The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1877-06-14

hour. Balla sat, her eyes fixed on the
child, never stirring except to give him
bis medicine or the stjmulants the ply
sician had ordered. Frank, mOtionless
as statue, watched the little face with
her.
At last Bella raised her eyes inquir-
ingly to his. There was CLEAN of hope
in her lOOk and in the one that answered
her
His breathing seems a little easier"
she whispered. Frank nodded silently,
and there was another long pause.
A gentle moisture was breaking out
over the CIIifd2s face and body; his breath
ing seems easier and his expression more
natural. Frank and Bella hung over
him, scarcely daring 70 indulge the sweet
hope that had sprung up in their hearts.
About three o'clock the doctor came
in. His tired, iaded face frightened the
moment he saw the child.
'' Yes, he seems better" said he; " but
we mustn't venture to hope yet. Now
let us look at the little throat again"
His throat looks better" said he as
he rose to go.
Bella followed him to the door. "The
symptoms are favorable" said he, III
answer to her implOring glance. d" l will
call in again before noon"
Bella turned to go back to her seat.
As she did so she met Franks anxious
loving glance. 1t was almost more than
she could bear.
Oh Frank" she said, if God will only
let him live ~ and for the first time the
tears fell over her cheeks. Frank put his
arm gently around her, and she laid her
head upon his shoulders. They felt from
that moment that nothing codld ever
part them more.
Once more let us enter the little cham
Der. The blinds are open now, and the
sunset light Is streaming in. Archie
lies in his crib, looking like little spirit,
his mother thinks with a half sob, as she
watches his pale; wasted face with its
halo of cleaning hair. But he is gaining
strength daily, and will soon be running
round, the doctor says.
Closing the blinds, his mother takes a
cnair beside him, and sings in a low, gen.
tie voice. In q few minutes he is fast
asleep, aud she slips away for awhile.
She knows who is waiting for her below.
"Bella,' .aid Frank, after they had
talke few moments, | received q
letter to-day. Guess from whom"
"Pm sure I don't know" said Bella.
She was setting the supper table, and
paused with a h3if-startled glance.
" From your mother, Frank ?"
q You little coward, how pale you've
turned all of a sudden But you've no
reason. I was a true prophet, tell you"
shaking the letter Playfully at her. "
have told her the whole story, and she Is
prepared to love you and receive you as
a daughter. Is that table ready2 Then
sit down by me and we'll read the letter
together. You'll find out what a warm,
loving heart my mother has you little
infidel, you -
"And what shall we call the firm
now ?" asked Uncle Joe, as the happy
little party sat down to the table. It's
admitted a new member, you know he
went on, rOguisblv. "COme, I'll give
you a name; one it'll bear before long,
and We'll drink to the health of the firm
in this bottle of wine"
"UncIe - said Bella, laughing and
blushing, while his old wife beamed in
diligently upon him from the armchair
where Franks strong arms had placed
her.
Bella, Baby and Hushandp' said
Uncle Joe, rising, with beaming face,
though something like tear twinkled IN
his eye. Long life and prosperity to
the firm, and may Gods blessing be on it
for eyermOre -