The Dillon tribune. [volume] (Dillon, Mont.) 1881-1941, 1885-11-28

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sMand.n the husband whispered, in low,
reproachful voice, Il am grieved.
Ha felt q hand in his own Maud had
stolen up to him from behind. 49,.
..fIush j, she said. Cant you understand?'
Tho sweeping gown touched his fe"t, and
tho n,ff,a head of his child was close to his
own as the mysterious figure gllded oy. still
singing:
"Jesu. give the weary
| Calm and sweet respose;
With thy tender blessing
NAV mine eyelids close"
"Whv. Ma,,d!' whispered Neville, clasp
inc his wife's hand, II could have sworn it
was your very voice"
rs it not wonderful!' she whispered
hack. ''Baby believes she is in my arms,
and she is quite happy"
| In the darkness Neville felt his wife lean
inp her head on his shoulder, and pouring
out the mingled sorrow and thankfulness OF
her heart.
Meanwhile the dusky figure was seen
slowly moving up the wide stairs toward the
room where the child was to be laid. Low,
sweet the lullaby sounded:
"Grant to little children
| Visions bright of Thee,
| Guard the sailors tossing
| On the deep blue sea-"
but, Maud, !" the husband said, ''when she
leaves the child in the room, how much bet
ter shall we beg'
Dear, dear!' exclaimed his wife, but in
the lowest Of whispers, ''she is going to nurse
baby through the illness. The room is dark.
Baby will never know till she is we'll again!'
| Vonity had reached the door of the sick
room. They could now see her figure plainly,
and she turned round as if to give the mother
one last glimpse of her darling.
Through the long night watches
May thine angels spread
Their white wings above me,
Watching round my bed"
The song was over The dark threshold
was passed. And the brave actress was shut
in with her task and her danger.
CHAPTER VII.
MISS AND I TALK THINGS OVER.
Miss had changed since we first read the
story t'gether she was more of a young
woman now, And when she laid tho paper
down--for she was reader now, not her
yves met mine in searching sort Of way,
With just the daybreak Of smile ON her
face.
what do you say Of Vanity Hardware
now, doctorf'
Miss" said, Its early days yet-early
days in volume two, mean"
"But now, doctor"-young lady's eyes
quite sparkled-'what will be the end OF
Vanity! Will she marry this hand ono
yOllnr s0ldiarY,
Surely not, miss" said l. ''That could
never b."
"You think him too respectable, doctors"
why, miss" said !. ''you sec he is more
than respectable; he is genteel. No, miss"
repeated, having turned the matter over,
he couldn't marry her,"
but would sac marry himr'
why, of course sne would" answered.
adding immediately: And no blame to her.
The young woman has l4er prospects to con-
sider"
mot much consideration Of prospects in
what she has done just now"
"You see, miss l said. mo doubt the
young woman laid great stress on her vacc:-
nation. Not that l want to cry her down.
But she had been used to play-acting, where
tine things are done-and, you see-in fact,
miss" said, II don't believe in Miss Hard
ware And you will f1nd-mark my words
when her virtues have been to the wash and
come home again, most OF the color will be
gone out of them"
why. doctor, what cyn:c you arsv'
Nothing, miss, but an old man who has
been using two ears and two eyes a matter Of
nine and sixty years. Miss, believe me.
women at her time OF life never change for
the better. Gray goodness was once green
goodness. And well know that when you
nnish that story you will have to tell me
!nat this little snatch of goodness in Vanity
Hardware was-''
paused Searching my young lady's
She only id:
doctor!" ' =" - "-'<'''
Like the morning cloud, miss, and the |
early dew. Like the cracking Of tholns
under the pot. acknowledgements
and then, notl..ug!'
She did not contradict me. but with a |
grave face read on.
CHAPTER VIII.
MRS. HARDCAsrLE'S OPINIONS
The housemaid understood her bnsiness
"Gnout waiting for the word of command.
sue 'e' IN tue llgnt once more, aud the whole
par'y saw each other standing motionless
IKE the sleepe:s yet unawakened. The mys-
ferrous lnteriude of the chanting figure with
,ne dreamy child pacing across the dark
mall had petritie'l all. The majestic old fe.
male stood upon her flight Of steps: the hus-
oand held his wife's hand; the doctor stocu,