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The Algona Upper Des Moines from Algona, Iowa · Page 7

Algona, Iowa
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Wednesday, March 30, 1898
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OPM2R MJS ALGON&, IOWA W^BKBBDAY MA&Ctt 80, 1808, INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION. CHAPTER XXXV.—rCo7rtiN0K».l "You!" she exclaimed; "I thought you were dead!" "Truly," he said, "and you rejoice to find that I still live; Is It not so, Marjorie?" 1 She did not answer hinr, her very blood seemed to be freezing in her veins, and her face wore such an expression of horror that for a moment even he was rendered dumb. "'Marjorie," he said, "let me hear your words of welcome. I am an exile now, driven to seek refuge in Scotland, to escape the bullets of my foes." "Why—why have you come to me?" "I have come to you for comfort. I Jiave come to take you with me to share my English home!" "To share your home!" echoed Marjorie. "I will not—no, never. You have done me evil enough already— but I am free, I know you now, and I will not go with you." "You are free!" he said. "What do you mean by that, mon ami?" "I mean," said Marjorie, "that you are nothing to me. You have said so, and I know it, and I wish never to see your face again." "Possibly, but our wishes are not always gratified. I am sorry you cannot give me a better welcome, since you will see me not once, but many times; as to'being free, that is all nonsense. We are in Scotland now, remember; and you—why, you are my wife." "Your wife!" , "Yes, my wife—and now, cherie—al- though I could use force if I chose, I have no wish to do so. I ask you merely <to fulfill your duty and come with me to my home." For a moment Marjorie gave no answer; what could she say or do? No need for him to tell her she was in his power, she knew it only too well. While in France he had the power of turning her from his door, and heaping igno- iny not only upon herself, but upon her child; in her own country his power was absolute over them both. With a wild cry she threw up her hands and called on God for help and comfort, but no answer came; it seemed that for her there was no help in all the world. CHAPTER XXXVI. HEiRIE, am I forgiven?" said Caus- sidiere, again holding forth his hands. The sound of his voice recalled her to herself. She shrank away from him in positive terror. "Keep, back," she cried;'"don't touch me." "What do you mean?" "I mean that I hate and fear you! Wife or no wife, I will never live with you again—never, never!" Confident of tois own po,wer, Caussi- tliere never winced. He had expected something of this kind, and was not wholly unprepared for it. He said nothing, but quietly watching his opportunity, he lifted the child in his arms. Finding himself thus suddenly and roughly seized from his mother's side, Leon screamed wildly, but Caus- sidiere shook him, and bade him be at peace. "That is what your mother has taught you, to scream at the sight of your father. Now I will teach you otherwise." "Give him to me," she cried; "give me my child!" "Your child," returned Caussidiere, with a sneer; "the child is mine. I have a right to take him, and to keep him, too, and that is what 1 mean to do!" "To keep him!" cried Marjorie; "you would never do that; you do not want him if you do not care for him, and he is all I have in the world," "But I mean to keep him all the same!" • "You shall not; you dare not; you shall kill me before you take my boy. Leon, my darling, come to me; come to your mother!" She stretched forth her arms to take .the child, when Caussidiere, livid with passion, raised his hand and struck her in the face. She staggered back; then with a cry she fell senseless to the ground. When she opened her eyes it was quite dark all about her, and as quiet as the grave. "Leon," she moaned feebly, but no answer came. Gradually the dizziness passed away; she remembered all that had occurred, and with a low moan she sank again upon the ground, crying bitterly. • But soon her sobs abated, and impatiently brushing away her tears; she set herself to wonder again what she must do. On one thing she was determined, to be with her child. Yes; at 'any cost they must be together. She rose to her feet again and stag- gered'on toward the Castle. Her scalding tears fell fast, her breast was rent with sobs; and for the first time in her life she began to question the beneficence of the Divine'Father, whom