The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1889-02-09

of the mansion to CONSCIOUSNESS, ana
what a bitter, bitter consciousness 1t
WAS. All was lost to her now, and the
world seemed empty She wanted to
die and asked til, servants why they
had brought her Jack to life; she lay
on the sofa for Sc ne time, where they
had placed her; tNere were now but
little signs of life, only occasionally
the lids would rise, nd a pair OF such
sad. dreamy eyes w aid gaze round the
room, and rest that gaze long and visit
fully upon the portrait of a fine, noble
looking man, that hung on the wall.
The ewes were dry, and not tear
would come to her relief, and there was
no one there to speak a word of com
fort to the heart broken little wife.
AS she lay there many things passed
through her mind and she realized
that she had a duty to perform; aye,
what sad one, too. She must go for
her dead husband. Lula, bring me
some wine, and then you must pack
some valises, for l must go to Chicago
on the first train"
MY dear lady, fear you are not
able to take such journey"
yes, | will feel stronger in little
while, and no one can go to him but
me; how much | wish Mother Bristol
were here"
She drank the wine and ate a little
toast that the cook had sent up to her
In short time she went into the nur-
sery to see her babe.
my little darling-all that is left on
earth to meas dearly as | love you, /
pray God may take YOU from this cold,
wicked world now, if your future is to
be as dark and sad as mine.
Father in heaven, can you not
see what l have to bear, and do you
not pity me?
will you not send one spark of COM
fort to me now, in these dark hours
| What have | ever done, Father, that
must suffer SO, and love SO much, and
then lose all? | cannot believe that
my darling took his own life. No; he
was too good, too brave for that. Some
one has killed him, and now he waits
for baby and me in the pearly halls of
heaven. Oh, Father, either give me
strength to bear my burden or take me
to him now. Have mercy on me, oh,
God pity mel"
Lenora had knelt by the side of the
couch on which her baby lay, and had
! taken it in her arms and pressed it
close to her bosom.
AS she ceased praying. the hot,
scalding tears, like so many drops of
| blood, now coursed down her pale,
sunken che ks. Those tears were the
first she had shed since that awful
telegram came, and they seemed to re-
| lieve her, for she rose from her kneel-
ing position and laid her babe back on
! the couch, and then returned to her
| room.
Those few hours of untold misery
| had made a great change in her; she
was now woman, and had decided to
| brave this great sorrow the best she
| could. Lenora was no longer the girl
wife, but woman, saddened, as if she
| had lived years of sorrow and not
| hours.
AS she entered the room there was
an expression on her face that had
never been there before; she looked
like an angel of light, saddened by the
| sins of the world.
The valises were soon packed, and
everything was ready for them to start
to the depot. Thomas and Lula were
to go with Lenora, but she did not say
| one word to Jeanette about going.
Since the night of the ball, almost
| two years ago, she instinctively shrank
| from the dark beauty. Although she
did not like Jeanette, yet there had
never a shadow of doubt crossed her
mind but that she was her friend, and
that she really pitied her in her great
trouble.
The train was on time, and Lenora,
with two of her servants, was rapidly
whirling toward Chicago. 1t was
rather late when the train stopped at
! the great city. Lenora was driven i'm
mediately to the Pacific Hotel and
ushered to a parlor by one whom she
presumed was porter of the hotel.
Rooms for the night, lady?"
"No; [ have come for the body of
my dead husband-Captain Raymond
Bristol"
The porter smiled rather strangely
at her statement, but replied very
promptly:
why madam, didn't the telegram
| state that he committed suicide9 He
came here about midnight last night
to meet party-on business, l sup
pose-and this morning when l went
to call him there was no one in the
room, but / found note lying on a
table and a letter was lying beside it.
The note stated that the letter was to
be sent to you, and that he was tired
of life, and that the bed of the lake
would be good restingplace. tele-
graphed for you to come because /
thought, perhaps, you would want the
body searched for"
AS Lenora entered the parlor her
face was heavily yelled and she sank
down upon large easy-chair, while
her head gently rested against the
back.
When the porter ceased speaking she
made no reply. He waited for her to
answer; still no response.
The maid went to Lenora and gently
shook her arm, yet she said nothing.
The veil was then raised, and Lula
saw the pale, beautiful face.
"Oh, heavens! She is dead, sir"