New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1883-04-25
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els there no hope, doctor?''
"Alas! no, madam
Mrs. Kellie turned away with a sharp
cry. How could she bear to see he1
darling child drift away from her into
that land from whence there is no re.
turning.
When the doctor had gone, she sank
feebly on her knees, and moaned pite-
ously.
A voice, faint and broken, came
through the half-opened door.
Mamma, mamma! Where are you?"
Mrs. Kellie started She must not
leave that cry unanswered, so breathing
a prayer to Heaven, she rose calm and
resigned, and presently was by the bed
side Of little Eva.
mamma dear, where is May?''
''She has not come home yet, dear.
est; she won't be long. Do you want
her?''
Eva looked up with sweet smile.
eyes; want-to say-good-bye to
her.
Mrs. Kellic strove to check the sobs
that rose in her throat-to still the trem.
distress her child
Eva lay quiet for few moments
Presently she raised the hand of he,
mother to her lips.
'You will say-good-bye-to papa
for me. do not think l shall see him
again-until we all meet above"
Mrs. Kellie hid her face on the pill.
low, tears streaming down her cheeks.
''Do not cry--mamma-I shall be
happy there. will wait for you and
papa. May, oh, May!-''
Hrr voice died lway. in sobblng
wall. For the first time a panied ex
preston fitted over her face, brought,
there by the thought of being parted
from one who had never been separated
from her for q day-her dcarly-lovcc
sister.
As if in answer to that mournful cry
the door opened and q little figure came
hastily into the room, and crossing over
to the bed, bent with 4 loving smile ov
er the sick child.
Eva darling, are you better? See, ]
have brought some of those white roses
you like SO much,'' she said, placing {.
few fragrant buds in her hand
Eva's face lighted up with pleased de
light.
s'Thank you so much, May. Though
you were never coming, dear. / wa.
afraid should have to go without see
ing you again.
without seeing me! Why where ar.
you going?" May asked in surprise.
Il think feel-the angels will soo1
cOme-tO fetch me-hOme ;,
May threw herself wildly on the BET
beside her sister, and her arms CLOSED
tightly around her neck.
''Hush! Eva darling Don't talk like
that. You are not going to leave ne
you sha'n't!' she cried, her voice quiv-
ering with suppressed emotion. II can't
live without you'll can't!''
Mays passionate despairing words
reused Mrs. Kellie from her absorbing
grief.
Very gently she talked to May, show
ing her how wrong it was to excite her
sister.
May listened quietly; she was slowly
awakening to the knowledge that her
twin sister had spoken the truth, and
was dying.
She wept long and bitterly; the out
pouring of wounded heart in it's very
hopelessness, expressing more of the
suffering she was enduring than the
most passionate lamentations would
have done.
The dim grey twilight came stealing
softly into the room, throwing sha-
dowy veil over the two little girls on
the bed, and the silent figure beside
them.
May, her grief forgotten for a time,
was sleeping calmly, the teardrops still
glistening on her cheeks, and her hand
locked in Eva's who was lying with
closed eyes, look of peaceful tranquil
ity on her face.
s'Mamma.
Mrs. Kellie started; she had thought
her child slept.
Mamma DEAR Apang shot through
the mothers heart, as she heard those
words so feebly spoken; the voice so
low and weak, fell on her ears like a
death-knell..
II think-the angels are-con,ing 10
take me-home."
mo, no, my darling; not yet.
II think so-mamma. Will you lift
me up-I want to kiss-May.
Mrs. Kcllie did as she desired. Very
tenderly did Eva press her lips to her
sisters sleeping face; how little did May
think that while she slept, the one dear
or than life was fast leaving this world
for heaven.
Presently Mrs. Kellie felt the arms
entwined around her neck unclasp and
fall inertly down, and the head droop
heavily on her shoulder.
She gently laid the little lifeless form
on the pillows, crossed the waxen hands
upon her breast, and, pressing one long
kiss on the cold lips, lifted May from
the side of her dead sister, carried her
into her own room, and slowly descend
ed the stairs to meet her husband, who
had just entered the house, to tell him
that the Angels Of Death, during his alb
sence, had entered and left his home
more desolate by one little life.
He bowed his head on his hands and
the deep groan that broke from his
white lips showed how dearly he had
loved his little daughter.
..And May?" he asked presently in
strained husky voice. &
''She is asleep. She does not know
yet, " she answered, look Of uneasiness
crossing her face.
Poor May, poor little darling. How