Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1879-12-11
upon the youth and strong physique of
yaur hnahant ~

litUb uttlutNtu IIlt htlpnt1On.
Sharp and strong sentences fell upon his
osity. When hc heard from Miss Tur-
pin of the enthusiasm and zeal of the
young student, ns much as she dared
Tell him of his defeated aspirations and
hopes, the good doctors eyes kindled
with sympathy.
Let him only get we'll" lac said,
" and we will sweep these lions out of
his path
Miss Turpin smiled through her
tears.
"He will get well, thanks to YOU"
she said.
And to YOU" he added, looking
around the room with appreciation. 1t
had been suddenly mctamorphoscd into
the model of "A chamber for the sick.
The open fire, with its cheerful blaze and
ventilating draft; the subducd light
the white and warm drapcry of the bed
her own little couch near by; pretty,
shadowy pictures upon the walls tinted
by her own hands-an eloquent silence
rcigning over all.
1T is lucky for yondcr lad ~ thought
the doctor, that in all this big wrctchcd
barrack the one little snuggcry i, his
own
And so the days went by. each one
freightcd with hope and fear. There
came one ut last upon which rested the
life or death OF the young student.
Some time this evening said the
doctor TO Miss Turpin, "hc will regain
consciousness; bc sure that you do not
leave his bedside. | would not for the
world ut that critical moment, that Il
strange face should meet his own"
Miss Turpln turned pale, and stretched
out her hands with a gesture Of enlrcaty.
Then she slipped from her chair to her
knees. and from thence to the floor.
Now had come the supreme moment of
torture Now her labor, her JOY, her
life was done
\ strange face, What face could be
stranger than her own?
Tut, child" said the doctor; "
thought you had more courage. There
is every hope for him. Can't you bear
JOY a you have sorrow2 | only want
that he shall first see the face of his
wife, the dearest tn him in the world. -
H. put down his hands TO her. but
still she hid her face from his Her
whole frame trcmbicd. She wished
that she could die there and then.
"Oh. Doctor said She, lifting nj last
her eyes to his. how can | tell you ?
tlbH = tAll lllhh' N'N hiA'N Alt ItOA
his wife"
. The doctor drew back coldiy; but as
hcr frank. earnest eyes caught his own.
hccould not resist tho innocent pleading
there. he might be n poor Mngda.cn
even, but lac had never seen SO childlikc
and yet womanly a creature
W o. must think Of nothing now but
our patient - lac said. gently; your face
is nj least familiar and dear to him"
Alas, no. she said; 1T l. strange.
almost unknown. II is far better
should 60 away
Then she told the doctor all. And As
she went on 10 confess how she had
dared shelter this poor ncighhor of hers.
without roof TO cover him. without
money. without friends. sick unto death.
helpless and alono--how she dared at
any risk o. shelter him and to nurse him
back To- lifc-thc good surgeons eyes
hlinkcd under his shaggy hrows. lie
put his heavy hands in bcncdiCtion upon
her bowed head.
Thou good little Samaritan" he
said.
And two big. hollow, handsome eyes
upon the white bed in the corner also
filed with tears lie was So weak.
this poor young Blake, that he could
scarcely help sohbing outright at so
touching story.
Why-why," he ialtcrcd To himself.
in little Miss Turpin's room, Oh.
thou mcrciful heaven in little Miss
Turpin's bed With the Checry little
fire in the CRATE to Toll yondcr biting
blast, with all the little knick- knacks
and furbclows about-thc little pictures
on the wall. her bird-cage Mt the win.
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lots OF spoons in various doses. each
spoon with little Miss Turpin's name /:
and to her. then. under heaven. owe
my life! All. may God do 40 10 me. and
more also, ii desert little Miss Turpin.
or Jet little Miss Turpin desert me-
And now. said the sweet. sad voice
of Miss Turpin, take me to his bed
side. | am foolishly weak. can scarcely
sec. Lot me look upon him just once
more before ! 60. You will take care
Of him now, doctor, won't you? But
let me say goodbye"
The doctor. undccidrdly. scarcely
knowing what TO say, half carried her
To the bed.
Goodbye. good bye" she said.
bending over him, her warm tears fall
ing on his pale. sunEcn face. her hot,
trembling hands, clasping themselves
together.
But suddenly two other hot. trembling
hands seized hers in feeble grasp-the
hollow, sunkcn eyes of the student iasten
themsel YES upon Miss Turpin's face with
a very hungry tenderness.
oh, no." he said, "yuu cannot 90
from here, not for the world you see
the good doctor has said ii viii not do
to have strange face at my bedside.
Yours is the dearest 60 me in the world.
| love you, Miss Turpin. 1t is per-
haps a sad fate offer you but OH he
still more gcncrous-be my wife. |
have. dear littlc Miss Turpin-ol. |
have loved you long,"
He didn't say how long he was too
weak to talk. He didn't tell her that
perhaps his love dated only little half
hour back, when be listened TO that won
droilsly touching little story Of hers.
What mattered itp Cannot love be
as strong as life and deep as the sea.
howsoever and whenever Il is born9
Good DIR. HaveTshaw took care of their
future. II began in neat. two-story