The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1888-03-31

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BESSIE ENTERS FLUSHED FROM HER WORK.
at its highest dainty white bed, and ly-
ing there in state-G wanted to call her
Sweet Elaine and lily maid) little pale
faced fairy, with tumbled golden hair, and
eyes of pure violet with palpable under
deeps Such n little lady! "You will take
chair You are the doctor, aren't you?" she
said My dear, l was Just and only woman,
so slipped down Oh the bed and put my
arms round the little, lovely, lonely thing,
forgetful of patients and of Bob, impa-
lient, waiting at the corner with the bug
gy-Ls that nine o'clock striking? Then
must shye the rest for another time. What
will Henry say? l told him l would be
back in half an hour ut the outside. @Just
like it," he'll say, "when you only Just run
in to see Jeanette, may as well go out or
go to bed. What do you women find to
talk about?"
The doctor is drawing on her gloves.
You will be better. dear, in the morning,
but don't try to get to church (much-
needed advice) and leave the flowers to
Inc. Goodbye, and take the medicine in
the small tumbler till the head is easier" I"
The doctor is at the door" Jeanette, I've u
happy thought - us If she had not planned
this denouement from the beginning).
@Why not run in on my little patient in
the morning, if you do feel equal to going
out; then you can report to me in the after
noon when come In to tell you about the
morning servics Goodbye I'm really
4 L -. 4 I
stairs with the satisfied feeling only known
to successful diplomacy. Tho hours pass
and with them Mrs. Marsdens pains. Yet
some tears are on her pillow, proving her
human liinshp with the tired sewing girl,
| who softly cried herself to sleep and
wandered out into the twilight realm of
| dreams, leaving far behind her wraps, bon
nets and isappointments. Mrs. Marsden,
TOO, slept, and dreamed that mournful
train bore Elaine the lovable" "all in
white samite robed'' and laid her ON the
steps at her own house door
The morning of Easter Sunday dawns us
BELTS the day--bright and fair. The prying
sun peers into Mrs Marsden's room upon Il
woman in somewhat remorseful and sub
dued state of mind The headache of last
night seems to have become a heartache,
| for her heart does ache; whether for her
own sorrows or those OF the haunting Elaine
| of last nights dream. is not to be known,
| for the sun throws no light ON that ques-
tion 1t may have been due in part to the
bells which would persist in saying Easter
bon-net--Eas-ter bonnet They said it
sobery, they said it sneeringly, they sang
it, and chanted it, and tolled it; they said it
solemnly and they said it with great bursts
oflaughter. Occasionally they would remem-
ber their duty and pour out the grand strains
of the Old Hundred-always going back tC
the old theme: Easter bon .net-Eas- ter
bonnet They behaved very much like the
choir which intermits its gossip to sing a
Gloria Was Easter question of bonnets? II
was very uncomfortable question for
Mrs Marsden to begin the day with.
A little later and the sun shines in the
windows of the house of worship mas
querading in all the colors of the rain
bow-hued cathedral glass. 1t shines on DR.
Doren, whose fingers aids his near-sighted
eyes to follow the crooked trail of his man
uscript 1t shines on the just and unjust
impurtially on Mrs Merlin, inwardly raging
because the green tints of the glass ar.
killing the colors In her head-gear anC
giving her ghastly complexion. On Mrs
Frisbee, who is burning to publish her dis
covery that would be fashionable is wear
|
Don't be too long, DR. Dorem, for tn,
house waits to 60 into committee
In due time the sun shines in a certain
narrow garret window in Breeds court
making an aureole about the curls of httl,
Lily, who, clasped Ill her sisters arms
joins her voice In holy Herbert's hymn
Sweet day, SO cool, SO calm, SO bright"
/ For here in this upper chamber 1t il
Easter, too; not altogether out Of tn
shadow OF that bonnet, but very much IL
, the sunshine of love. 1t is Bessies day
her one unbroken day with the littl
, sister who il both sister and daughter il
one The Easter flowers are missing from
this scene Of worship-missing and sorel,
missed. That was Bessie's disappointment
She had planned bunch Of violets and on
tall Gala, both for the sweet Lily in lie
arms Every day as she worked tn,
, flowers lent fragrance to her thoughts An
. ticipation Of tho round-eyed pleasure o
: sister Lily quickened her pulse and mad
her needle fairly dance along the seams t.
t the happy goal of reward; and when
empty of purse, she walked past the shop
that held the coveted treasures, she coul
, see them without turning the face, with 1t
: moist eyes and quivering chin "Oh! 1t wa
| too bad, too thoughtless!" she cried Tn
. sun climbs higher and higher. yet manage
, to cling with one slender finger TO Lily
i locks hesparrows that had rowdily scutfi
' and scolded between intervals Of domestl
gossip, fiuttered from the window ledge Il
a to the spout above, their ohirping tittin
i accompaniment to the benedictory hym
a OF this ongregation-Milton's sublimel
. simple words;
b "Let US with gladstone mind,
4 Praise the Lord, Tor He Is kind;
! For His mercies shall endure,
|, |, Ever faithful ever sure"
"Now, Lilly dear, am going down to oor
suit cook about dinner" says Bessie. Us vi
y placed her sister on the bed Lily smiles
: the well-worn fiction which clothes Il
n kindly privilege accorded by Mrs Milliga
q OF the floor below. to suse the oookin
y stove, honey, whenever the frsE goin', Il
u 1t costs no more for the two Of US than Il
!. one of us. ye see"
y Left alone. Lily lies and looks toward Il
q light, wondering whore the sun has g0n
y wondering whether mamma knows whts
. window to look In at or oan see hea Ut 81
Q knowsl from 70 very far away. She y d