Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1885-11-13

When DIR. Adams left the house
Harvey followed him to the door,
an awful fenr tussing at his heart.
The old physician had been his
friend from boyhood, and now that
his only child was so i'll be longed to
hear one word of hope from his lips
Doctor, what do you think Of
Lola 2"
She is very sick child"
But she will get we'll? She
must not die for l cannot let her
GO
The doctor was silent.
Speak! tell me the worst"
Harvey, l am sorry for you, but
| see no chance of your childs re-
covery. She is very frail, and you
should have procured medical aid
when she was flrst taken i'll.
Harvey caught the door knob and
groaued aloud in his anguish.
look here!' said Dr.. Adams
suddenly, placing his hand on the
young mans shoulder.
Even if your girl does not live
you will not want your wife to die"
Why certainly not. What do
you mean?"
"If there is not q change soon,
the gave will receive her in less
than one year."
VIII you please expiain?' and
Harvey drew Lway with slightly
hei ,htened color.
She has worked far beyo nd her
strength, and there is nothing to
satisfy her taste for beauty; she had
an elegant home before her mar
riage, and here she has had only the
bare necessaries of life. 1 tell you
she is dying slowly, and you can
prevent it if you choose"
Harvey was silent for q moment,
but at length he said:
know you speak as friend,
and I can see that I have erred.
But it is indeed bitter lesson. Oh!
my little Lola"
With proper attention and care
your child would not have died now,
still size could not have lived very
long. Remember that you will meet
her in better world, if you live pre-
pared for the summons which must
come" and the good, old doctor
rang the sorrowing mans hand.
Twenty-four hours later the frail,
lovely child passed away. and dur
ing that sad time DR.. Adams proved
himself true friend. The home of
Olives parents was in a distant
town, and they only arrived in time
for the funeral.
The day OF the funeral Harvey
called Olive to his side and gently
inquired: "My dear, how would
you like to 60 home with your par.
ents, on a visit"
cob! Harvey, if 1 only could ;
but how could you get along %
II think I can manage awhile.
We have been married five years.
and you have only been home once"
81 wish I could go, but that is
impossible. You will be very lonely"
"Yes, but I do not wish to be sell
fish,"
So Olive went to visit her girl.
hoods home once more. What O
quiet, pleasant visit it was! Slowly
the roses came back to her cheeks,
slowly she regained her strength; !;
she saw many of her old friends,
made pleasant calls, wrote long let
ters to her husband, and time passed
swiftly. Twelve weeks after she
left her home Harvey came for her
to return. She did not shrink from
the old life, for she was fully rested,
and felt that she could go back to
her duties without murmur.
1t was Saturday night when they
arrived at home. The full moon
had risen and the landscape was
bathed in mellow light. Olive could
hardly believe her eyes as the car
riage turned up from the highway
she looked at her husband and saw
he was enjoying the surprise he had
planned. The house had been thor.
oughIy remodeled, a piazza and bay
windows added, and was painted o
delicate straw color. Olive tried 10
speak, but for a moment the words
would not come; at length she asked
Harvey, am I dreaming p
Il think not. my love-" and there
was a suspicious tremble in the
CHEEKY tones.
"Olive," 1 can only ask you to
forgive me; l have been worse than
brute. but with Gods help 1 mean
to be a better man."
Olive could not speak, the tears
were flowing silently; Harvey led
her into the lighted parlor. A costly
carpet covered the floor, elegant pic
lures adorned the walls, aud there
was q handsome piano. She sank