The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1880-04-08

Husband and wife fastened to inspect
the profered sketch. They saw an up
rooted plant caught on stone parapet,
the blossom still tinged with rose even
in death. Above slanted . shower Of
golden sunbeams, and on this luminous
pathway were inscribed the words,
Tam the Resurrection,
And the Life. ~ :
"Surely you have never done any
work like this. dear, said sister Anne,
kissing the artist affectionately. "I
know you consider me no Judge Of art,
but it reminds me Of the studies you
used to make when Q girl at home. Do
you remember gathering the leaves and
wild flowers in the hedges, and paint
ing them just as you held them in your
left hand?' 80
II burned all that rubbish when I be-
gan life seriously" replied Agnes, with
a curling lip. ;"Flower-Painting is all
very wei for school girl"
Humphrey continued to study the de-
sign attentively. 81 suppose the up
rooted plant signifies the human body
after death, and the sunshine Christ in
resurrection. The flower will bloom
again." he said, slowly.
"Yes," replied Agnes. Then she
added. in q musing tone, unmindful
that her companions would not UNDER
stand her words: '.It is the sole COM
memoration of the poor plant cast out
in the cold. Nobody else missed it!
The conservatory is so full"
You will win the prize" affirmed
sister Anne the nracfical
If do, shall buy baby q new cap
and muff," said Agnes, merrily.
A month later the little clerk brought
home letter. al was tempted to open
it, because it bears the stamp of Lang
and Co.," he exclaimed.
Agnes took the missive, her fingers
trembled, and the color rushed to her
cheeks. Accepted" she said, after
pause.
1--WE were sure of it," responded sis
ter Anne and Humphrey in unison.
.Have you seen the favorite Easter
card of the season, ladies?' inquired
the clerk of fashionable store.
With these words he displayed the
design of Agnes Clement to bevy of
young ladies.
How pretty!'' exclaimed one.
"The most charming means of atom
ing for the delinquencies of the past
year in letter-writing," said another.
II will send one to May and Harry,
girls" added third. They must not
consider themselves forgotten, so far
away, and the Easter card will remind
them
"Of spring bonnets trimmed with
violets and roses" interrupted the first
speaker, laughing. "The Punishment
must be poky enough, even if they are
still bride and bridegroom. 1 do not
believe Harry's lungs were really af-
fected after cold: his parents are SO
fussy, you know, because he is an only
child"
On Easter-eve the snow of late and
severe winter still fingered about lit
tie town of the far West, noted for the
purity of dry atmosphere.
The young wife, May Hartwell, put
aside the book she had been reading
aloud. for her listener had fallen asleep.
Her fair face was unclonded by anxiety
or trouble. She smiled as she looked
at her husband. She had developed the
qualities of good wife and nurse, thus
tested by experience, although her pa
tient gave her little trouble, except to
amuse him. Suffering had not married
him; no painful cough racked his
frame. He was fatigued, istless, and
preferred the sofa, where he rested
willie making plans for the future.
Now he slept, with the light touching
his graceful head, the rich Persian col
ors of his dressing gown, and the gray
fur OF the rug spread over him. Ger
tainly he was trifle delicate, and it
was wise to cure symptoms of illness in
time. Had she not added her solicita-
tions to those of his family by hasten
ing her marriage in order to take care
of him?
She left her seat and went out noise
lessly. 1t was the hour when letters
were distributed in the hotel. At the
stairway she paused, and looked down
into the lower hall. Half an hour
earlier the doctor-a cheerful presence
in the lives of the two young strangers
had called, bringing with him a
friend, quite by accident, as he hap
pened to be in town. This friend, an
older physician, had conversed chiefly
with May, and about the East. She
now perceived the latter standing be-
side the great stove in the hall, warm
ing his hands, and while she hesitated
about descending the staircase in con-
sequence, he was joined by the other
physician. The illness of the landlady's
baby explained their detention in the
house. 80 -sas A%s@ ,G...sz..
Well. what do you think of the young
man above stairs?" inquired the resi-
dent doctor, in a low tone.
"Quick consumption, as you say.
He may last a fortni ght, and he may be
gone tomorrow" was the grave re-
Spouse. Es
May drew back shocked and grieved,
and returned to her rooms. Who was
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