The Red Cloud chief., 1880-03-04

She can undo as she has done and she
only. IL are NOT es.e for strong meas
ur-s. II are very critical, very delicate.
You must tread sofiiy or you lo-e all"
IL was n vre;ched waiting. By the
Doctors sdvice, they san Mary bat ..l-
dom. Each time she seemed 10 them
thinner, paler, more enfeebled, and alas,
stronger than ever in her purpose %
remain where she was. Once her moth
er, seeking the Quarter ST Michel IT
an unusual hour and finding the door II
Madame Olympe's apartment. ajar.
heard loud. angry words ard The sound
Of q blow, and entered. To find Mary
weeping. with \ red mark on her cheek.
The poor lady went home overcome and
took 10 her bed. Another fortnight
passed. July was a. hand and the heat
had become intense. The baby dropped.
and the problem II whist 20 DO and how
best to do il became more complicated
than ever.
IL was Just then, as they sat one
morning a; breakfast, that \ quick peal
At the bell announced DIR. Boulan, in \
blaze of excitement.
cit has come, he cried-"our chance,
the chance I bid YOU wait for. Tha;
beast. that creature, she i arrest, since
the afternoon before yesterday, for sell
ing a poison preparation a. philter To a
lady. Cest nne affair de q~uaraHte J0urs.
And nov we must act"
Where i Mary? What has become
Of her?' cried the other two.
"Oh, she are left behind in the lodg-
ing. She prayed them To take her TO
prison with Madame the Beast. but was
refuse. Now, roy0Hs. we must be wise,
We must make no mistake. You must
stay away from her ut present. will
go"
"Doctor, that is hard" pleaded Mrs.
Aske. "Surely, her W mother"
"Yes, yes, chere madame, / know all
dat; but she il eHsOrceios. l tell YOU
she il not able to experience the natural
emotion. II she see you to-day, she viii
brace herself to resist; but with me she
will be more pliable, plant. | sail tell
her that Olympic Is lock up, and she can
not alone stay there. And | will offer
to find place for her, and then | lead
her to-let me sec-not 90 here-no Ia
my own house. There you will all be
with Baby. You will kneel, entreat.
Olympic will bc further of-and per-
haps, perhaps-wc sail sec. Move not,
stir not TILL you sail hear from me-"
All that day and half Of the g was
spent in suspense. Then the little Doe
tor came back, triumphant.
81 have succeeded" he cried "but.
sapristi, twas a struggle, She is Ia
come 10 my house on this afternoon;
only that she DO not know that il i my
house. And there she is tn wait for
Madame the Beast. Now, NJ three YOU
must come, with the pett. and be there
when she enter. | sail noting say.
1t will be what you call Il surprising.
She are i'll, unhappy in her mind. We
sail her. | am insured"
There was something theatrical in
this scheme, which did not commend il
To sober English sense; but Mary's rela-
tives were in too desperate plight to re-
ject any plan which gave a hope Of sue
cess. The little Doctors programme
was carried out in full and when Mary
E~lphinstonc, wan, feeble, and detected
entered DR.. Boulan's salon, that after
noon, it was to find herself in the pres
ence of those who loved her best-her
husband. her pale. anxious mother. and
the little child, whom she had not seen
for nearly two months. She started, on
seeing them, and looked wildly about, rs
if for cscaPe-a movement which cut
her husband to the heart.
"You are not afraid of us, dear?' he
said, in the gentlest of voices. Sure
ly, you know that we love you, and only
wish TO make you happy"
The sacred look died gradually ont Of
her eyes. She let him take her hand
and lead her to a chair. Her mother
approached, kissed her softly, and laid
the baby in her lap. The little thing
had been asleep; but just at that mo-
ment. moved by some heavenly inspira-
ton, it opened its eyes-large eyes of
clear. luminous blue, Mary's own-and
fixed them full on its mother. Then its
lips quivered into n smile. Mary gazed
at the little face, rs though she could
not be satisfied with looking. Tears
brimmed her eyes, and she burst into a
sudden passion of cries and sobs. Mrs.
Aske pressed forward. The Doctor held
her back.
"Let her cry" he whispered. "To
cry is good. Ii clears the brain. You
see she does not let 90 of Baby"
In fact, Mary clasped the child tight
ly and more tig htly still, during all her
paroxysm, kissing it at intervals, and
with instructive care shielding it from
being wet with her own ~fast-dropping
tears. As composure returned, her hus-
band knelt beside her, and, kissing the
baby and the hand which held it, said,
ienderly:
"You will come home to us now, love.
Viii YOU not? Baby has missed his
mother sorelv. He will be happier now
that he has her again"
She gave him a strange look, in which
hope and terror and perplexity seemed
to blend. and, after a short delay, dur
ing which all hearts stood still, whis-
pered. family: "Yes."
"Cest gagne!"' muttered DIR. BOulan,
half aloud.
She went home with them that night.
Mrs. Aske was for proceeding To Eng
land without delay; but, to her surprise.
her son-in-law preferred to wait. His
object vas 10 purchase Madame
Olympe's departure to some distant part
ofthe world; and, with DIR. B~oulan's help,
he at last effected it. The negotiation
was a long one; but, in the end, for the
sum of 5000 francs, the clairvoyant
agreed to remove to Algeria, and
enter into bonds never to return to
France. This effected, and Madame
the Beast" as the good little Doctor
persisted in naming her, fairly on ship
board, the Elphinstones returned o
Scotland, where they continue TO reside.
1t was many months before Mary ecoy-
cred entirely her mental poise and before
her friends could relax they apprehensive
watchfulneSs over her movements.
Fits of strange restlessness would
come over her, or of deep depression /;
and now and again would creep into
her eyes the strained and ~expectant
look of one who listens to distant call,
which nobody else can hear. They
were very patient and gentle with her
very tender. Gradually these symp-
toms wore away, and the birth
of her second boy, in the year
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