The Troy herald., 1875-08-25

marked Viot0 zrtcol0r. one DOR
rowcd o trowel from man At work
near BY, aud soon had Gown the little
grave with seed aud deftly covered
them.
"Therci - she eaid with . long
breath Of satisfaction. "poor young
mother -
Rob Roy passed . lonely, anxious
winter. Helen was taken with dip.
liberia. She was not very III but the
doctor urged care and watching, 80
Rob Roy left her with her mother.
lie spent every Sunday with her. and
several days at Christmas tide, when,
I doubt not, they kept the birth.
night of tho holy child with smiles
and tears. We pitied him In his soli'
tary lite. We looked at the ono light
at night, and the darkened nursery.
window, and sighed as We remem.
bcrcd six months ago.
But ono day IN early spring, when
gentle winds were blowing the vapors
about the soft sky, aud flowers were
thrusting their gay young heads
above the black earth, Rob stopped
under our balcony and lifted his glad
face to say he was going for Helen to.
morrow.
So she came back even sweetcr
than before for her mourning dress
aud for her selfless bearing Of the
cross. She took up tho thread Of her
home lifc where It had fallen black
and tear.staincd, and wove 1t shining
as before.
When she had been at home several
days she said ono morning, "Can't
you come home carly this afternoon,
Rob, and take me 10 baby's gravo?"
'Oh, yes" answered Rob, drawing
her tcMdcrly to him.
She, leaning on his shoulder, asked T:
"Ilave you had anything planted
there, Rob? 1 shall not see 1t bare,
shall II" emtreatingly.
Rob hung his kind, foolish head.
The day she came he had ordered an
elaborate dinner, be had the house
adorned with costly flowers, he had
given her an expensive trinlct, but
tho thing she wanted most in the
world he had lett undone.
Then this wise woman, divining
his trouble said from his resting
place: "Ncvcr mind; We shall see
about II together. Twill look for you
early" So she kissed him good.by
but when he was gone the tears flowed
over her face.
|, II was q lovely afternoon when
they entered the great cemetery gate.
!, A little chill fingered In the air, but
it was sunny aud calm. Helen held
cluster OF white flowers, the purest,
, sweetest yet above the mould; her
:. arm was IN her husbands and hei
voice had somewhat Of its old ring
:, But as the nearcd the angle which
:. passed, would reveal tho little grave
Rob felt her tremble, and, looking
down, saw q pale, quivering face
. which hid itself against him, shaking
. with sobs. ~ can't help 1t, Rob!
- she gasped. ~ have tried; but whei
~ | think Of my baby and the dreadfu
r. clay heaped over her, why my hear
.r bleeds again I" And she made ges
n turc TO show how the thought tor
10 her.
a "My dearest" said Rob, grisve
m through all his honest heart, "yo
~. shall never see 1t so again, never,
=. promise you.
er Thus speaking, they moved on. he
ri head bowed low, 90 that she opl
er knew by their stopping that they ha
nj reached baby's bed. Rob started 4
er lif to utter an exclamation, tho
10 checked himself, aud they stood
n. silence for awhile.
of "l.ook up, llelen," he said at Las
ed very gently. Aud 10! a marve
u Tho little mound smiled all over wit
nv pansies. They made canopy abo,
nd tho harsh clay to hide It from II
IN sight OF love. With their root
ID. death they opened, fearless, innoce'
'sc eyes, aud spread abroad their store
nd purple and gold without stint
~, .l,o t1a aod hoow