The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1888-06-27
my roof cover, for a few nights at least
this faithful heart"

~-@-S ANeNA
And they carried him across the dark
water to the house at Dunbaan, and there
he lay in state. Such state as is not
given by velvet drapery, nor any funeral
garniture. He lay decked with some
thing that money can't buy---the poor boy
had given his life rather than say a word
to betray his young master, and women
came and wept and strong men sighed, by
the flower-eovered bier, where he slept in
his unwaking slumber.
And there was one visitor came whose
own heart was sore and broken down
with grief. Yet when Mrs. Jock heard
the sad story of Robs death she insisted
upon paying this last respect to the youth
who had been so faithful TO her son.
Long she stood there, looking at the
handsome boyish features: and then she
bent down and kissed his cold brow.
"Good-bye, my lad" she whispered,
and her tears fell fast. 81 will tell my
Malcolm how well you loved him" And
the sweet smile on the dead face seemed
to grow sweeter still.
They buried him two days later, in the
little kirkyard at Balla, and Jock Fraser,
Biddulph and DIR. Alexander followed him
TO the grave. 1t was simple ceremony.
but very touching, for it was known that
lying on the dead lads breast still was the
portrait of Malcolm Fraser, to whom he
had been so true; and outside the plain
oak coffin were beautiful wreathes of
white flowers, one sent by Mrs. Jock and
the other by Nora Stewart.
Andit was by the side of the young gillie' g
grave that Jock Fraser first held out his
hand again in token of friendship to the
man whose acquaintance had really cost
them all so much. They were turning to
leave it, when honest Jock held out his
black-gloved hand to Biddulph and said,
with some suppressed emotion
81 have not seen you yet TO thank you,
Mr.. Biddulph, for a great service
Biddulph warmly grasped the hand ex-
tended TO him.
how intensely painful all this has been to
me, on your account, and Mrs. Fraser's." !"
Its been hard on the mother" an
swered Jock Fraser, with twitching lips.
"When Mrs. Fraser honored my poor
house by calling two days ago, to look
once more on yon poor boys face'-and
Biddulph pointed to the still open grave
q did not like to intrude on her. l felt
she would not, perhaps, care to see me-"
"Jeanie quite understood your motive I;
but she too desires to thank you. It's a
sad house to ask you to come to, but
still"
81 thank you very much; certainly
shall call"
And once more they shook hands, and
then Jock turned away; and people said,
as they looked after him, that the poor
laird had grown suddenly older, and that
he stopped, and that his kind eyes had
ceased to smile.
AS Biddulph was leaving the kirkyard,
the doctor laid his big hand on his
shoulder.
"weel," he said, Eyer not going to leave
this side O. the water, are ye, without call
ing on the young leedy at Rossmore"
~ should like to call but
81 fancy, maybe, she'd like to see We.
And Pm sare grieved TO tell We, added the
doctor, with dry smile, that Mrs. Con-
way-Hope is laid up wi bad attack of
rheumatics, and cannot leave her bed"
"In that case" said Biddulph, in a
changed and lively tone, / shall certainly
call on Miss Stewart; but really that old
woman"
'She's a bit trying, but she'll ma trouble
We to-day; and now good day to ye." And
the doctor nodded and went his way, and
Biddulph soon found himself ringing at
the house door-bell at Rossmore.
1t was opened by Alfred, who smiled a
welcome.
Yes, Miss Stewart was at home, he told
Biddulph, and had given orders that if
Mr.. Biddulph called he was to be adj
mitted
And not many moments later Biddulph
was holding Nora's hand fast clasped in
his.
"You have come" she said quickly. "I
thought you had forgotten me-"
"And / thought you knew that never
could be, he answered, looking into her
dark eyes.
81 have heard, of course" faltered
Nora, 'of your great goodness, your BRAY
cry, your danger, in trying to rescue that
poor boy"
"There was no goodness about it,
though perhaps some danger. Shall / tell
you what 1 thought of when stood alone
among the white hills?"
Eyes, tell me"
81 was wondering if the snow came
down and l was buried there, if-you
would regret me-"
"You-you know should"
"But how much, Nora? AS a woman
regrets passing friend, or the man she
loves"
She made no answer in words. She
looked up for a moment into his face, and
Biddulph bent down and caught both her
hands.
Gam so happy?" he said passion ately.
'Has the one bright hope of my life come
true?"
"If you mean that care for you-ycs." {"
She whispered the last word, but he
heard it, and, sitting down beside her,
drew her head upon his breast and kissed
her sweet lips.
81 will try to be worthy OF you" he said ;
'nothing pulls man up like the love of
a good woman. Say again, Nora that you
care for me-that you love me-"
"Well, do say it; and she smiled.
"And nothing shall part us?"
Nothing; promise it"
"Then, have got something to live for
at last You don't know how / love you,
dear; how my life is wrapped up in yours.
could not bear to live, Nora, if anything
were TO part us now"
Ito be continued nez aoeek.l
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