The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1873-09-17

GLOW is it, BERTHE. tonight? p
Mr.. Keystone asked the question
the instant he crossed the threshold
of the door.
Mrs. Keystone, tall, bright-eyed
woman, with raven hair and softly
crimsoned cheeks. had taken his hat
and coat and brought Lis slippers
with wifely solicitude
20, he is as well as usual. I have
been with him aIlday,7 said she.
no worse? The doctor just told
me-
sob, that's all nonsense, said
Mrs. Rylstone. sharply. Every one
knows that DIR. Gargill is foolishly
over anxious about his patients.
am judge, and tell you little Al
bert is much better,
''I'll 60 up and have look at him
before tea" said the father irreso-
Mtely.
You'll only disturb him. said
Mrs, Rylstone. He's fast asleep.
DO leave the poor child in peace"
But the father persisted, ascending
the broad, softly carpeted stairway
and entering the large front room
where he had left his sick boy that
morning.
TO his surprise, the room was
empty A grand piano occupied
the place where the bed had been.
and workable stood in the bay
window.
kitty Ne called. to a white
aproned chambermaid who was fit
ting down stairs, "what does this
meRnF'
@It's the missus. sir, said Kitty
with broad grin. ''She does be eX-
pectin her sister to visit her. and
there ain t no room good enough for
her but the front room. And so
Master Berries moved up stairs
where she can't be bothered with his
groanin's.'
Groanings! Is he worse?''
Hes that bad, sir, he can't be
much worse in this world; and the
missus, she scofds because he dis
turbs her own little hoy. o, the
stony hearts of some people !''
more. bnt hurried up stairs to low
cciled. barely furnished room, where
lay this four-year-old boy, tossing
In fever, under the sole care Of a
stout. good hearted Irish nurse,
s.Shure, sir, its Norah that's glad
to see you" said she ''for niver a
sowT But the doctor has been here
this blissid day p
"Where was Mrs Rylstone?"
sharply demanded the father.
1.-The blessed saints know. maybe
II don't She's not been here
Though Kitty did say she took out
Master Everard, her own child, in
the Garage, at noon! Its little she
cares Norah added, in very audi
BILE soto roce, whether this poor lamb
lives or dies.
Mr.. KEYSTONE stood looking sadly
upon the little golden-haired child,
whose cheeks were flushed with fe-
yer, and whose hands CROPPED blindly
at the coverlet.
People had warned him that he
was doing very silly thing, when
he married Mrs. DeMoray, the beau
tiful young actress, but she had
been very charming and winsome.
and professed the tenderest devotion
for little Albert, and he had some
how acted under a sort of spell or
infatuation!
And now the charm was broken.
and he saw his second wife as she
really was-selish, trecherous and
deceitful And had it not been for
little gofden-haired BERTHE, the fair
faced bequest from the young girl
who had been his first love, he could
almost have wished to die.
As these chilling thoughts passed
through his mind. soft hand was
laid on his arm, and Mrs. RyIstone's
honeyed voice spoke:
Dear George, won't you come
down to tea2 I have waited so long
and dear little Everard---''
He shrank from her touch.
II don't feel like eating, Clara.
Leave me, pray''
"But my dearest
aLcave me, l sayr'
Mrs. Rylstone pouted. and shrug-
ged her shoulders.
Really, George, 81 should have
thought you had more sense than to
make such fuss over an ailing
child, who'll be sure to be we'll in a .
week or two "
And she swept away. her rich
silk dress trailing on the floor with
P allow murmuring sound like a hiss
X X
Taken the child home to its aunt
in Vermont? Well, L suppose its
the best thing he could have done.
OF course it will die but its some
thing to be saved the annoyance of
n funeral in the house."