The Grenada gazette., 1888-01-07

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Meanwhile the HUSBAND had watches
her as she tripped away. with smil
and loving thoughts. and, as she dis
appeared from his sight, he humme,
familiar tune, and taking a book sa
down to read.
His aged parents lived in anothe
vine-eovered cottage in the same yard
not stones throw from his door, ant
as he read, another pain, sharper ant
more cutting than the first, caugh
him. leaving him as it passed away
pale. trembling and faint
Il believe I'll go over to mother
for cup of her herb tea" he said. AZ
he caught glimpse of her blue ging
ham apron passing the door.
Thou hadst better lie down here.
my son. said the mother, as he dranl
the strong tea she had made for him
'Oh, no. mother!' he laughed, al
he stood in the door to depart, II an
Bridget to-day, and Mollie would thinl
me poor cook If neglected her part
ing injunction and let the chicken
burn"
He replenished the fire, put more
water on the stcaming chicken, the
odor Of which now filled The room. and
laid down upon the lounge; the minute
hand pointed to half past eleven, and
Mollie would soon be home. when
again that mysterious pain. followed
by binding, crushing faintness.
"Mollie, Mollie'' cried the strong
man, with the pitiful pleading voice
Of child in pain, and struggling for
breath he rose, took one stop toward
the door, and fell heavily before it. on
the floor
A vague uneaslness troubled the
aged mother in her home. and the
minute hand stood at the quarter to
twelve, when she slipped in at the
back door and found the PROSTATE
man.
Her poor old heart stood still with
an awful dread as she felt his pulse,
his heart and felt no answering
throb.
1t was church going community,
and all the neighbors were away, and
the trembling mother, her gray locks
all uncovered in the bright sunshine,
ran up the street as fast as her quiver-
ing limbs would carry her, in search Of
assistance.
The people were pouring out Of the
church door, and, in advance of the
rest, came one who was an intimate
friend Of her son, and rushing to him
The mother cried wildly, as she
his arm: ''Oh James, James,
Horace is dead! how can we tell Mol.
ie?" and would have fallen, had he"
Tot supported her with his strong arm.
Poor Mollie! she was chatting pleas.
lntly with a friend as she unsuspect-
ngly drew near home.
what, we have company" she
aid brightly to her companion, as she
cached the gate, and caught a glimpse
# familiar face at the window.
The door from which she had SO
ntely issued. was ajar. and she pushed
open with her parasol, as she said
"Well, Horace, did you"-|
hen her cheek blanched, and her eyes
rev dazed and rained, as she saw
he PROSTATE form on the floor, a
Weeping neighbor, and the aged
nother wringing her hands in the
ushioned armchair.
Kind hands were stretched out to
phold the stricken wife. as she step
ed over the dead body of the husband
yhom she had so lately left appar-
ntly in the full strength and vigor of
she comprehended it all. as
he stood for one terrible moment like
statue; the little room, with its home
Ike simple furniture, the fragrant
hickcn, still cooking on the stove, the
right tea-kettlc which Horace had
lied for the tea which would never
e made. the life which would make it
beautiful and homelike picture was
one out, and she was alone in a tomb
{ buried affections.
Not q tear could she shed, not
ord could she speak. as they led her
, the little room where she had made
,ady for church, and took off her bon
ct, and waited upon her as upon a
Mid. while they tried to say the words
comfort. which seemed, after all,
lch mockery in the presence of such
rief
These friends. who would so gladly
ave lightened her burden. glanced a
lch other through their tears in af.
light, as she sat there so like Great.
re carved in marble, in her voiceless
oc.
AT last sharp. quick, pang Of re-
embrance touched her broken heart
nd she cried aloud in agony: 'Oh.
GRACE, that this. our last parting,
lould be the first in our married life
ithout goodbye kiss!' and the
sser grief, swallowing up for the time
,ing the greater one. brought the
ars bursting forth in healing tor
mt.
He had been so tall and strong so
anly and tender. that she had looked