Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1883-09-01
A strange face! What face could Be
stranger than her own

A strange face! VIVA, face could Be
stranger than her own?
Tut, child" said the doctor, Il thought
you had 0 coarsge. Thsre is every
hope tor him Can, you bear joy A. you
have sorrow? | only want ,ha, te shall
see the face OF bis wife, the deare., 10 him
in the world"
de put down his hands TO her, bat still
she hid her face from his. Her whole frame
trembled. She wished at that moment, 30
unhappy seemed her fate, that she could
die there and then.
"Oh, doctor" said she. lifting her eyes to
bis, how can l tell you?how can | make
you know? | am DO, his w:feY
The doctor drew back coldly; but as Ter
farnk earnest eyes causht his own, he
could not tie, innocen. pleading there. She
might be a poor Magda.en even. Do; he had
never seen go childlike and yet wcmanly .
creature.
I'VE muost think Of nothing now but onr
patient he said, gently; your face is At
leas: familiar and desr to him"
Alas no. she said; " it is s,rsnge, al
mos, unknown. |, is. far better l should 60
away"
Then she told the doctor all. Aud As she
went Cd to confess how she had dsIe1 TO
shelter Il is poor neighbor Of hers, without
q rac( fc rovor b,~ -tborf W. -,&h
out friendt; sick unto death. helpless and
alone-how she had dared at any risk to
shelter him and to nurse him back to life
the good surgeons ey es blinbed under his
shaggy brows. He put his heavy land in
benediction upon her bowed heAd. =
Thou god little Samaritan / he bald.
And two big hollow. handsome eyes
upon the white bed in the corner also filed
with tears. He was 50 weak, this poor
young Bake, th t lie could scarcely help
soobing outright a. so touching q story.
"Wby-why." he f~altered to himself, I'm
little Miss Turpin's room! Othou merci-
full Heaven in little Miss Turpin's bed!
J With the CHEEKY title FIRE in the CRATE to
foil y~onderbiting blast, with all the little
{ knick-knacks and furbelows about-the lit.
tie pictures on the wall, her bird cage at the
window, q neat little medicine stand, with
lots ,fepoons in various docs, each spoon
with little Miss Turpin's name; and to her
then under heaven, | owe my life, Alb,
NAV Co1 lo - roo md oo,o o1,o A.
sert little. Miss Turpin. CT let little Miss
Turpin desert me-
And now said the sweet, sad voice of
Miss Turpin, take me to bis bedside. l
am foolishlp weak, l can scarcely see. Let
me look upon him just once more before l
go. You will take care Of him now, doctor,
won't you? But let me say goodbye"
The doctor, undecidely, scarcely know.
inv what to say or do, halt carried her to
bis bed.
Good bye, goodbye she SAID, bending
5 over him, her war1 tears falling on his pale
: sunken face, her hot. trembling hand:
$ clasping themselves together.
But suddenly two other hot, trembling
: hands seize hers 10 a feeble grasp-the hol,
l low, sunken eyes OF the student fas.en them
(; selves upon Miss Turpin's face with a very
s hungry tenderness.
oh, no." he said, you connot 60 from
here, not for the world; you see the gooc
doctor has said it will not do to have 6
strange face at my bedside. Yours is the
/ dearest to me in the word. | love you
> Miss Turpin. 1t perhaps a sa / fate | ofeI
r you; bu:, oh be still more generously my
wife. l have loved you 50 long,"
. He didn't say how long; he vas TOO veal
to talk. He din't tell her that perhaps hi.
t loved dated only q iit:le half hour back
when he listened to that -ndercusly touch
] ing story of hers.
r What nattered it? Canno, love be q.
strong as lite and deep as the sea, howeve,
t aud whenever it is born? Good Dr.. Haver
shaw took care Of their future. L, beaar
in a neat, two story brick house, with a biz
> brass sign upon the door. 10 which the
worthy surgeon drew his attention enough
) to set thebot to boiling.
j, And. nov in her stylish ~brougham, With g
liveried lackey at her command, with he,
rustling silks and dainty laces, With be,
widest fancies more than realized, WAC
could End faul, with the fate Of little. Miss
Turpin?
Mozart.
A elovenly, commonplace wife, low. dis
orderly connections, and reckless habits