until it had beâ€" come infused in his blood, as it were; and thi’), strengthened by If anything, ' dislike for him, spurred him on to the task of being revenged. He loved this girlâ€"Lif such a sac- ,rcd word as love can be applied to lthe jealous, selfish passion which xsurgcd in his mean breast. t vrs not cna.»ugh that she was his wifeâ€"- his slave; she must- be his lover. Her li‘cautv belonged to him now. lH-cr wonderful, red-brown hair, .her sweet, picturesque face; her lcycsâ€"~t.h<_ise maddening eyes, of heaven’s deepest, truest blueâ€"all lthis was his by right of the marital lvow she had just spoken. But tC‘raw:~:h_av."s heart beer with a lilorce. Jealous throb, as he realized 'that, despite a hundred vows, no ilovc would shine for him out of those eyes; her lips, instead of meeting his would shrink and grow pale if he touched them with his. own; that, tlmugl she was his wife, his own property, her heart, her very soul, v‘ s given irrevocably to- ‘that other man ; and that contempt, loathing, mtrcd, deep and immenâ€" surable, lived in her breast for him and his cruel, cov.':ir(ll;-.' conduct. (To be continuerl.) W- grade law’s. quickly atone l‘ouxfhs, cures coldg, luv-2L1 the throat and funds - - a.) cent-- . a... mi..._-...... aâ€" ...~. ._ -.....'1b....................._ .l.........~-.â€"-~......

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