Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1889-05-08
Wayne House.
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member with the shuddcring horro
which possesses us when we recal
and rc-cxpcricnce, in memory, ter
rihle soul-haunting dream.
My husband was many years m,
senior--already middle aged maj
when we were mnrried--but SO ten
der and tolerant OF my whims an,
capriccs, SO ready to sympathizc IL
all my youthful follies, that / nevc,
felt the difference in our age as Z
barrier in my pleasure; aud, in m,
sorrows, surely il was rock o.
strength against which my weak
childish heart could lean in security
We lived in a thriving manufac
turing town, where my husband
had established already large and
exceedingly remuncrativc practice
40 that, mt the time Of our marriage
he was able TO surround me with q
considerable degree OF luxury. OuI
home was beautiful, and, rs the
years passed on, and three lovely
children came TO grace il, grew
almost arrogant in my pride aud
happiness.
One afternoon | had rctured from
paying round Of visits, when my
aead-nurse came TO me, Mrs. Car.
tcrct," she said, in grave tone,
would you be pleased to step up
TO the nursery and look at Master
liaroldf He don't seem quite him.
self, and | feel kind of worried
about him"
remember that was singing
the conclusion of an AIR | had
caught from street-organ when
she addrcs cssed me, and I finished il
gayly rs | preceded her to the nur-
sery, even repeating the refrain ms
l entered the room---so careless was
! Of any danger that could threaten
my darlings. They were all group
cd together in the further end OF the
large apartment, and, near the win.
dow, sat the young under nurse in
her white cap and apron, sewing. /
can see the picture vividly, even
now. Ii is not strange. IL was the
last time my eyes ever gazcd upon
the world through that glamour Of
perfect unalloyed bliss that had SO
long yelled them from all trouble.
Harold, the eldest, was lying on
the floor; his curlcy head supported
Ivy pillow his eyes half closed, and
his manner quite listless and unlike
IFS usual buoyancy. BY his side
stood Rob. his babyish features dig.
nificd and absurdly matured by the
addition OF nurses spcctacles, peer
ing gravely into his brothers. Ian.
guild face, and giving wise and care
ful directions, in childish counter
felt OF his fathers tone, to little
Marjorie, mythrcc year old daughter
who, with sweet young eyes, half
laughing, half serious, looked in
partial comprehension of the nature
of the game, from one to the other
of her brothers.
saw at a glance that something
serious allied my boy, and had him
carried to my own chamber apart
from the other children, and there
put to bed. 1t needed. however.
the grave, startled look in my hus-
bands eyes, as they rested upon his
oldest son, TO awake my apprehen.
sion.
After giving some directions, mi
mute and impressive, TO nurse, ne
beckoned me TO farther window,
took me tenderly in his arms, and
gazed pityingly into my face.
Love" he said, "do you know
what the lads illness ISL"
NO" replied. fighting against
my vague fereboding. "A heavy
cold and nothing more, is il,
PAUL. Tell me it is nothing else"
He shook his head and was about
TO speak, when suddenly there came
a soft, rushing sound, which knew
sgell---the pattcring Of small feet
and, forgetful Of all else in my usual
fear lest the swift-eomIng, Needles,
little legs should trip over the few
low steps that separated my dress
ing room from my chamber, called
aloud, warningly, as was my Gus
tom:
take care. take carcr Instant
| ly, and before my husband cou;e
hush my voice, ! repented th,
words, for they had reached ane
disturbed the wandering brain o
I my boy. Raising himself in bed
he turned in my direction, and eriee
in hoarse, mufllcd voice, hoYribi,
unlike his usual clear tone:
DOT worry, mother dear. We'r,
not coming-we're going out"
Let me not linger over this ga,
preface. IL is enough 90 say tha
the relentless Azrael had under IN,
guise Of diphtberis, entered on
happy home, aud, not contentin,
himself with one victim, hsd know
no safety until he had destroye,
our entire flock.
My grief was thoroughly selfsI
} and morbid; lost al interest in sh
affairs Of life; grew irritable and :,
intensely nervous that the sliQhfes
unusual sound seemed sdisturbanc,
greater than could bear. cause,
the nursery to be closed, and every
thing pertaining TO my little one
10 be disposed Of by others. ! grew
to hate the house and ncighborhood
so associated was il with my chill
drcn's presence. or my husband
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