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AN OATH TO WIN, A VOW TO AVENGE. 7
Lomax, Ruby Raymond stole out of her pleasant room, unlocked the
front door, and glided across the lawn to the foot of the hill, wherein
a buggy, with a pair of spirited horses. sata young man awaiting her.
“ Come, hastea, Ruby,’ he said in a low tone.
“Qh, Schuyler, I have given up ail for you, my parents, my happy
home, and poor Kent.
- “Tt will break his heart; but then it would have broken my heart
to become his wife loving you asI do.”’
And away sped the ileet horses, while the night wore on, the darn
~ came, Christmas morn, and Mrs, Raymond hastened to her daughter's
‘room, to wish her only childa happy Curistmas, a happy wedding
ay. :
A shriek that broke from her lips, followed by aheavy fall, brought
the miller to the room.
Fis wife lay unconscious on the floor, an open letter in her hand,
- He read it, and his heart grew cold at the words:
*' Forgive me, mother, father, forgive me; but I could not marry Kent,
as idonotlove him, my heart being another's,
‘*Findinog out the seerct of my heart, I would not perjnre myse'f by
marrying Kent Lomax, and so I fly to-night with the one whose wife I am
to be.
**Some day, when you f2el more kindly toward me, I will come back ard
plead for your forgivenes:,
** Now good-bye, and Heiven bless yon and poor Kent, whom my heart
bleeds for in the sozrow I kaow he will feel. _
‘‘ Your ever loving daughter,
Rupr.”
Loud aud stern rang the miller’s voice, calling for aid, and one
servant was dispatched for the village doctor, for Mrs. Raymond still
tay in a swoon and another for Kent Lomax.
They atrived together, and Kent Lomax looked like a corpse as ths
miller read his daughter’s letter, for the eyes of the deserted lover
were blinded with grief and all seemed blurred before him.
“Miller Raymond,” gaid the doctor softly, as he bent over the form
_Gf the mother.
“Well.”
- “ Nerve yourself for another bitter blow.”
* Oh Heaven !-another ?””
“ Your wife is dead,’’ was the low response, and the miller groaned,
‘eg he sank upon his knees by the body of his wife and grasping her
hand buried his face in the pillow by the side of the one who had for
twenty years borue his name, the mother of his child who had struck
the death-blow. . .
“ Dead! dead!” shouted Kent Lomax with wild eyes and writhing
face. sy
That man did this. deed, for he fascinated poor Ruby, won her
from me, from home, from all, and by the eternal Heaven I will track
him to the death for this! . .
‘“‘T saved his life once, bat now I will take away that life ; Ivow it,
3 Kelp me Heaven 1’? /