she had beeto taught from her childhood to revere. .It was late when she reached the Castle. Miss Hetherington, having fearful at her long absence. rushed forward to meet her; then with a cry she shrank away. "Majorie,' she exclaimed, "what's wrong, and—and where's the bairn?" At the mention of Leon, Majorie wrung her hands. "He has come back and taken him from me!" She looked so wild and sad that the old lady thought her reason was going. Her face was white as death, and there was a red mark on her forehead where the man had struck her. Miss Hetherington took her hands and soothed her 1 gently; when she saw that her calmness was returning to her, she said: "Now. Majorie, my bairn, tell me all about it!" And Majorie told, trembling and crying meanwhile, and imploring Miss Hetlierington to recover her child. "Dinna fret, Marjorie," she said, patting the girl on the head; "there's nothing to fear. The man's a knave, we ken, but he's a fool as weel! Bring harm to his own bairn, not. he!—he's o'er sharp to put himsel 1 into the power o' the English law! Tl» the siller ho wants, and 'tis the siller he means to get!" "But what shall we do?" sobbed Marjorie. "Do?—nothing. Bide quiet a while, and he'll do something, mark me!" "But Leon—what will become of Leon?" "Dinna greet for the bairn; I tell ye he's safe enough; after all, he's with his father." "But he mustn't stop; I must get him back, or it will kill me." "You shall have him back, never fear, Marjorie." "But to-night—what can be done tonight?" "Nothing, my lassie—absolutely no- thg. Get you to bed and rest you, and to-morrow I'll tell you what we must do." > •'' After a good deal more persuasion Marjorie was induced to go to hei room, but during the whole of that night she never closed her eyes, but walked about in wild unrest. When the dawn broke she descended the stairs, and to her amazement founc Miss Hetherington in the dining-room just as she had left her on the preced ing night. The weary hours of vigi had done their work; her face, always white, was positively corpse-like; hei thin gray hairs were disheveled, an< her eyes were dim. With a piercing cry, Marjorie ran forward and fell a her feet. "Mother!" she cried; "dear mother what is the matter?" The old woman laid her trembling hand upon Marjorie's brown head am smiled. " "Pis nothing, my child," she said "The hours o£ the night have passei o'er quickly for me, you see, for I sa thinking, and now you see the dawi lias come. Marjorie, my poor Mar jorie! I wonder you can ever find it ii your heart to call me mother!—se what sorrow has come to you througl me-" "Through you? Oh, no, no, no!" "Ay, but 'tis so, Marjorie. 'The sins o£ the fathers shall be visited upon the children unto the third and fourth generation." Through my sin you suffer." "Do not say that—it is not true.""Ay, but it is true. Through my sin you were made a poor outcast, with no mother to watch over you, no kind hand to guide you. When I think on it, it breaks my heart, Marjorie—it breaks my heart." * # * * * About ten o'clock that morning a messenger came to the Castle bringing a note for Marjorie. It was from Caus- sidiere, and dated from Dumfries, "I am here," he wrote, "with the child. Do you propose to join me, as I can force you to do so if I choose, or am I to keep the child only? I might be induced to yield him up to you upon certain conditions. Let me know what you mean to do, as my stay here will not be of long duration, and I am making arrangements to take Leon away with me. "Your husband," "LEON CAUSSIDIERE." Marjorie's first impulse was to rush to the place where she knew her child to be, but Miss Hetherington restrained her. "Bide a wee, Marjorie," she said; "we'll get the bairn and not lose you." She dismissed Caussidjere's messenger, and sent her own servant for Suth- "You'll find him ben yonder," said he girl, pointing to a door on 'the ground floor. Sutherland beckoned to her to open he door; she did so. He entered the 'oom and closed the door behind him. Caussidiere leapt'l to his feet with an >ath. Leon, who had been sitting pale and tremulous in a corner, rushed forward with a cry of joy. But before he could reach Suther- and'a side his father clutched him and Irew him back, grasping the child so •oughly as to make him moan with pain. Then, white and furious, Caussidiere !aced Sutherland. "So, it is you!" he exclaimed. "How !are you intrude here? Leave this com." Sutherland, who had placed his back