Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1890-05-29

slight, attenuated form or the old mar
into the lighted parlor. A deathly pallol
had settled on his face. His eyes were
closed, and he seemed fallen into deep
swoon. Perry would have set cushion
under his head as they laid him down on
a broad, easy couch, but the manages
jerked it away, lowering the gray hairs
to the very level of the back, so that the
mouth CAPPED wide and looked like death
itself.
"Just steady his head in that position
one minute, like good fellow. I'll be
back in twinkling," said the manager,
as he darted from the room and leaped
hurriedly up the hall stairway.
Perry heard him rap at distant door,
apparently at the southwest angle of ths
big house Then his voice was calling
"Mrs. CowanI Mrs. Cowanl would you
have the goodness to come down quick
the masters ILL.,"
Then, before any answer could he
given, another door opened aloft and
trailing skirts and light foot falls came
flashing down the stairway. Almost be-
fore he could turn to greet her, she was
in the room again, and with quick, i'm
pulsive movement had thrown herself
on her knees by his side.
"Oh, papal dear father! was afraid
of thisl Let me take his head on my
arm, So" she hurriedly murmured; "and
would you step in the other room and
fetch me little brandy? 'Tis there on
the sideboard."
Perry sprang to do her bidding, found
heavy decanter on the great oaken
buffet, half filled glass, and brought it
with some water back to the lounge
She stretched forth her hand, and,
thanking him with grateful look from
her sweet, anxious eyes, took the liquor
and carried it carefully to her fathers
ashen lips.
Can / not help you in some way? Ia
there no one can call?' asked the young
soldier, as he bent over her.
Mr.. Even has gone for her-our old
nurse. mean. She does not seem to be
in her room, and fear she has gone over
10 her son's-a young fellow at the store
house. Mr.. Even has followed by this
time"
She dipped her slender white fingers
in the water and sprinkled the forehead
and eyelids of the PROSTATE man. A
feeble moan, followed by deep drawn
sigh, was the only response. More brandy
poured into the gaping mouth seemed
only to strangle and distress him. No
sign of returning consciousness rewarded
her effort.
"If Mrs. Cowan would only come
She has never failed us before; and we
so lean upon her at such time"
"Pray tell me which way to go. Sure
ly can find her, urged Perry
Mr.. Even must be searching for her
now, or he would have returned by this
time; and dread being alone. | have
never been alone with my father when
he has had such seizure"
Perry threw himself on his knees be-
side her. marveling ut the odd fate that
had 80 suddenly altered all the condi-
tons of his unlocked for visit He seized
one of the long. tremulous hands that
lay so nerveless on the couch, and began
rapid and vigorous chatting and slapping
Somewhere he had read or heard of wo-
men being restored from faintinS spells by
just such means. Why should it not pre-
vail with the old man? He vaguely be-
thought him of burnt feathers, and look
ed about for the discarded pillow, won
dering if it might not he n brilliant idea
to cut it open anal extract handful and
set 1t ablaze under those broad and emf
nently aristocratic nostri!s. Happily, he
was spared excuse for further expert
meat. He felt that life was returning
to the hand he was SO energrtically
grooming, and that feeble but emphatic
protest against such heroic treatment
was manifest.
81 think he's coming to-" he said.
Hes trying to pull away. Shall
keep on:'
Eyes, DO! Anything rather than have
him lie in this death like swoon."
Obediently he chung to his prize, rub
bling and chatting hard, despite increasing
tug and effort Then came another fee
BILE, petulant moan, and the hollow eyes
opened just as rapid footballs were heard
ON the veranda without and Mr.. Even
rushed breathless and ruddy faced into
the room.
Where on earth can that woman have
gomez" he painted. 81 cannot find her
anywhere. Is he better, Miss Gladysy"
"Reviving, l think, thanks to Mr.
thanks to you," she said, turning her
eyes full upon the kneeling figure at her
side and sending Perry's heart up into
his throat with delight at the gratitude
and kindness in her glance. She was
striving with one hand to unfasten the
scarf and collar at the old mans neck.
but making little progress