, 1889-01-01

Sng uaa bSEl uDllAh buI a rev hEtEa lie
the nows came that young Munro had sailed
from Liverpool for New York. 1t reached
Lucys ears through a sympathetic servant
maid The next morning she sent word that
she would Hke to have a cup Of tea sent to
her up stairs in her own room, as she had n
headache and begged to be excused from the
breakfast table. Mrs. Dawbarn knew that
she had heard OF Munro's departure for
AInericn, but she did not dare to mention
even the name OF the Objectionable clerk to
h& husband, who was entirely ignorant of the
young mans movements. Two or three days
inter the doctor was sent for The medical
man hummed md hRwed and said that his
patient was low. Lucy grew worse and worse.
A consultation was held. The young lady's
disorder was pronounced to be nervous fever,
and ore white headed old gentleman from
London suggested 70 Mr.. and Mrs. Dawbarn
that II the young lady were engaged he
should not advise the postponement of the
ceremony.
"Yoi see, my dear Mr.. Dawbarn,n 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. IL you could substitute new duties,
fresh impressions, she would recover quickly.
Her energy is. wearing her to pieces; she
wants, so TO speak, 10 begin her life over
ngain. lift her partner has not yet been
chosen'-here the eyes of the father and
mother met-"let her travel, let her choose
an occupation, give her something to do. l
know n young lady-much the same kind Of
case-who took to painting, and found con-
siderable benefit from the study and the
practical Italy, now, might create q desire
TO cultivate some art-say music, chi 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 B~rnmlingdon she had to be lifted
from the carriage. Her father, who had not
seen her for two months, was struck with the
visible alteration in her face n figure. He
himself carried her TO her room md was
hardly conscious of his burden. She
said she was tired with her Journey
and would go to bed. Mr.. Dawbarn de-
scended TO dine with his wife, and meeting
on tho stairs with tho sympathetic house
maid who had informed Lucy Of Munro,s de-
parture for America, and asking the girl
why she was crying, and receiving for an
s"er that 1t was for Miss Lucy, he discharged
her on the spot.
1t was n dismal dinner. Husband and wife
spoke but little, and when one caurbt tine
the others eye there was n great show of ap-
petite. Mr.. Dawbarn drank n 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 Lucy's
room to look at her ms she lay sleeping, Mr..
Dawbuu put his arm round his wife's whist
and kissed her on the forehead. n proceeding
which made the good old lady tremble very
much md her mouth and nostrils culver.
Side by side in the dark the couple law
awake Iii their luxurious chamber starting
at tho reelection of tho window franc upon
the blinds. The father began.
"Jemima.n
"Philip," said the mother.
"Whnt do you think of LucyY,
The mother heaved a deep sigh.
Good Godfn said the banker uvbar T
took her up in my arms 1 could hardly feel
her weight. She was like n feather-iiko n
feather. Jemiraa, you're CRYING nv Love
Tell me, honestly, now, honestly, candidlv
MS you think. Tell me, tell me -
The wife threw her arm around her b,s-
bands neck and sohbed. az - ~
shall lose herr
It was spoken. and death vvas rococ,iroa
as a presence in the house.
"D'ye think there's no honer,
"Only one. and that a ve,.r moor o,on