The spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1840-1844, 1842-04-29

Trevor, as her daughter sat the next morning,
resting her head upon her hand.
Il do not know, m am, feel strangely. can
not lift my head up, and feel very faint
Emile sprau! and caught her sister as she was
falling, and she was laid upon her bed. Medical
advice was soon in reqIisilion and she was pro-
nounced to be in eminent danger from an attack Of
malignant fever
Great indeed was the change within that pleas
ant house The distracted parents, the sister, bowed
down with grief, the brother, striving to speak
comfort even whilst his own noble heart was al
most breaking, and him TO whom her vows were
pghled with his silent anguish The sympathlsng
friends, aud she, the young and beautiful, whose
spirit was now in the fever land Of dreams. No
sound was heard to break the stiffness Of the house
and the mullled bell warned the visitor away Nine
days of intense agony and suspense had gone by,
and as night came on the Physicians pronounced it
their opinion that change was about to take place,
and the crisis would be before morning. Mrs IRE
vor had been carried exhausted, to her bed, and
was in strong Mysteries, and Emile, pale with
terror and grief was untitled 10 remain in the room,
Constance could not leave Mrs Trevor and Mrs
Kirby had already watched the two preceding
nights.
Every things depends upon the care to,nighr,'
|
tnalIy given and when she awakcs from this deep
sleep, every fifteen minutes this liquid must be adj
ninistcred or she will sink from exhaustion Is
there any one who has strength of nerve enough to
keep lone watch it is all-important that she
should not see but one face when she wakes,
and will not conceal from you that she may die
before morning.
Il will sir, said Rose Kirby stepping forward,
| Il am not afraid, and you may depend upon my
following all your directions
The Doctor looked with surprise upon the fairy
like figure of the sweet girl before him-'You are
young my dear, to take upon yourself so solemn
II charge, Remember, It's life or DEATH
'She will faithfully fulfil your Instructions, Doc
tor said Constance entering the room for mo-
men ''Trusl herr
| There was not one slumber in that house of
sickness for all were to anxious too close an eye
Hour after hour passed by, aud as morning dawp-
ed the sufferer after few rational words, which
made Rose Kirby's heart leap for JOY, sunk into
refreshing slunlber. Doctor l." was early at her
bedside, and how they dreaded his first word.
'Shc vii! live all danger is ovnr;' and when
each had stood silent and prepared for the worst,
the revu'son was great, -tears and sohs of joy
were heard, and by one they stole forth to Of
fer up prayer of hankruIness.
SHE owes her life to the tender watchlllncss Of
this young lady, said the good Doctor, IA Mr. and
Mrs Trevor both wrung his hands, Il left my medi-
Gins but her care was necessary to revive the almost
extnguishcd spark of life You owe al! your
thanks to her
Day passed on, and Marion slowly gpned health
and strength, All thai affection could gather a
| round her TO while away the weary hours was
there, and as they eazed upon her they felt how
much dearer she had become.
TO morrow is my birthday, dear papa, will you
give me something | shall ask, she said to her
father one evening.
Yes if it were the gold of Ophir and could
command it, my beloved one, replied the fond
parent STOPPING 10 kiss her check, still pale and
delicate.
your Boon, my love- he suid the next evening
as he entered her room when she recined upon
couch, Il see that YOU have not been forgotten
said he, CHANGING towards table on which was
many costly tlife, 'whai do you ask from me ?
'rhe revolving nI an unjust decree and my broth.
er's happiness answered she, looking with swee,
seriousness in his face,-'You have seen how ur-
'tobl" "re all w"rldly PA"sosSion,, and will Won
not make him happy. ile loves Ioline Belton and
she would grace any family.
'loine 3cIlon! ask any thing but this, Maroon
Not when she hls saved your child $ life. Come
loIine, drawing forward her, whom we have
known as Rose Kirby, 'let your sweet face plead
iOl you?
And she that ever thro' her home had moved
With the meek thnuahtulncss aud quiet smile
OGwOman, loving and beloved,
And nid in her happiness the wlile
Stood brightly forth andstcidGistly that hour,
Her clear gance kindled into sudden power.
'Mr Trevor, forgive this deception. 1t was
s0rey against my inclination that It was practised
that you might know me before you condemned
Elsluce to misery. That | saved the life lyour
sweet daughter am reoced, but never will en-
ter and family when am unwecome, and greve
that Yielded my better judgement to the per-
suasions of HIM. 10 whom have ever looked for
counsel; with my dear Mrs Kirby, am sure Of a
home
ooh! father make Eusiace happy cried Emilie
rushing forward MS Ioime turned to quit the room
MY father by your own early love hear me-,
exclaimed Eusacc, throwing his arm around To-
line, and kneelmg with her at his feet.
Mr. Trevor's lip quvered Aubrey and Constance
were gazing on him with looks of intense anxiety,
and Mrs Kirby's face was buried in her 'kercher
He glanced toward hislwiie Her sttielg heal mas
bowei, and tears like rain wee dropping from her
eyes He stopped and joned their hands. Ioline
hurst into tears, and Eus,ace leading her to his
mother, said 'My moher!' The sound thrilled
to her heart as in the days of his boyhood.
She cIasped the fair girl in her arnls-'God bless
you my child. You shall be cherished as mine
own whose life you have saved-'my people shall
be thine.
Boston December Is, 1910.