Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1880-02-02

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81 don't want them" she answered
quietly. Il would much rather that you
would let me have that little baby boy"
"That is perfectly ridiculous p he ex-
claimed. ''Why should you wish to take
upon yourself that burden p But noti-
cling the expression of her face Che had
seen too much of the maternal instinct
in his profession not to know what it
meant) he relented "Well, my dear,
as you desire it so much | wish you
could have him. Whatever makes the
women so stubborn Tardy justice is
better than none at all. And | solemn
ly declare that unless she sends that pa
per, which have every reason to sup
pose was in her husbands possession,
neither the mother or the child shall
cross my threshold"
This seemed to end the discussion.
and for long time Lucy sat looking
into the fire. At last raising her eyes
pleadingly, she said "Robert. you wont
like my saying this, and l don't like to
seem as though 1 were preaching, but
all day as though they were written on
my brain, | have seen the words If ye
forgive not men their trespasses'-"
A loud knocking interrupted the SEN
tence. A tall miner stood at the door
asking for the doctor.
"What is the matter" asked the doc
tor, who was already drawing on his
over-coat.
"Bill Barton's child has got fts-two
miles t'othcr side of Lennox Bluff"
"All right I'll be there as soon as
possible"
The hardness had all vanished from
his manner again he was the sympathiz-
ing physician as he turned to his wife
saying
"Good night, Lucy, do not sit up; l
may not be in much before morning.
This poor child has been subject to these
attacks from her birth. l fear each will
be the last"
After his departure, Lucy sat long
time gazing thoughtfully into the fire.
"There is no use hunting the garret
again" she mused, sit Is only in stories
that missing wills and deeds are found
in old furniture. So, having sent her
maid to bed, and prepared some fragrant
chocolate, setting it where it would sim
mer slowly till the doctors return, she
resumed her seat by the fire, and her
sad meditations.
Meanwhile Doctor Ashley pursued his
journey through the stormy night, and
those last words spoken by his wife were
exerting spell on him, too. The noun
tain wind, rushing through the cedars,
seemed to sing in trumpet tones, "lf ye
forgive not" while on every hand the
dry tongued laurels whispered forgive
forgive p
Arrived at his destination, he found
the little patient better, lying pale and
exhausted on her mothers lap. Tht
paroxism was over-the danger passed
| once more, and the mother expressed
real sorrow for having brought the doc
tor out in the storm.
/ ''Oh, no matter about that!'' he an
swered hastily; then, after preparing
7 composing draught, he bade them good
night. and started upon his homewar'
journey.
. But the thoughts from which he woul
e gladly have been free. were only inter
rupted, not dispelled. Again the ur
l seen spirit voices seemed to whispe
l. around him, and memory went back t
J. childhood, when blue-eyed Cousin Ere
was his dearest companion. He though
It of the green summer days when, togetl
It er, they had fshed in the old mill-ponC
= and sailed mimic boats under the wi
= lows. Then of old college times, whe
le the gay young student had clung to hi
D. as unto an elder brother. And now
All now he was dead
le The storm had increased in violenc
7e but the doctor scarcely needed it, for /
t, morse was gnawing like bitter hunger
" his heart. Away to the right he hea
above the noise of the elements the shr
Id whistle of midnight train. That stal
I'd ling cry, that, clearer than clan call.
1g blast of tocsin, reminds the lonely of t
e. great brotherhood of man. It arous
is the doctor from his musings. He !
no membered that half an hour ago ira
e. arrived in the village behind him, b,
le- having overtaken no travellers he Fl
ly thankful that no one had to seek
to home among the hills tonight. A n
to ment later he saw something dark mt
ay ing directly in front of him.
Only cedar bush" he reasone
. but watching closely, he saw it wa
M more and more, and at last sink do
as upon the snow.
We AS he sprang from his sleigh he he;
rou a low moan, and hurrying forward.
ian found sad sight, woman complet
l paralyzed with cold and weakness, 9
ra- in her arms. closely pressed against