The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1885-08-14

iat Oh our lNutlu-s DfiVt1 hN hAN tthio
even 10 telegraph home, he fell down
in the streets in a sort Of ~. They
carried him 10 n dreadful hospital.
where followed and begged to be al
lowed 70 nurse him; but when they
asked il | were his wife. and told
them No. they refused 10 believe or
even listen to my story. threatening 70
give me in charge rs vagrant u
came agan. There was one doctor
who looked kind. and waited for him
outside. begging him 10 tell me II there
was any hope. He said he was afraid
not. II my story were true. and
the patients friends could be
found. he thought. perhaps. BY the
greatest care and attention. such as 1t
was impossible for him to receive in the
hospital where he was, which was only
a kind Of pauper institution for foreign
seam en-, he might possibly recover he
said he would write Mr.. Wagners
friends II gave him the address. but
when told him did not know where
they lived except that il was somewhere
in London, he shrugged his shoulders
ard went away. Then ] determined in
my mind. that. God helping me. the
man who had laid down his life for me,
rs il were, should Il die without an ef-
fort on my part TO save him. ! had
friends in London. IL could on'y ct
there, who would help me to lind his
mother had enough money TO pur-
chase q ticket for hall the journey
rest would endcayor 10 walk When
you found me, madam. la had no
food for three days. and had been walk
ing five days and nights. very nearly
without resting.r \.
"And your preseryer, Mr.. Wagner"
l said. tell me j. he still living?'
"Yes, madam. thank God. he is bet
ter. but still very weak and feeb Q.
Directly could sreak told your kind
mother (i7ho had been telegraphed for
when YOU rel ill) my story. and prayed
her for the love Of Heaven to help me 10
find his relatives. She wrote immedi-
aiely to her brother in London. telling
him the whole case and beg
rinr him to make every cf-
fort to lind Mr.. Wagner's family,
which he did, without difficulty. be-
licve. His mother and sister went down
to Liverpool instantly. They were only
Just in time. the poor fellow was almost
gone. However, everything that could
b. done. was done. One of the tirs
physicians in London was photographed
for. and BY the greatest care and dcvo
ton his life was saved. He is still weal
and feeble. but much be ter, strons
enough indeed 10 lie moved from tina
horrible hospital.
Thank God,'' I said. the tears com
inc into nv ewes How should lik'
to see him, and tell him what | thinl
Of him. lie must be just such one a
my Harry
Yes. madam. think he must
answered the woman; shall describ
Mr.. Wagner 20 you2'
/ nodded. for my heart was full OF m
husband and could not trust myself I
speak.
HE is tall. but so broadshouldere'
7 that YOU do not notice his height has
ruddy complexion. much bron ed an
sunburnt; dark hazel eyes that have
clear honest look about them; and
I voice that has such ring Of genuin
manl;ness and truth that 1t goes HON
TO your heart like 4 ray Of bright. fires
sunlight. hair
why, YOU are describing nv Han
~" interrupted her with a sob; III
T was just such one as you say. an
inst such another heart. brave and nc
: BILE Oh. my husband my lost hus
: band! God give him back to me! Civ
him back to me-
. There was Il silence of some seconds
broken only BY my sobhing. and the
2 the woman said. in a forced. unnatura
voice: ..Yes. madam. j: is very strange
Mr.. Wagner must have been great
! like your husband ' aud then sh
broke out in 4 wild hy>terical kird Q
7 laugh: Can not you guess? can nc
you gucss?'
thought she was mad My brai
, was 50 confused / could neither thin
: nor consider.
, Guess whatP" sad What 4
you mean?'
I'VE dared not tell you at once,
. She replied. We were AFRAID Of tn
9 shock. thought you would have su'
, pected the truth long ago can not yo
: see Il? The ship ! went out in was tn
r Osprey. was not going TO Australi;
. hut Brazil Ny noble deliverer was n
: German. but an Enghshman your hui
: band here he is--he is coming
4 As she spoke ! heard footstep Q
!. the stairs; il was slow and feeble. but
9 knew IT, I knew II! il was hen
!. husband my Harrv--come back frol
4 the grave. The door opened. spran
q up in bed with great yearning cry
= love and Joy. and. in ano:her momen
i we two were locked in each others arm
y together at last Beigrduia.