The Arkansaw traveler., 1882-10-01


 lightly:
 A soft heart is better than soft head You shall have the flowers
 He took double-handful of the ines blossoms. and picking up his card from beside his plate. bound them up tightly then saId
 Take them and sha, jelly wonder. and ,hiS half-bottie of wine. and If they art missed ,. refer your employers 10 me.
 Then he went out and forgo; all about the transaction over rubber oi whist
 <, he top O; .l house in the dreanest part If he big eIty the waiter n question ,,ood beside good-nNured eomely-leok- ing woman a; the foot oi | low nh.te bed. un re lovely but hasEard-iaaking wo- man lay. supported by pillows: her srea, dark eyes were gHnaluFsllg bright her hp, A ,ietd red her cheeks crimson as ,', oal fresh flowers she lad agains; them lovingly.
 |, MS very kind of ye3. Merton. ta remember me. The flowers make me feel happy. they stew IL TH> eWn sweet home. One k not atri.d oi the brown caf.h when one see, ihe beautiful treas are, t llttfsc, iii IL warm bosom. iAcr- hapo Aben an dead the flowers w,I taik ;r rlc and kao~ loxe them.
 \ irc>omc hacking cough interrupted Hci ip@ sofi speech, ,ha; had a sllahtly t9re!sn cent. fidse,ins with he fh1w- els, he not ed ;he stems were to5 tightly compressed. and tired ,o unaind the ,.rlns with her nervous hngers.
 Gut |. Merton see how cruelty r iiig,, brul,c the stems MkY did You ;e them sa tightly: -
 . did u1, tic them. madame he gen llenan who gave me leave to take them thd it.
 He mus, have been :. kini man. Mer- ;on.
 think he k, madame he has kind face This k his name. fancy.
 Madame hcid=e her hand isr the card and read
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 >he gave ory oi ,arpr>e. and dropped the card a> though | had sung her.
 You are ln pam. madame can do anything for yau = asked Nf>. Merton. No. thanks. h, au oid pam. l ,hink can slccf now"
 Then she pressed the 1T. - her lips. and placed Il n her bosom saving L. hwr,cIl o4ttlX
 Heaven III its infinite mcroz directed 'hl, ,andnesS' from his hands. and ieli .. 'ce.s as'h a sr71ic af dlvIne ErltI.u,le on hef >.,eet lace.
 "Iae dae,ot Saes na hape for iac, Nefian.= as.d nsa knem ! mus, dIe have .4 ttio; ie ask oi Nen lake that eAid# #.sad that faded pa>sion-:ioMcr. aid seek Inc gentleman who gavc them taz yoa. ,el. hlm Nsgnan k tylns 1T. w.shes :u >aY iattwci, to hum.
 Merton nodded and ici' her. 'no Wn5e ed ,o peak
 The .Isi. woman lay back and the pii- lows. hei lps moved as though he pJaYed.
 l: ~4s d bright b,eety rafaln. and ,iIc generous >tfn sent ';S cheering r..y> ria ,he ,ftk-reom a golden eai.ae that hung n A cage bN the a.,ll Window hnpped and ehifped. ,hcn bur>, ln,a lea tull song ,e glad Mas hc oi he >un- >hlnc
 Madame opened hei eyes and smiie,i
 Does the bIrd disturb yaa dearle = asked Mrs Merton. shall l take t iWaN
 No. no: my blId has long been my one solaoe Poor. pet, II k inviting me to Join i,s melody, bu; shall never sing agan on earth; my soul .s saving up it's songs for Paradise
 The sun sank down reluctantly. show ing his glory of gold and crimson long after his bonny face was hidden behind d bank of clouds Madame was looking brighter for long sleep, and listening ti b ! as they ncaIcd her.
 Now ssshc heard ,hcm hnger on the landing she ela>ped her hands above her heart. and sad n a clear. high tone
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 ltwas Ike the yearnins ory of one who tearcd to lose Il lonEed-ior. bU, aimos, dcspguied-oi. ble>>ll,s.
 The door was pushed back quickly and pr. Hol, entered aAd crossed ,o the bed. sinking do~a on has knees beside |. and s..eaily- holding h!s .aee-onh her feeble. tiuueung hands.
 Darling. knew you would come. oh. husband. husband can you forgive ne Ill the silence of these bitter. blasted ycars :"
 The mans broad shoulders heaved and the litile waNen hands beneath his face were cox cred with tears coming from hls bursting heart. Sull that wooing voice went on unanswered
 feltN. i wanted you ,o know tha, though l. like the wicked. wayward thing l was. tired of your stiff English ways and the dull routine you called duty. did no, tire of you. Oh. my love. my love, how l have longed for you, bu, knew how stern you could be.and feared tha, ice-oold woman. your mother would not le, YOU take me back. was mad with the mono,onv of my life. dear who had been brought up from babyhood Tn bright Bohemian gaiciy. So ran back 10 my old profession. and sang my heart sick on the Italian stage. Net not even iha, ice-woman you call your mother could have led purer life than l. Then my beautiful babe was bonn. oh. huS- band, you start. you tren hle there is some compassion lief, in YOU for our little child Aho blooms amid the blossoms oi ny southern haac. gaar3e,: hy ny poo; old mother. After my child came m,