Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1888-12-21

was too strictly WaJcneI. Ghe O.tSA ''"'N.
in tho garden and looked ct that portion OF
the wall where they had concea4ed thelf ieo-
ters The good cid brick that they
rssd to take cut and put back
ngain was thing ct the past.
In its p)aco there was bran new red brick
cemented by bran new white mortar that you
could see mile off. Lucy had been to Lon
don, and had been visiting not only her
fathers and mothers relatives but the mag
mates o. the county, and had seen all sorts OF
pleasures and fashion and distraction, and at
tho end of six months had returned very thin
and pale.
She had been home but few weeks when
the news came that young Munro had salIcd
from Liverpool for New York. 1t reached
Lucys ears through a sympathetic servant
maid. The next morning she sent word that
she would like to have a cup of tea sent to
her up stairs in her own room as she had
headache and begged to he excused from the
breakfast table Mrs. Dawbarn knew that
she had heard of Munro's departure for
America but she did not dare to mention
even the namo of tho Objectionable clerk to
her husband who was entirely ignorant of the
young mans movements Two or three days
after the doctor was sent for The medical
man humred and hawcd and said that his
patient slow. Lucy grew worse and worse
A consultation was held. The young lady's
disorder was pronounced to be nervous fever,
and oac white headed old gentleman from
London suggested to Mr. and Mrs Dawbarn
that if the young lady were engaged he
chould not advise the postponement Of the
ceremony
"You see my dear Mr. Dawbarn," said the
old gentleman, your dear daughters malady
| is partly mental She has here no employ
ment, that IS, no fresh employment for her
mind II you could substitute new duties,
| fresh Impressions, she would recover quickly
| iIeI energy is wearing her to pieces; she
wants, 50 to speak, to begin her life over
again. lf-if her partner has not yet been
cholenn-here the eyes of the father and
mother mct--'let her travel, LET her choose
an occupation, give her something to do.
know a youn~ ly-much the same kind of
| case COX to painting, and found con-
% benefit from the study and the
practice. Italy, now, might create desire
| to cultivate some art-say music, oh! Your
| dear daughter is not strong; her mind is too
much for her body"
Lucy was taken to Harrogate, to Chelten-
ham, to bennington and Scarborough, then
| to the south of France and Italy When she
returned to Bramlngdon she had to be lifted
| from the carriage. Her fail er, who had not
seen her for two months, was struck with the
visible alteration in her fnc.s and figure He
himself carried her to hsr room and was
| hardly conscious of his burden She
said she was tired with her journey
and would go 70 bed. Mr. Dawbarn de-
scended to dine with his wife, aaid meeting
on the stairs with the sympathetic house
| hn hoI inf I'D \ !,
parture for America, and asking the girl
why she was crying, and receiving for an
swer that it was for Miss Lucy, he discharged
her on the spot.
1t was dismal dinner Husband and wife
spoke but little, and when one caught the
the others eye there was great show of ap-
petite. Mr.. Dawbarn drank a considerable
| quantity of sherry. When the cloth was re-
moved the conversation tagged. Neither
dared begin the consultation they felt was
inevitable Before they went into Lucys
room to look at her as she lay sleeping, Mr.
Dawburn put his arm around his wife's waist
and Kissed her on the forehead, a proceeding
which made the good old lady trcmble very
much and her month and nostrils culver.
Side by sido in tho dark the couple lay
awake in their luxurious chamber, starting
at tho reflection Of tho window franc upon
the blinds. The father began.
"Jemima."
"Philip," said the mother.
"What do you think of Lucy9o
The mother heaved a deep sigh.
Good God" said the banker, s'when |
took her up in my arms | could hardly feel
her weight She was like a feather-like a
feather Jemima, you're crying, my love.
Tell me, honestly, now, honestly, candidly,
as You think. Tell me, tell me"
The wife threw her arm around her hus-
bands neck and. sobbed; Il fear that we
shall lose her"
1t was spoken, and death was recognized
as a presence in the house.
''D'yc thiul there's no hopew
"Only one, and that very poor one.n
Mr. Dawharn felt mental qualn, for he
knew what was coming.
whats that.n he asked.
"You'll be angry with me, Philip, if tell
you"
angry, my dear' no, no. not Bit" said
the father
"You know what mean"
The banker sighed.
do You mean'- he began.
YES, | do" replied the mother. ''If Lucy
could see or hear of that young man, be
lieve she would recover I'm suro it would
do her Goodn
There was a long pause Mr.. Dawbarr
groaned in spirit, but he felt that his wife
was right.
Il had such better views for her." groanet
the banker
''Ycs, my dear, I know you had" said tn,
wife, pressing his hand.
Lord Landringa was most particular il
his attentions, and Sir Theophilus Hawdor
absolutely spoke to me about her"
Il know he did, said the acquiescent wife
'Think of Lucy being Lady Landringa o.
Lady Hawdoal county reople--and then O
her being Mrs. -- ohw
ITS a sad thing, dear but what can WI
do now that She's SO ill-poor thingi And i
we could save her life
Mr. Dawbarn turned in the bed I'm asl
Topham about it tomorrow" ,Topham wa
the doctor9 I'm hear his opinion"
II have asked him. said the mother, ian,
he agrees with me-"
"But how can it BIO donea" asked tn
banker, turning again rostlessiy. u can
ask the fellow to marry my daughter
''No, but you can offer him n situation i
tho bank"
"Suppose he refuses
"He won't refuse.n
"But how can find him? Where is heg"
"ln America" answered Mrs Dawbarn.
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