The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1879-10-21

ell the sentence, across the street, and n
rapidly back again.
'Mother," she cried, all out of breath
who do you think, what do you think
1t is Franks own mother 0, dear?" ant
she began to cry, cit makes nc fec
wrctchcdly TN sec her so, for she must b.
very sick indeed. There don't seem TO b.
any life in her; and she's as white, white
than these curtains"
Mrs Saunders hurried across with he
daughter. The poor woman was sligb,l,
recovering. She raised her hand muttcring
"Don't don't, Tim, we're so poorl,
now" and again the head and hand dropp
ed.
That night when Abel came home, be
fore his quick, heavy tread sounded on til,
door, Nelly ran noiscly forward with hc
finger on her lip. She led him softly int
the little kitchen and pointed TO the slum
bcring woman.
He leaned over the 'inscnsblc form, an(
then turning to Nelly, said.
"Go after Doctor Jamcs--tell him it's {
case OF life and death; that woman is sickcl
than you or know. Then hurry and lei
Tim know; he must be rricd by this
time, if she has been here since morning.
But above all, send the doctor; she's sicl,
woman"
Nelly was soon in the streets, and after
her mission to the doctors, who was fortu-
natcly at home, she almost flew to Tins
! little house, where she saw Frank and his
father III. awful anxiety. She told them
all, and in moment Frank was ready to
go, but Tim stood staring at his son as
though he could not or would not comprc-
hcnd. After Frank had gone, however.
trhpI I1,> 10 hot
the house. Notwithstanding his narshncss
and often ill-naturc he was not without
love for his wife. And though he chose to
say little Though he was boiling over with
hate for his rival, though he sHorc fcarfully
that he would never step foot over Abe
Saunders threshold, he could not keep his
feet from that direction, but paced rcpcat
cdly by, feeling as if he should be warned
in case of real danger.
Meanwhile the physician had been there.
and just AS Frank and Nellie arrived was
leaving the house. AS he passed along the
street dark-looking man in slouchcd hat
touched him on the arm,
"EXcusc me- he said, but | thought
maybe you was the doctor called to tend
woman in yOndcr house."
81 am," answered the physician, "what
do you want of mc2"
GLOW is the woman2 Is she likely to
be sick2" "
''Lilicly to be sick ~ repeated the doc
tor, looking ut Tim; for something in the
man's manner arrested his attention. eff
find her living tomorrow at sundown I
shall be more astonishcd than am ant to
be. Why man it's congestion of the brain;
she's dangerous"
lin waited to hear no more, bnt walked
Abel stood himself, with kindly look in
his honest eyes, at which Tim never looked.
s'NIy wife is sick here. I'm sorry she's
sick here" he said, "but we cart have
everything to our liking. Where is she 2"
Without saying word Abel led Tim to
his wife. Katy Saunders had passed an
arm under the head of the sufferer, while
with the other hand she was aving the fore
head with some cooling mixture. The bed
was snowy white; clean, neat curtains,
loopcd back, where its only ornament
but over all was thrown an air of grace and
puricty.
Nelly stood at the side of the bed, or
rather leaning upon one elbow, the tips of
her fingers buried in her beautiful cheek,
slowly tanning the poor, sick creature
and upon her face was imprinted much
delicate soicitudc. Frank sat near, hold
ing his mothers hand.
The whole. nearly overcome poor
Tim, especially when Nelly came nolscless-
ly forward with cushion and placing it in
the old arm-c chair, and drawing that up to
the bed, bcckoncd him to sit down with so
sweet and tilial an air.
For three days they hung over what bid
fair to be the death bed of Matty Fuller :;
bnt with SO good physician as kind Doc
tor James, and such skillful nursing as
Katy's and her daughters, the malady gave
way. In week Matty was slowly recov-
ering.
20, Tim, dear, seems to me III never bc
unthankful again # rise from this" mur-
INJURED the sick woman, fccbly taking her
husbands hand IN her own. "You don't
feel hard agin the Saunders now, do you,
Tim2 You're better main as I'm better
woman, humbly hope and trust"
"Yon're good wife, Matty," lie said,
chokingly, 'too good for such as me; and
If it's your wish that should forget the
past"
"And mine too," said cheerful voice,
and firm hand was laid lightly on his
shoulder.
Tim sprang to his feet--one momcnt his
mind was bitter, the next with strong ef-
i fort he held out his hand.
4 Abel graspcd it heartily.
p "God bless ycu," lie said, with deep emo.
1 ton; 1--WE are friends once more. Come
here, Kate, come here, Nelly, and witness
that wo forget tho past--forcvcr 2" IIc ask.
cd, appealingly.
'Forever be. it," answered Tim, solemnly;
and they were rivals no longer, t
| 'Now, FRIEND" lie added, seated himself
by his side, you and are partners; from
this moment our purse is ono. shall have
painted on my team Saunders s. Fuller.
wo will live in ono house, and l warran
therc'll be no happier hearths than ours
And by tho way" he added, as Thu shool
hands over the bargain, "thcre Is anothe
partnership nndcr consideration; what d'
you say7" and he pointed to Frank win
stood in tho next room, with Nelly close tt
his sidc.
Tim gave no objection. Nelly and Franl
are as happy as any truc-hearted couple II
this wide world.
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