The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1882-12-28

ax,er;ance for Mr.. van More. he ADJ
ded II all ND against his son. Ana tne'
self1shness of the modern traveler olu
MT tend tn increase his appreciation OF
his kind. His kind? Notthe least OLE ms
kindl Mr.. Van More was more than ever
persuaded that he was superior iuteee[r
of the Matchmaking, perhaps, one Ok
those points of progress from when one 1aNs
development steps to higher. az las'
he stood IN the presence Vi Ills u""fA
in-laW. oil
A shapeless LITTLE greasy, JeWess, set"
ing old clothes-or a stately young gou-
1ezs assuming human smile! one
conyu,si7e sensation thrilled across h1h
If n,ide in the Nore's taste at least sour
jng instantly to anger to think that taste
was ali, And then he opened the SUD-
ect. e,.,
HNo. father-in.law," said Hero firmly
dispite his winc!ng, and alter the 1asn ia
Of speech in use among her Peope.
mo, father-in-law; We do not want
your money. Nor will We s1rrender our
name; it is our name ny an rlgn' < anu
law that is yours. And, az lot your
grandson. We have no power to 1or.
swear his birthright for our mess Oh
| pottage."
It was will DIS strong bis own tlat op'
posed him. Storming was OF no pse
Eere, He left the house ithOut another
ward and left Hero dancing her crow
inc l,ov in the broad TRANSPORTING sun
beam, looking up proudly at her hus,
band vet fondly. to see if really she ana
the boy compensated to him TOT a'l lie
had lost
An hour afterward Mr.. Van More was
brou yht back to his son on q etfetcnel:
two trains had collided, and ne was
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terv had been severed, and before u
nhysician could reach hi q he was bleed
t Inc i to death. When at length, the how
vas s,aunched, and he lay fainting an.t
sinking away, 1T is almost hopeless,
said the surgeon: ihe1e Il lille o'oo''
left in his body" h.,
changed the current of Nore's 1rate 1eei,
ing. IF could but give him mine:
! lie cried. .,.,
1T would do him small good" said the
| doctor, looking at the pale and splno~
| ling fellow with al anatomlsts con-
| tempt; and from him the glance travele't
to Hero, standing nesr in her abundan'
life with the dancing boy in her arms lI
| still followed by the sunbeam. Her.
| read the glance in a moment. and hai
yiven the child to her husband.
arm that Hebe, carrying life and nectar
| to the gods. might have lifted. s,
"Do YOU know VII at it means for y0a:
| said the doctor. "And for your child.
perhaps? Loss Of strength, it may lie OF
| health"
II know it is my husbands father.
my child's grand parent, she said Slowly.
| 1T my blood can save him, 1t is right
| that he shall have it." And when she
|
| fit, save her fatigue and languer, she did
| not know that she felt much the worse,
and her father-in-law was smiling at her
with luster in the eyes that she 20 lately
saw nearly set in death.
| Strange and awful moment to hero;
! She had given lie to this man. She had
gone behind the Yell of death and dark
| ness, and worked with the forces .:
| creation There was u bond between
her and him such as there could be be-
tween no other people i'll the world
! For half a faintinP heartbeat she
thought she had made him; for half as
| long again be thought she had. Sbe
| felt her heart irradiate with tender
| war1uth toward her husbands father
She fell on her knees beside him and
kissed his hand ooh. my father, she
said, ''you must forgive US, for we love
you!'
As for Mr.. Nan More, l never saw
anybody happier than he was, some
! weeks afterwards, on his way home
With his party His son accompanied
him, with nurse of q superb rosy baby
folded in white t1eecy woods, and a lady
stately as any princess ought to be, bit
seldom is with he, black bear-skin robes
above her. ''She is very teachable,' =,
thought Mr.. Van More, "A month OF
our life vii give her all the savoir faire
she needs. Her tact is inestimab!e;'..
And then he wondered if she could
hold her own with Joce]yne. my
grandson, the future Van Nore," be
said to every acquaintance he came
across, and they all seemed to be travel
ing on various portions Of that trip
Hero, my dear. Ny daughter-in-;aw,
Mrs Van More. Ny daughter.in-law.
\ great addition to our circle, | assure
YOU An old family, an old family; We
we are not exactly, so to say, reiated
hut we-we-we have some of the same
blood in our veins!"-Harriet Prescott
Speford.