The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1883-08-25
Tears had gathered in Dana's ewes

and were rolling down her cheeks.
"She need not have feared hardness
or GOODNESS from YOU" said Gordon,
softly. Il felt sure of it, but she has
feared that you could not forgive her
for having wrecked your life. The
papers told nor everything, and she
would have them; everything up to
your leaving. She had not thought you
would do that"
1t was the best thing could do"
Dana replied, constrainedly. They
were walking side by side on the road
To- the village, but she paused as they
neared it.
"Will you go on to the station and
wait for me there? l shall have to get
leave of absence. / AM Miss French
here and 1 teach the village school.
Fortunately, this is Friday. and they
can find some one to replace me for
next week"
A great compassion shone dow upon
her from Gordon Marquis blue eyes.
My poor little girl! What change,
what Il changer'
The train which left Riverton at six
bore them both with it. 1t was late
when they reached the city, but taking
cab, they drove at once to Fulton fer
ny, and crossed to Brooklyn. i
&c She will not be expecting us, to-
night" Mr.. Marquis said, /" but it is
better that you should go directly to
! her. 1t is not far" u $3.50
Ten minutes afterward the cab
stopped before tall building, where
the lights still burned. He assisted her
, to alight, and led herin through a long
! dim hall, up flight of stairs, and
through narrow corridor, to door
where he paused and knocked. 1t was
opened almost Immediately by hearty
looking woman, who had bristle of
curl-papers surrounding her head like a
halo, and who -relapscd into broad
smile at the sight of her visitor. 30
"The kay Is it, Misther Gordon? Here
| it is sure. | was after looking at her
the matter of quarther of an hour ago,
and she was resting nice and comfort
able. And if it's a nurse you have
| brought her I'll be glad intirely, for wild
the worry I'm all but wore out the
day"
1.-THE best of nurses, Mrs. Mooney.
Mrs. Powers daughter"
| Sure, it rejiced am for the leddy's
>. ",
Gordon explained as he led the way up
another flight. l..--...... 80
"Mrs. Mooney had charge of my
chambers once, but she has risen in the
world since that, inherited legacy, and
become the keeper of clearinghouse.
She is a good, faithful creature whom l
knew could rely upon. Here is the
place. will come to see you in the
morning."
He turned the key in the door, opened
it, and with goodnight, was gone.
The room in which Dana found her.
self was cheerful with the rudy glow
from a stove, whose glowing Goals could
be seen through the framed door of
isinglass, APPOINT of gas burned beyond,
and stepping lightly to the threshold,
she could see the low, white bed, the
frail and shadowy form which lay there
among the pillows. The invalid seemed
to be sleeping, but the next moment her
eyes opened and turned toward the
shape dimly seen in the doorway.
''Is it you, Mrs. Mooneyp" the weak
voice asked. Il shall not want any
thing more tonight"
| Dana moved forward.
at is i, mamma, she said, and knelt
down by the bedside.
Mrs. Oliphant gave great start,
half-raised herself TO a sitting posture,
and then fell back, violently trembling
Dana! Oh, my darling! My child,
my childr'
Dana took her hands. 'Be quiet,
mamma. "You must not agitate your
self like this. 1t will only make you
worse, and have come to nurse you
well. Don't try to talk now; there will
be time enough for that tomorrow. Oh,
l am sorry, sorry, to find you like this. :"
Mrs. Oliphant lay breathless, trem-
bling, scarcely able to pant, but she
forced the words painfully
'Dana-you know-and yet you
don't seem to blame mep"
Il know everything, mamma" ten
derby kissing her, sand | have never
blamed you. You were always the
kindest and best of mothers to me. /
would be most ungrateful if had any
thing but love for you, my mother"
There was sobbing cry from Rose,
whether of pain or thanksgiving it
would be hard to tell. Then she lay
quite still, with eyes closed, but tears
forced themselves from beneath the lids.
She was very weak, and she had dread
ed this moment unutterably-d
while she longed for it. She looked up
again presently.
81 have so much to say, so much ]
must tell, and l have been afraid that
you would come too late. Not tonight,
though. You have come a journey,
have you not, and are tiredp Lie down