Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1890-04-18

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| INV T those first few days are
A W not the dream OF bliss that
he anticipated. His blushing bride
brushes her teeth ana looks absurd
with her mouth full of foam, and has
no lesitancy in letting him see that
n few of her curliest locks grew on
somebody else's head. He resigns
himself to the inevitable, and after
he gives up expecting unalloyed bliss
he settles down rather happily after
oil.
had arrived at that state. had
been head over ears in love with Ju-
liza, and had worked like beaver to
make a home for her that would not
let her be to homesick for the uxu-
ries of the paternal mansion. She
was not my first love by any means.
had always n sweetheart or two
since l could remember, and had
been engaged once or twice, but l
never had been an abject slave of the
blind god until l met Julia.
Yet now, as | sat out in my vine
shaded veranda and blew my cigar
smoke toward its pale green painted
ceiling, l was glad that Julia and the
children were enjoying themselves at
Seabright, and that could have n
taste of bachelor quiet and freedom
for couple of months longer. l
didn't care to go anywhere, but
when | saw my old friend, Dr. Marsh,
coming up the walk was very glad
to see him, and drew up another
comfortable chair and rang the bell
for John to bring out box of cigars
and to put some bottled beer on the
ice. George Marsh and l had been
boys together.
He sat down rather heavily. The
dignity that he had assumed very
early on account of his profession
seemed to have got into his Joints
and burdened his limbs. Still there
were only faint touches of it here and
there in his conversation usually, but
tonight he seemed almost lugubrious,
and if it had been anybody else but
George Marsh l should have said
that he was embarrassed. Presently
he said he had piece of news fer me.
My aunt, Mrs. Sailor, was back at
the Beeches.
1t seemed q little odd that | should
first hear of relatives return from
her physician, but considering I'LL
things it was not.
"Your cousin, Miss Nelly, is with
her." George went on, looking intent.
ly at his cigar, which he held in his
fingers.
"And is she as pretty as ever?"
asked idly. 81 must go over and see
them"
you were engaged to Miss Nelly
at one time, were you not, Dick?"
George said:
Eyes, l believe was, 81 said, laugh
ing. "l}ut that was ten years ago.
Little Nell was only IS years then.
1t was long before she began to read
Herbert Spencer and Schopenhauer
and to write magazine articles. AS
soon as her mind begun to bud she
dropped me-"
"She has been terribly ill.," Marsh
said, and to tell you the truth, Dick;
that is why came to see you this
evening. She has been studying too
hard, and it resulted in a so TT O
brain fever, which has temporarily
destroyed her momory of the time
since she began studying She has
thrown off the over load, and in mind
she is the little Nelly of 10 years
ago"
sat staring at him in Mortified
amazement. Nell Sailor, the pride
of the family, insanel
at is of course only n temporary
thing" DR.. Marsh said, hastily, land
nobody must know of it, but she re-
quires the most delicate treatment.
That is why Mr.. Salter has brought
her down to her country home. Miss
Nelly imagines they have never left
it, and the physicians want gradual
ly to lead her mind onward Just as nat
ure did in the first place. OF course
there will come point where she will
recognize the fact that she has
been over the path before, and then
her memory will return and she will
be cured"
THAT is a very clever idea," l
said.
"We think it the natural treat
ment. And | came this evening to
ask you to help us. knew your wife
would be away Tor some time yet,
and except for your daily visit to the
factory you had considerable time on
your hands"
Yes, indeed" said, eagerly, "you
may rely upon me to do anything in
my power"
DIR. Marsh pulled at his cigar for n
few minutes and then he said again:
"You were engaged to her about
then"
felt startled.
"She thinks you are still. Remem-
Der, these ten years are a blank.
Her mother tells me that she is fret
ting and pining because you have
not been to see her."
"But--"
"Of course, understand your feel
ing" Marsh broke in, "but after all
she is your cousin that you were
brought up with, and it is only a
temporary thing, and you could
Aumor her for q little whiio--' 49,