Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1889-09-05

new mother; she clung to her even now
and her artless affection was very dear Il
the young girl,who felt her motherhood sucf
a espOnsibilty.
Mrs. Montford and have lived so quiet
II we have seen no need for changes, but
shall be happy to make any which you may
suggest
There is one ideal room which l miss in
the house." she replied. every thing is
rich and beautiful, and with few touches
Of arrangement, are all that can be desired,
but the rooms lack the element Of coziness
which | should like 10 embOdy in family
| sitting-room, in which to spend our even
ings."
"Then you do not intend to spend your
evenings at Nine. AS ball and Mrs. Rs
musicale, and so on through the hst!" and
he looked at her with amused interest.
mot unless must" she answered. "If
you wish me TO- will try to please you, but
/ l have had little opportunity for reading,
and was hoping that you would help me IN
/ selecting and digesting some OF these books
which look so tempting TO me, and her eyes
rested lovingly on a magnificent bookcase
/ filed with valuable books.
Il shall be only too happy to-" ne replied
in a tone Of relief; ''to tell the truth society
Z "a
homeopathic doses, but did not wish to pin
you down to my quiet life; now for your
idea of room"
II think 1 had better not tell you," she
said, playfully; 'Gracie and l viii surprise
you some evening""
He stood biting his lip in grave indecision.
81 think, Mrs. Falconer," he said at last,
''that there is such a room IN the house, but
it is never opened except when Mrs. Mont
ford dusts and cleans it; would you like to
see it?'
She looked in his face, and read the truth.
at is your first wife's ROOM" she said. gent
ly; "forgive me for touching on subject
which fear has gwen you pain"
mo, no, not that he said; 1.-The room is
very dear to me, and when you have seen
it, you will read her character in il, i think"
They turned and went silently up the
stars to door which he reverently un-
locked, and they entered.
1t was a revelation of pure, sweet mind,
as everywhere the eye met light and deli
cate things; pink and white were the man
colors used in its adornment; the walls were
tinted pink, with cornice of ivory white;
the windows were curtained in delicate
flmy lace, Topped back with pink satin rib
bons; a small bookcase filed with her favor
tie books; cabinet organ stood in corner,
with an open book on the rack; dainty, rest
full chairs, Ornamented with laces and pink
ribbons, stood about in unstudied positions,
as if the owner had but just placed them
there.
A little round table stood by a window;
wicker sewing chair, with its lace draper
les, stood close beside it, and on the table
was a fragile work-basket, lace-trimmed
'kerchief lay beside it, just as the owner
had laid it down, and in the basket little
chemise-for the infant visitor expected
by the young wife, the lace half sewn on,
the needle still where she set it last, and
tiny gold thimble close by the basket.
From the wall above looked down the pict-
ured face of the young wife in it's gilded
frame; a fair, sweet face, the index of
loving and pure spirit. 1t was pathetic
scene, and Isabel's eyes filed with tears as
she looked upon it; she held out her hands
to him in earnest sympathy, saying in low,
tremulous tones: 81 can never, never fill
her place in your heart, am sure"