to the door and put the key in his pocket, made no attempt to move. He was able to keep his self-control, but ills face was white as death. "Monsieur Caussidiere," he said, "I have come for that child." "Really," said Caussidiere, with a sneer; "then perhaps you will tell me what you propose to offer for him? Madame Caussidiere must pay dearly for having made you her messenger." "She will pay nothing." "What do you mean, monsieur?" "What I say. I mean to take that child and give you nothing for him. You have come" to the end of your tether, Monsieur Caussidiero. You will find this time you haven't got a helpless woman to deal with!" Caussidiere looked at him with a new light in his eyes. What did) it mean? Had the man really power? and if so, to what extent? A little reflection assured him that his momentary fear was groundless. Sutherland might talk as lie chose. Caussidiere was master of the situation, since with him lay all the authority of the law. "Monsieur," he said, "yon are an ad- mirable.champion, I congratulate ma- dame on having secured you. But pray tell her from me that her child remains with her husband, not her lover." In a moment Sutherland had caught him by the threat. "Scoundrel!" he cried. "Let me go!" hissed Caussidiere. "If you have taken my wife for your mistress, you shall not bully me!" But he said no more. Grasping him more firmly by the throat, Sutherland shook him till he could scarcely breathe: then lifting him, ho dashed him violently to the. ground; then, without waiting to see what he had done, he lifted the frightened child in his arms and hurried from the place. CHAPTER XXXV1T. Y WHAT train of circumstances had the dead Caussi- diere again become quick, or rather, to express it in cor- recter terms, how- had the Frenchman escaped from the perils and pains of death? The answer is simple enough. Among the patriots of the Parisian Commune r.liere were two Caussidieres, in no way related to each other, but equally doubtful in their conduct, and their antecedents; and it happened, curiously enough, that our Caussldiere's alter ego had also been arrested for treasonable practices. The Paris of those days has been compared to Pandemonium; everything was one wild frenzy of hurried and aimless haste; and the newspaper reports, like the events they chronicled, being chaotic and irresponsible, it happened that the fate of one individual was confused with the fate of the other. At the very moment that 0110 Caussi- diere was lying dead before the soldiers of the Commune the other was escaping in disguise toward the Belgian coast, whence, after divers vicissitudes, he sailed for England, to reappear finally in Amiaiulalo, like a ghost from the grave, as we have soon, (TO BK CONTINUE!!, j A TALKING PAPER, HOW THE NEWS IS t&ANSMlt- tEt> IN BUDA^ESf. A t'nlcitto •ionfnallfiMt KntoJ-pTlso Cat- rlftl on In the ttun<?nrlttii Onpltnl— •, Oomlhetcd oh tne 1'rlticlple of tlia Telephone. erland. When the young man arrived she saw him alone, told him in a few words what had occurred and put Causgi- diere's letter in his hand. "Bring back the child, Johnnie Sutherland," she said, "even if you have to kill the father.' Sutherland took the letter, and, with these instructions ringing in his ears, went to Dumfries to seek Caussidiere at the place mentioned. He was like a man demented; the blow had been so sudden that he hardly realized as yet what it a.11 meant;, he only knew that he had fallen from the brightest hope to the blackest despair, and that henceforth he must endvire a living death. The house he sought was a small inn in one of the by-streets of Dumfries, and Sutherland knew it well. He entered the place, found a shock-headed servant girl In the passage and asked tor the "French gentleman who was staying in the house." Little Attentions. "Evil is wrought by want of thought, As well as by want of heart." If husbands only realized what tho little attentions mean to their wives there would be many happier unions. It is not the cost of a gift that makes it precious to the recipient. A tiny bunch of violets brought home at night betokens the thought given to her even •while business occupies his attention, the most trifling souvenir of a wedding or birthday 'anniversary becomes a sentiment underlying' its proffering. Women may be foolish, they may be all heart and very little reason, but the man who understands their nature and caters to it is tlie one who stands higher in their estimation than