The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1868-01-23

sTo the beach, for . few days." h
answered, without noticing the tone o
surprise in which she had spoken. 81
am very sorry to be obliged to leave
now but have not been we'll for some
months, and the strain Of the last tive
weeks has been terrible for me. fee
it to be au imperative duty which owl
to myself and my work in life, to Civ.
myself the short rest which alone car
save me from utter prostration."
! $50 you will leave those poor people
to die?'
"My dear Helen r. DR.. Lashley looked
both surprised and grieved. Harris
my student, will give them the closest
attention; besides''-he hesitated mo
n,ent-"there is DIR. Arnam, you know
at the corners
: "The one an inexperienced boy, the
other heartless quack! -
"Helen you are very hasty in your
judgement of DIR. Arnam, and as for
Harris-why, Helen, he has shown won
have spared no pains to make him fully
understand the line Of treatment wish
him to follow. Remember it is only q
careful balancing of the apparently con-
ficting claims of duty which has decided
me to go.'
He spoke earnestly, and with look
and tone which showed how entirely he
himself misjudged.
There comes the train, DIR. Lashley-
you will be later' said Helen, letting
her hand rest ON his a moment, and then
drawing it away.
He stood an instant longer, with an
Of painful indecision on his
handsome face; then he said hastily,
"Good by, Helen My dear Helen, am
sure that a moments thought will con-
vince you that am acting for the best!"
and so he was gone.
Helen Darrell stood quite still for a
few moments then she turned and
walked with firm step up the garden
walk, through the hall, and into the
pleasant library, where her father sat
reading in his easy chair. She stood
behind him, and drew his head backward,
looking into his eyes.
swell, Lady Nell !'
"Papa, am going to help nurse those
sick people"
Squire Darrell gave q great start.
"Helen Child! What are you think
ng of7''
She put her soft hand over his lips.
:Not a word, little papa! I'm your
spoiled daughter, you know. You can't
leny me anything-you have said so a
thousand times.''
''But, Helen, this is worse than folly
is absolute insanity What could
,ou do ?'
" A little, I hope wish could do q
,reat deal more. Papa! some of them
re dying; and DIR. Lashley has gone
way ~
"Gone away and where 30
ITO the beach-he's i'll, he said, pa
a." in low tone, with her brown eyes
lear and steady; "if mamma were alive |
he would have gone before this time.
han't go?
my darlingp said Squire Darrell,
nd drew her down into his arms.
A few hours later John Everdale,
ending over poor Pat Reagan, and try
,g to arouse him from the deep stupor
ito which he was constantly falling,
,oked up to seeHelen Darrell standing
the door. His face grew very pale
'r an instant, but there was no other
gn Of surprise.
"Good afternoon Miss Darrell" he
lid, with his bright smile Thanksgiving
1 his face. He did not say.
'.You here, Miss Darrell - His whole
amer seemed to recognize her right
Id pleasure to be there, and Helen
1t that his very silence paid her truer
Id more delicate compliment than DR..
eshley's most elaborate period could
1er have conveyed. |,
"Tell me what to do, John" she said,
ling the old, familiar address Of her
lildhood.
II fear shall make but a poor teach
)" he answered; but if you could take
y place here ! could go somewhere
se where help is needed. Poor Mrs.
eagan is trying to sleep . little. Pat
* is very quiet, as you see; there is
tie to be done beyond keeping his lips &
with this sponge and pray :
mt let him sleep too heavily"
Helen sat down by the bedside, and 6
hn went out, but soon came back, say. ,
3, "You know where Mary Morrison :
es, Miss Helen2 The next cabin but /.
e ia hers. Her little child looks badly