Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1889-02-23
A Peerless Bride.

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I' o'e lhough CHEEKY home. The fire
pufhs brightly on the hearth and Tho
rays OF the setting sun shine brigbtlv
through the western windows Thoro
are signs Of unwonted quiet in Tho
apartments the noisy prattle Of the
children Is hushed and the young wife
STANDS with hands clasped in mute des
par beside the bed on which lies Henry
sawausti the king Of the bunco-steerers
sick with fever The face OF the grav-
hairea physician is grave as he feels
the sick mans pulse and looks ~ bis
parched skin and feyerish lips.
TEL me, doctor,n she implored IN
pi'eous tones. you do not give IN an
nope Henry will be spared TO me, viii
he not?" M
II trust 50" said the physicion ..but
MS condition Is such that he requires
constant care and nursing, perfect quiet
ana the best OF food and drink. How d,d
his sickness beginP You should have
nSns ior me long ago.
"He caught cold about two weeks
ago on the Brooklyn bridge and it set
tied ~ his hand, which had been troub-
ling him ever since no shook hands
with that ScOtehman and stored him
into the joint begged him not 10 20
out the next day, hut he insisted on 90
ing over TO the Cortland street ferry 10
meet that great excursion o. people
from the Interior Of the state. You
know The autumn Is Henry's harvest
time. and By Is 30 ambitious IN his pro-
icss!on that 4 Is bard Tor him to STAY al
home when the streets ars fun Of coun-
'r5men guing along With gripsacks In
their hands and looking up al the tops
q The houses. then begged him not
70 so On the Brooklyn bridge, where
the wind blows 70 cold, but he SAYS
there j. no place IN New York like it
ior sncaers.1
Well sail the physician, iii will
b. month a least before he win be
sble 10 80 Ont, aud meantime he must
have plenty q good cid por; and ,he
most delicate food you can procure for
him. ! wiz cali again tomorrow.
Good day, nadam.'
Not 70 OH, for mouth. Plenty Of
good ola port wiih prairie chickens,
And where aas tie money Tor an this
10 como frgms Poor Mary Sawdust sat
down IL hor ioW rorlsing-ehair and
buried her head Ia her hands ID hope
lens despair A moan from the sick
man rausei her 10 leap 10 her feet and
hurry 10 BIS bedside. Ilo was mutier-
iag incohamniiy in his sleep; "Glad to
go sou. Mr johnson just drawn a
| priAe Ia The Havana Lottery nay uncle,
tbs cashier " tho Bcanyilla Bank take
something with me"
MsEy'B blue Dyes hlled with tears.
Poor. dear Henry" she murmured;
''cycn Ii bis sleep he Is working hard
10 support bis wife and little ones. Oh,
III were only man ;hat might put
on an ulster. take the gold brick in my
hand and 80 out on the bleak, cherries
bridge. but alas. am only woman,
and there Is bat little that can do
She resumed her seat by the FIRE and
broodcd long and sadly over her I'M
happy lot Then a voice seemed TO
whisper Courage" In her ear; her face
frightened and she sprang 10 her feet
and softly approached the bed. Her
husband was sleeping perfectly now,
and. bidding her little daughter Eiiie
! keep watch beside him, she put on her
hat aud shawl, took her purse in her
hand and hurried out In half an hour
she returned, bearing a large bundle
which she carefully deposited in one
rorncr ofihc room. then seizing pen and
paper she sat down at the little centre
table and busted herself until far into
the night
The days grew into weeks and Henry
slowly rcgaincd his strength, while his
devoted wife aittcd in and out OF the