Beverly banner. [volume] (Beverly, N.J.) 1877-1964, 1884-07-12

All this the young wife saw al q
glance, and, before she could ask the
question, the doctor said reassuringly
"Your husband is not dead. He is
unconscious from severe mental
shock. We will place him upon bed
if you please" SC
Edith became strong and resolute ia
a moment. In silence she obeyed the
good doctors directions and in a short
time was rewarded by indications OF
returning sensibility on the part Of
Dick.
But the young man did not fully
regain consciousness. He soon sank
into restless slumber, in which ht
murmured incoherently.
81 fear that it will come to a brair
fever before he is better, but you mus
not be unnecessarily alarmed" the
doctor said in response to Edith's
anxious inquiries.
"You said he had mental shock,
she returned, gazing searchingly into
his face.
"Mr. Bradbury will tell you about
it. He is in your sitting-room at this
moment waiting for you. Go to him
and | will stay with your husband
until you return"
Dave Bradbury was dark, grave
looking man. AS Edith entered he
was pacing the floor with quick, ner-
vous strides.
"Tell me-all p she cried as he
paused before her and bent a plying
gaze upon her sweet, anxious face. Z
at was mostly my fault" he began,
his voice shaking.
"Do not keep me in suspense. Mr..
Bradbury. I can bear the facts
easier"
81 only wish to lift part of the
blame from Dick. You see he bought
shares in the Bungley mine. He
hoped to surprise you with a little
fortune one of these days. In con-
sideration of your objection to the
move / counseled him to do so without
your knowledge. We thought you
would forgive him when he showed
you his gains"
"And his hopes and yours were not
realized ?" she bravely asked.
"The Bungley is a fraud-a financial
bubble. We shall never see dollal
of cur investment"
GLOW much did he lose2 All thai
he had in bank, | supposeY"
Eyes, and more. !"
"More p
"He raised money on your cottage
home, and it is all gone"
"Poor, poor Dick p
Dave Bradbury started at the little
woman before him in mute amaze
ment. He had expected her to swoon,
or at least to yield to a fit of hysterical
weeping. Instead, she only uttered
those low, tremulous words of sympathy
for the one who had disregarded her
advice and brought them to poverty's
door.
"Dick Stanhope is rich in spite of
his misfortune-rich in the possession
of such brave little wife," Dave ex-
claimed, with impulsive warmth. But
Edith turned away, scarcely hearing
the earnestly spoken praise.
Stanhope's illness was severe, but he
convalesced earlier than the doctor
had anticipated. When he at first
fully regained consciousness the MEM
DRY of his great misfortune returned to
him. But Edith would not permit
him to speak of it. 4S.t
Don't let it worry you, dear she
had said, SO cheerfully that great
burden was lifted from his mind.
"The loss of a little money is moth
ing, Dick. If you only get well and
strong again we shall be just as happy
in the struggle to repair our fortune as
we have been in its possession. So
concentrate all your thoughts upon
growing strong" s,r d
And in his weakness he let her will
control his own. f a asii.6
He grew strong, and with, strength
came ambition and energy. In due
time he returned to his desk, and be
gan drawing the salary from which, by
economy, they we're able to save in
slow but sure way.
OF course it took several years to
regain what had been lost. But with
the new "nest egg" Dick gained price
less experience, and never again did
he fail to heed the intuitions of her
who had proven herself so strong, true
and brave. M