Roseburg review. [volume] (Roseburg, Or.) 1885-1920, 1888-01-06

house into temple of happiness and
love. Day by day we watched this
pair seeing clearly enough
that disease had laid isrelentless hand
upon the little wife, and tina. death
alone could release Ter; but they saw
it not; their hopeful eyes were stead
fastly turned away from the cloud of
gathering sorrow which already filed
SO much of their life's sky; and the
twain wandered on in their lose-lighted
pathway trusting in good, uneomplain-
ing of suffering, ard unconscious of
tronble to come
+ But April had now lone her gracious
work in 'sredressing the wrongs of win
ter" The swan-fower trees were al
ready shining and the pussy willows
had thrown off their glistening caps.
The wake robin was astir, and violcts
and anemones were abloom embrold-
ering the green hillsides; and soon
May, "queen of blossoms, " would come
scattering with bounieous hand fresh
uiifee and flowers everywhere. Would
The patientgentle sufferer of The Man
sion whose spirit was daily filed with
the fragranR of q divine bestowing,
soon bloom. hike flower in that othcr
garden Of God3
She was always on her bed now; the
end was drawing near. Jack, az she
called her husband, was ready and skill
full as ever but seemed perplexed, al
most doubling that she had fallen i'll
again. .Poor Mandy" he would say.
'sis long time punished" We sried
as best we could to ease her. Thed
tor came again In answer to their call;
but whether from tenderness or the
want of it, he only left her a soothing
potion, and gave no hint of the hope
Iessness of the case. Perhaps it was
well. The Father himself would speak
the word at the proper moment, and
as he tempers the wind to the shorn
lamb, SO he mitigates the sorrow of his
children in their bereavement and suf-
fering.
Poor JACK was growing troubled, not
that he saw the danger, for he did not
see it; but he was concerned lest
MANDY might be sick again Per
haps it was in doubt of his own abili-
ties In such an event that a servant
maid was brought into the house, and
kind people even called in; perhaps il
was from a desire that due homage
should be paid to his wife, whom be
could not have served with profounder
reverence had she been Queen of Eng
land and himself an humble courtier
dependent upon her grace; but he still
continued nurse aud hoasekeeper, per
forming culinary wonders and offering
them with daintiest care. The pale
face was lying very quiet on the pillow
now, only the brave, dark eyes fol
lowed him lovingly wherever he moved
while the lips showed, as they had ever
done, the same sweet content and cour
age to endure
Nav day had come with fairest sky
and sweetest breath of flowers. An
excited call from the servant and we
hastened to the sick room. The dying
woman was raised upon the bed, hel
head resting upon her husbands breast
4 her farr was deeply auehed end her
breathing heavy and rapid. With hen
ewes fixed upon her husband as though
she could never cease to look she strovs
to speak. An agony of intense love
was in her looks and tones. She knew
that she was to be borne away from
her other self and in the agony of tina,
parting all other ills were swallowed
up. The poor husband was heart
broken; all were weeping and wall oi
sorrow filled the room. 1t was pit
eous scene and one never to be for
gotten. We approached the bed anc
asked-1s she goingp yes wa
the answer "0h! that Is well" sale
we-athe weary sufferer will find res
and the dropping flower win bloom il
Heaven. The golden gate will opsr
wide for her and the dear Lord vii
give her watch over you." She la,
quiet and smiling while one by on
the bands of the frail body were looset
and she slept to wake in Heaven.
! Spring and summer had been gath
cred into Times grand Ieservoir-th
|, past; and the autumn winds wer
again piping through the bare brown
branches. Jack Grey had wandere'
away into the country where his wifi
, had spent her youth, poor broken
, winged creature-still chirrupin
cheerfully. He went thither hopin
to find among those dear falniIlia
scenes and in honest toll, comfort 70
his hungry heart. Workmen wit
. Jackscrews and rollers had stirred th
) little toad-like house from its repos
on the hillside-and guided it's creepin
) journey to another less interesting spc
: where it rested again, and gave shelte
8 to fair woman and fairer children. ]
. chill November day was drawing to
close, when summons called MS to th
|, street door and there was Jacl
Q Paler than we had seen him but chez
: full he held in his hand a puzzlin
: structure, made of innumerable sma
. sticks, cut with pocket knife an
: fitted together so that they formed
. frame for picture. Explaining tn
d-''it was" he said ga gift in his wife
y name because we had been so kind
Q her." And so the honest fellow trr
J, and tender to the hearts core-touchs
. his hat and went away, leaving benin
Il him memorial of true love-rich,
j. than he knew.