West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1886-04-02

hand for the invalid upstairs. 81 can
not make it out Just 90. was BEGIN
ming 60 be- reconcilcd 10 all this loncl.
ness, I'm the fact that We had come bao I
To the old homo, there comes thi. n.y.
tul visitation, this dark, black cloud ON
my life, but which some of those mis-.
crablc lawyer, invented for their own
ease and satisfaction oh. John. joint
who will rid me Of my mothers lcga-
cv?'
Maria Tcmpleton burst into "A Hood
Of tear, as she threw herself into her
husband arms and >obbcd her soul
ont with tears which were hotter, and
scaldcd more effectively. than the
scaldrd milk IN her hands
There. there, my darlngl dO your
daily duty. replied her husband. Re.
member that old motto which was ON
the fire place OF the Luttcrworh rcctorv
of John Wyclitlc; 'Du thcncNt thyngo.'
DO your duty and bee brave about it,
and blessing Wall come TO you yet ont
of your mothers legacy"
Maria ran up stairs with the scaldcd
milk, and found that Aunt Amelia was
rapidly developing spell upon her.
n
ing upon her system. She missed her
spine bag 4 heavy cold had fixed
itself upon hcr digestive ORGANS and
started up the innumcrahle layers of
malaria which had settled down upon
her liver. nerves and spleen. For
weeks Maria watched her legacy.
Weeks grew into months. and months
grew INTO the second wear Aunt
ItuI N, Il.
and vet She had too much vitality to
die. TO get a little rest, Mr.. Temple
ton took his wifFto Atlantic CITY one
March, and the brave and honest little
woman soon rallied.
II want 20 70 back again. John.
she said, after the second week ut the
shore 81 am stronger now. | am
rested. | miss my work and care for
poor Aunt Amelia. and ! want to get
back to her again, for her sake. and
Tor my mother sake, and for my own
sake
Mr.. Tcmplrtou was silent for few
moments, and then said: "Pinkic. my
dear, have Just received a telegram
from Sister Eliza the Charity sister
whom YOU lett in charge of the house
while We were away. Aunt Amelia
died last night
After the poor Snarlcd and twisted
remains of Aunt Amelia had been laid
by the side of her lifelong friend and
care-takcr, Maria mother. H. Maria
Tcmplcton rode back from the grave
in the closed carriage. she nestled i'm
her husbands arms and said. i'm a sup
pressed tone: John. | think now |
know what my mother meant by the
legacy of Aunt Amelia. did not m-
dcrStand it then, but | think do now.
But who suggested the idea to moth
err"
John was quiet for few moments,
and then replied: well to tell tho
truth. Pinkie dear, the advice came
from that doctor whom YOU never met
at Los Angeles. mean the one DR..
Mcpherson, of Edinburgh, sent YOU To
see.
Maria started. and then added: "Whv.
how did she know any thing aboutmc3"
We'll. TO be strictly honest" replied
her husband, 'that j, the singular part
of it all You see, DR. Mcpherson saw
that what YOU wanted was to have
some mission m life, and To stop think
ing about your own ailments SO
when | told him about my cousin
Rebecca. who lived at Los Angeles.
and who had been cured of being an
invalid by taking care of the five bows
of her widowed sister who died five
or six years ago, he said the best thing
To do was Ia take YOU to see woman
who had been cured of all her troubles
10y having a mission i'm life. told
your mother all about it Il month be-
fore We started. and she got DIR. Me
Pherson prescription put into her
will.
But it don't make any difference
now, added John Tcmplcton, rs he
printed a kiss upon hi, wife'S forehead.
Il know my wife has learned great
lesson i'm life, and will never be without
"a mission after this
Il, that the history of my mother $
lcgacy?' asked Maria, with a bcwil-
dered air, is she looked up into her
husband face
That all there i, to it at present '
said John; and then he added. with n
curious look. only Maria. its like the
serial stories in the magazines its to
be- continued, you know" PhUip Nc
GrCyOr, IN christian Union.