Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1875-01-18
never again in this life be parted.

tended and cared for with attention and
anxiety. Bold, who after day or two
was quite himself again, except that he
felt good deal used up, had run up to
town for couple of physicians. The
village smith. who cured the rest of the
world IN the place, he thought not good
enough for the present case. The learn
ed doctors came two very clever men,
who, after a private conversation with
Boldl, Immediately understood the state
of affairs. Whenever they spoke to
Bold their talk was gay and hopeful
but ~hen they had to do with his faith
Ell, encouraged by the sons twinkling
and nodding, their faces grew grave and
long, expressing fear and doubt. 1t was
sad case; not belonging to the run Of
daily occurrences; a young, delicate wo-
man dying for having saved a young
mans life; for surely Boldl was SO far
gone, bad not she contrived to keep his
head above the food, risking her own
life, there had been an end of wild Boldl
on earth. But there might be still hope
for her recovery, if they could only glad
den her heart in some way as soon as
she regained her senses.
The Wiesenhofbauer went about his
house grave and silent. His only son had
been saved to him by Froni-just by
her And his only son was resolved on
one thing; Front dying, he would adopt
her child and make him his heir FROM
living, she would become his wife. If
his father would not cpnsent-well, he
would leave his home and go with his
wife and child to another place, earning
their living, working as laborer on
some farm
The father saw that by his harsh and
unlawful proceedings against Front, he
had severed his sons heart from his
own, and he felt he must suffer from it.
He was his only child the father could
not do without him. So there was no
help but giving in, though with a sour
face he spoke his consent But his trials
were not over; he had another lesson Of
humility yet to learn.
From was convalescent. Her baby
was crawling on her bed; diving as it
were, in sea of golden waves stream
ing down the red silk coverlet, his little
fingers brushing throuuh his mothers
curly hair, all his movements accompan-
led by shrieks of delight And now Boldl
entered. He sat down at the side Of the
bed, where he had been watching through
many long, anxious night. Boldl and
Front talked a long time; Boldl would
not give way-but he found it hard to
persuade Front, until she saw he was re-
solved.
"Dost thou remember" she said,
graveIy, 'what | said to thee once ?
and if the Wiesenhofbauer himself came
.'And when Wiesenhofbauer himself
comes to ask thee to marry his son
Front Front what wilt thou say %
He waited in breathless suspense, and
no answer coming, he repeated the ques-
ton: What wilt thou say p His low
ing eye, his eager hand, waited for an
answer
FROM hid away her fearful face, and
putting her hand in his, she sobbed.
s.God willed it so p
And FROM was in Boldl's arms, firm
ly clasped to his faithful breast, her hair
and eyes covered with his kisses, her
lips softly whispering, "Ob, how | love
thee p The baby looked on with amaze
ment and utter want of understanding,
but rather amused than displeased at
the scene.
At sunset the Wiesenhof bauer came
into the room-there was no escape,
Bold would have it, and the father had
to do it-gravely smiling and congratu-
lating Front on her recovery. Then he
sat down in the chair and began to play
with the baby, trying in succession sew
eral topics But talking Of this and
talking of that would not bring the Bau-
er any nearer to what he had to say. dc
grew impatient with himself, nothing
would prove an introduction. What he
had to say must be spoken out by itself
from beginning to end, and he did not
care to meet with his son before the
thing was done. So. putting down hi:
pride, he suddenly broke out:
"Well, FROM, If thou wilt have my
son, take him"
Veronica smiled. ..What am | to do
with so wild boy r.
well. what am to do with him il
the end {? I want to get rid ofhim. Thor
might'st try to tame him can't r
"Shall | try, indeed y
DO try. in Heavens name !" AND
the old man lay his blessing hand upor
the golden hair of the woman. She drew
it down and pressed it to her lips; be
tears fell hot upon it. The old man, too
cried. Coming cut Of the room, he fel
into the arms Of his son. Thou has
been listening. rascal r
. No, father, [ see in your face tha
all X 15orht Father uou were ah01f Il