The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1878-12-07

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a time.
"My boy" she said, with an intensity
OF pitiful love in her face, and stretching
her clasped hands out over him as though
she would keep him with her in spite of
everything. " My boy he is all l have, y
she murmured. Dear God, take care
of him till | come back" and with the
love still in her face she softly left the
room.
She went out into the brilliant sum-
mer night, and walked swiftly down the
street towards the lovely valley beyond,
looking up at the quiet stars as she went,
something of whose peace and rest seem
ed to be reflected into the depths of her
I usually troubled eyes. After q while
she LETT the town behind her, and walked
rapidly through the fields and lanes and
woods till she came to the rivers bank.
How lovely it looked! The trees and
flowers and grasses seemed outlined in
purest palest silver-a very fairy net
work and the quietly flowing river
sparkled and shone with the glorious ra-
dance of the moon and the stars. The
girl sat down on q stone that projected
into the river and filled Jug she had
brought, with the cold sparkling water
which she had come to bring for her
brother. She seemed spellbound with
the beauty of it all, and sat there quite
a loug time looking down at the re fec
lions deep in the water, and now up to
sky far above her head. off only my
1 boy could be here" she thought, " how
happy he would be! Maybe he would
get well if he coined here-he loves the
dumb material things So" Her tears
fell into the clear ripping water. a lit
tie breeze sprdng up, and tiny wavelets,
/ silver bright, tapped up and up over the
stone TO her feet. " O river, dear river "
I she said, leaning towards it, g last night
in my dreams y speak to me, and was
sorry for my boy. Can't 20 speak again
now?"
/ The wavelets rose higher, and muir
INJURED and whispered in the wind; and
as she listened, the silver inarticulate
sounds resolved themselves into words
/ Child the river said softly, the
sweet spirits that live beneath my waves
and in the woods and trees there, brought
you to NE in your sleep, and we tried to
! comfort you"
4 Why did you not bring my brother,
too, and comfort him?" the girl said
/ He's sore in need"
/ He would not Sleep" the river said.
But take him some of my water to
drink, and he will sleep, and you will
\ both come to me in your dreams, and |
will cure him and make him well"
/ All! you wullp' cried the girl--a
beautiful light and brilliant smile wax
| ing her face into a wonderful beauty,
! / wull 60 to him at Onc't. Where be
/ the spirit who talked so kind to NE last
night?"
! "Oh, said the river-and it seemed to
smile and ripple all over in the moon
/ light" you will see them again when
| you come with your brother in your
| dream"
The girl reflled her jug, nodded
brightly to the river, and fastened home
I with feet winged with hope and love
/ She found her brother awake and gasp
ing for breath. " Harry, Harry" she
said, tenderiy leaning over him and rails
/ ing him in her arms. "Seel I've brought
yo some water, all fresh and pure out
\ of river"
His faded eyes frightened, and he
eagerly drank it, and then with a smile
| lay back on her breast. "That's fine an
NICE" he said. How dds go so far?
Thou's good lass to go for me-"
Yo didna miss me while's / were
gone, did 20, Harry"
She boy looked up at her with a loving
smile and tear-flled eyes: 81 allus
miss yo, little sister, when yo's not WI
me-" She bent over him and passionate
/ ly kissed his pale lips
AN now," she said, "yo mum go to
sleep; an I'll 90, too; an yo'Il wake up
I right an fine an well to-morrer, an yO'll
never be sick no more"
Wull l no?" said the boy, smiling
/ up at her eager face. Yo looks lovely
/ t0-night-like an angel" he said, and
added after minute, still smiling: :"
can sleep now. Yo nun lie down by me
so, an put your arms roun' me-so;
an now kiss me little sisterl 4"
/ The moon streamed in on them as
/ they lay, ciasped in one another's arms,
\ fast asleep, their lips almost touching,
and the brown and gold of their hair
shining in the light
Harry woke first in dreamland, to find
himself sitting on the bank of the river
in the moonlight, waiting for his sister;
and as he waited, all nature seemed to
wake just to welcome him. The trees
/ that waved their stately arms and sill
vered foliage above him, whispered:
Welcomed welcomed" The little pol
lard willows down by the water all
nodded and spoke to him some CHEEKY
word; the sleepy flowers who sat sway
f. ing and nodding on their stalks, opened
their brilliant eyes to smile at him; and
even the long graceful grasses and rushes
rustled and bent and bowed towards
/ him, and did all they could to express
I their good will The very frogs stopped
cfoaking 10 look kindly at the sick boy,
with their bright eyes; and the crickets
/ ceased rubbing their legs for a minute.
ooh, how good it do feel to be here!" he
( sighed, and fairly laughed for Joy; and
all nature seemed TO take up the echo
and laugh to for company; and the frogs
and the crickets croaked and chirruped
louder than ever; and the bats took up
the falsetto parts in the chorus; and the
nightingale sang q solo that thrilled him
with its beauty.
His sister came then, wandering along
by the river, bright and happy, and sat
down by him. Harry" she said, kiss
ing his thin cheek, 70 vull get all well
agin now; wuil not yo?"
And the river answered, tossing tiny
wreath of shining spray on to her lap:
Yes, yes; he viii, he will!
Harry" said the girl clasping her
hands together, and looking up at the
blue dome overhead, where the stars
were shining and twinkIing--" feel so
happy now, that it seems somehow |