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34 THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE. some face; and when she appealed to him for the sake of her child, he grew still more furious, and pushing her violently from the house, bade her go bear her child in a manger. The poor woman crept into a negro cabin and re- mained through the night, waking in a high fever. Morgan sought her early, and with a tenderness that equaled his previous drunken fury, took her in his own arms to her bed. She forgave him gladly, but the shock was too much for her at that time. During the night she gave birth to a daughter, and before morning was a corpse. With her last words she had blessed the man who had been the cause of her death. Near the last she called him to her side and thanked him for all that he had done for ker. Old Morgan sobbed bitterly by her side. “You were good to me once, Daniel. Oh, so good tome; andllove you for it now. It was not you that beat me, darling—it was that demon made by drink. Think of me sometimes, Daniel, and try to stop it now—won’t you try?” She drew his head down upon her breast, and went on before he had time to utter the pledge that was on his lips. She did not want him to promise. “And our little girl—husband, you will be kind to her!” “Yes, yes!” Morgan sobbed, “I will, as long as I live.” “And I want her called by my name. Call her Cecilia after me—husband?—be kind—be kind to her—our child.” She clung to his neck until death had relaxed her hold, and left him a remorseful solitary man. . For some time after the death of his wife Morgan comicbooks.co