the one who acts as though all they eared about was material comfort given with any sort of brusquerle. Of course there are many mercenary women—thousands and thousands who can marry for a home and for rich raiment, These pooh-pooh the violets and value only the diamonds, but the average feminine heart, the sort which a man wants to beat beside his own, the foundation of truest sympathy and love, is moved more by the little attentions in which sentiment is involved than by the great offerings representing only a stupendous sum of money involved. A Selllah AVomau- Grimm—"Women are such selfish creatures! There was an odd chop at breakfast and my wife insisted upon my eating it. It was all because she wanted to revel in the satisfaction of self-denial. A case of pure selfishness." FHinm—"And what did you do?" Qrimm—"Oh, I let her have her way and I ate the chop. There are few husbands so indulgent as I am."—Bgs- ton Transcript. A Budapest letter to tho London Pall Mall Gazette says: A smart diamond- shaped board screwed onto the wall of my room and provided with a couple of hooks, from which hang two tiny, round telephone earplfcss connected by two wires. That is all. But my proprietor has been singing its praises for the last twenty minutes, and as he confidentially assured me that it will 'not play any part in my hotel bill at the end of my stay, there Is no earthly reason why I should enter any protest against his profuse encomiums. "This," said .he, "is the Telephone Messenger or talking newspaper—the only thing of its kind in the world. It has now been established in Budapest about three years. It 'differs from tho ordinary telephone in the fact that the latter is directly connected with the central office, whereas we are able to connect from 200 or 300 subscribers In one ciicult. The city Is divided into thirty circuits. All day long news Is spoken into a specially constructed ap-, paratus at the central office, varied 'with entertainments, the opera and linguistic lessons. It is not a telephone In the strict sense of the word, and therefore does not infringe the tele«' phoue rights of the government. It combines the functions of your tape machines and electrophones, while it IK ten times cheaper. That buzz you hear just now was to prevent subscribers talking to each other on their own account." "It seems strange that such an excellent idea as this appears to be should not be introduced in other towns than Budapest," I ventured. "The answer is very simple. Qf course, the newspaper feature would lie impossible in London, where time is everything, and a man could not sit the whole day with the apparatus at his ear, waiting for some particular news or exchange prices. Then again, other towns are not so advantageously situated in this respect as Budapest, where the law empowers the company to introduce the apparatus into any bouse in the city in spite of the objections of the landlord. We have here 0,000 subscribers, and each pay only IS florins a year. With us it is as in England with a certain soap—our families don't feel 'happy until they get it. It is so cheap that many of the rooms in my hotel are fitted up with it. If the visitor finds it inconvenient to go to the opera, all he has to do is to put this apparatus to his ear, and hn can be entertained the whole evening.' The general public, too, can have news in advance.of the newspapers. Why, a few weks ago, when the German kaiser gave that celebrated toast of his to the. Hungarian nation, thousands of families were listening to its recital halt an hour later. Without this apparatus they would have had to wait until next day." "Have you a regular daily program?" "Yes, it is announced In the morning, and changes every half hour or so. The greater part of the morning is taken up with prices on 'change, a summary of the news hi the dailies. At noon we begin to get a report of the doings in parliament. Telegrams of importancj are communicated at once, the telephonic messenger being in direct connection with a leading Budapest newspaper. At about, 2 o'clock the morning news is in part repeated, then come exchange prices, telegrams, law reports, a short, entertaining story, theatrical items, and sometimes a concert, and for an hour in the evening we get a lesson in English, Italian and French. You have no idea what! a benefit thin is to the young generation, and how popular these lessons are around them. 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