Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1883-08-30

sb!e. And if it's nurse you have
brought her I'll be glad intirely, for wild
the worry I'm all but wore out tho
day"
1.-THE best of nurses, Mrs. Mooney.
Mrs. Powers daughter
Sure, it's rejiced am for the leddy's
sake' responded Mrs. Mooney, and
Gordon explained as he led the way up
another flight.
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 I
knew 1 could rely upon. Here is the
place. will come to see you in the
morning.
He turned the key in the door, onened
it, and with goodnight, was gore.
The room in which Dana found her
self was cheerful with the ruddy 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, .he
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.
us it you; Mrs. Mooney?" the weak
voice asked. Il shall not want any
thing more tonight
Dana moved forward.
lit IS /. mamma" she said, and knelt,.
down by the bedside.
Mrs. Oliphant gave a great start,
h,lf
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 yo,l
worse, and | have come to nurse YOU
well. Don't try to talk now; there Will
be time enough for that tomorrow Oh,
[ am sorry, sorry,to find you like this. y
Mrs. Ollphant lay breathless, trenl-.
forced the words painfully
"Dana-you knSw-and yet you
don't seem to blame me?"
Il know everything, mammal ten.
derby kissing her, "and | have never
blamed you. You were always the
kindest and best of mothers to me. 1
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 tie lids.
She was very weak. and she had dread
ed this moment unutterably -dreaded
while she longed for it. She looked up
again presently.
81 have so much to say, so much l
must tell. and | have been afraid that
YOU would come too late. Not tonight,
though. You have come Journey,
have you not, and are tiredo Lie down
on the lounge where can see you while
you sleep. r
Dana would have demurred; she felt
that she should be the watcher; but her
mother would have it SO, and she yield
ed. She lay down upon the low lounge
without undressing. She was tirel,
and sooner than she had thought WAS
fast asleep.
1t was broad day when she awoke.
and the first sight to meet her was her
mothers wistful gaze. She was up in
moment, repentant for having slum-
bered so long.
They had little breakfast served by
the invalid's bedside; just yet the moth
er could not let the daughter out of her
sight. Later, when the room was
tidied and the invalid bolstered UP
among her pillows, she went over thar;
miserable story of the far past, some
part of which Dana already knew.
ITO BE CONTINUED