The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1871-11-02

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again 'on the Alps ana the Appenines
| will bring you blossom to NIGH
car find one 1t must be in bloom
by this time"
mo, thank you," she answered, care
essly. "If | see the flower at all wan.
to see it in its native haunts. No singh,
blossom for me, if You please"
"Then what say you, Barbara Let rs
60 up to the head of the lake this after
noon, toward sunset, and we can reap q
harvest Of gentians Meldon's wood
must be filled with them"
| did not particularly care to 90; bus
had still enough common sense remain
ing to know that the walk, and the
sweet, fresh evening air would do m,
good. So we went, all three of u.s.
am not going to de scribe our walk or
he shores Of that lovely lake, the Clio
rlous unset sky, the opaline CLEANS, thu
tnts OF purple and rose, amethyst and
amber, that glorified cloud anC wavelet
and mountain Even my perturbed spirit
felt hat sit WIS good TO be there" w,
fingered So long that when we entered
he woods the sun was slowly sinking "a
globe Of fire behind the crest of Mount
Victory
TIE first frosts had come, and the
leaves were beginning t. fall. But bright
with "heaven's own blue" the geDtiap
looked through its fringes to the sky
rom every damp and shaded nook. w,
found them on every side ofus; and wan
dered on, lured by seemingly richer spe
cImens Just beyond, until we were check
ed by the gathering darkness / looked
up, and single star shown down upon
me through a parting in the trees But
even as | looked a dense cloud swept
over it,
Walter and Miss Delamater were at a
little distance. He was showing her a
SPOT where the May flowers were largest
and sweetest in the spring. I called to
them
"Waltes! Miriam" ! said. at is
getting late, and believe it is going to
rain. We must hurry home"
They came back to me hastily. But
before We had taken a dozen steps the
wind swayed the tops Of the pine trees, a
sullen angry roar came from the deeper
woods into which we had not penetrated,
and it became evident that one Of the
sudden, violent tempests Of autumn was
upon us.
We hurried on, while it grew darker
and darker every moment, and the sOugh-
ing and shriekipg Of the wind and the
cracking Of the tossing boughs raised a
tewildering tumult about US. Taking
a hand Of each, Walter tried to urge us
forward. But our feet became entangltd
in the breaks and underbrush, and we
made slow progress
"Hark! is that thunder?" said Miriam,
under her breath.
cit IS too cold for thunder storm, "
Wal er answered. ut is only the wind. >
Even as he spoke a fearful gust tore
our hands apart. Denser darkness, dark
ness that could be felt, fell about us; we
could not see an inch before our faces
VIC could not see each other
Suddenly the air was filled with flying
particles, and crash after crash re80und
ed through the forest. We were in the
very path of the tornado. Great trees
fell PROSTATE to the right and to the left
of us, and huge branches were borne like
straws on the wings of the tempest
Stricken to the ground, crouching there
IN dire extremity, we waited Tor what
might come.
But high above the roar of the ele,
ments, the fierce beating ON the storm,
heard my husbands voice.
Barbara Barbara Barbara heard
it through the darkness, and could not
answer him.
Barbara-not Miriam-even in that
supreme moment when soul spoke to
soul, and we stood upon the confines Of
the other world
y x i
When | returned to CONSCIOUSNESS was
in darkened room, and there were two
or three strange women about me. l
tried to move my left arm, but could not.
1t was bandaged from the shoulder down.
Walter knelt at the foot of the bed.
The women went out
l cannot tell you about it. Some things
are too sacred to be made subjects of
common speech. But / knew that night
by my husbands tears and caresses, by
the silent kisses that his trembling lips
pressed upon my cold ones, by his few
scarce articulate words of thanksgiving,
by his whispered prayers how previously
[ had wronged him by my jealous doubts.
l learned more, by and by, after Miriam
had gone, and my bruised arm had got
we'll One day told him all had
thought, and felt and suffered. For
long time he sat silently, with his hands
clasp,ng mine Then he said:
81 want to show You something, Bar
bara," and left the room.
He came back presently with little
blue velvet case in his hand. There was
something in his face that 1 had never
seen before; something that showed that
his whole being was stirred to its inmost
depths.
Il want to show you something" he
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