The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1875-07-03
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and the mmensity, and the restless whiring to
and fro of the waves of life, weak and white,
ana helpless as baby,
And there. sewing by the window, sat n soft
eyed young girl, all in white with ghmmerng
hair. long lashes, and delicatelv rounded fea-
lures.
Pardon me-" hOarsely uttered the Major,
with little Souuenfr of his old fashioned court
esy and politeness; but dOu't know who you
arc" H.
"Bushi Il" said the yoRng lady. gently. "You
must not talk, am here to nurse you"
And then he found himself taking a draught
from her practiced fingers, and then drifting of
as.eep. ...
IT have been very i'll, haven't II" salt he,
when the doctor came at noon, as usual.
"You have been as close to the Valley OF the
the shadow more than once as q man can be in
his life" Doctor Delagood answered Rravely.
Ths Major shuddered little-he lthenish old
Sybarite as he was. The idea of death appalled,
him and he scarcely cared to hear how near he
stood TO the solution of the great problem.
"But you pulled me through" said he with
long breath.
''Yes. and your patient little nnrse, VINO
has Just gone for an hours sleep"
"Who Is she doctor7" asked the major, anxi.
ous.y.
sShe is the niece of one of the lady boarders.
Martin, think they call her. Her aunt went
away as soon AS the fever declared itself-in
fact, it ridded the hotel pretty neaty-but this
girl would not allow any one to suffer Tor want
Of care and nursing, 30 she cOurageously re-
maiued to take care OF you,"
"Why did she do that" asked the major,
llttle lumb rising into his throat,
"Why did Florence Nightingale 20 ont to the
| Crimeal Why are all women born herOines at
| heartl" retorted the doctor.
"God bless her !" muttered the major.
And then he turned his head to on side, and
| a big drop OF two FLASHED down on the pillow.
Day by day he lay there in slow GONZALES
| cencc, while the pretty young nurse minstered
| to him.
my dear" said the major, one day. think
| I am beginning to realize now what the bless
ing of daughter would have been, had God
| gwen me one. 1 have grown very fond of YOU"
The soft blue eyes beamed smiilngly down
| upon him as he spoke.
"Anu Of you" answered the girl, in low,
| tender accents.
"Ars you much attached to your aunt mrs.
Fessenden, believe her name is"
"Yes" said the girl half doubtfully II sup
pose 50; never saw her before she asked me to
| spent the season " ith her ut Atlantic CITY last
| month"
"Is that all you have been with herq'
That's al"
Then" said the Major, ~ shall ask her to let
| me adopt you Will you be my daughter hence
forth !"
She threw her arms around his neck, and
| soohed upon his breast.
$40 you really love met Do you really want
me Z" ASKED she.
| Moior
"And you will DO The sunshine of my house"
But you have a sonP
| Yes" answered the MRjOr slightly frowning.
Poor Henry But he lias eslranged himself
from me-"
"FOreverW
Yes foreverl" (Sickness you see, had taken
none OF the inherent obstinlcy out of our old
| herOs character)
"Papa lp-she knelt beside the satin-pillowed
invalid chair. which had been wheeled out into
the sunshine on the broad Nefanda-''I am 20
| call you papa am not T.
"Of course you are dearestW
The Majors hand stocked down her bright
hair with tender touch as he spoke.
Then, papa, tell me '0hy you are estranged
from him."
He married in disregard to my Wishes" the
Major sterny answered
| 'lS thut SUCH uh uupuruOuuUlo
"unpardonabe See here e ary, II he had
not made such a fool, such an idiot of himself,
he might have been your husband You might
have been then my daughter in very truth
Stranger things have happened"
"But that couldn't be-"
"Why not r. demanded the Major.
"Because he is my husband already! Oh,
pApa-dear, dear father l-fOrgive me am
not Mary MartlD. and yet am ! My Real name
Is Mary Ariel Martindaei ana Harry, away at
ST. Louis, is nv husband only came here To
stay with aunt Fessenden until he could mako
that httlc h, me for us which we had both hoped
and dreamed Of Will you forgive us both, papa,
for my saker
'Isuppose 1 have to-" said the Mejor IN OK
treme bewllderment. kiss me. dear Upon
the whole Harry isn't quite such TOOL as be-
ieved him TO be And you knew wh) was all
the while I" u
"Of course did"
"And you kept dark Sly little ppss. Well.
Mary-I mean Ariel"
"Yes, papa"
wen telegraph t. Harry to come right
back. There's only three OF us. Lots try and
be happy together"
SO, through Auel's blue eyes and heaven sent
face, Harry M0rtindale was disinhereted, and
through her he was received hack again INTO
his own Inheritance.
"own up. sir. that knew what was about 4"
said Harry, as he stood there with Ariel lean.
ing on his arm.
"You dog" said the Old gentleman, faceti-
ouslv. pokIng hun In the ribs. "you'ye get tho
pretuest little wife going.'
TKRRLBLE WORK OF A RELIGIOUS MANIAC
Richard Fryer. ToquervDle, Utah man. who