The Hocking sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1871-1906, 1891-01-01
LIGHT AT LAST.

1t was q great change for nnis,
alter Mrs. Feed died suddenly g.
learn that she was only an adopted
daughter. Her real name Clemintin;
Sayre told her, WAS Margaret Murphy
and her mother was ~ washer woman
Miss Ssyre was Ars. Reeds sister an;
heiress. and AZ soon as possible sh,
packed Daisy of to Mrs. Murphy:
humble home.
| pr. Lansing. the young family doc
tor, IN vain tried To find out where
aisy was living. but Miss Sayre hav.
! ing made up her mind to secure him
| herself. said she was ignorant where
the ''beggars prat" had gone.
Could he have seen Laisy in those
weary weeks his heart would have
achsd sure'y. There are some natures
ina, in prosperity and bappiness seem
10 be all yelling sweetness. sensitive,
lovingly shrinking from harsh word
a. frtni blow. feel NJ every pain. men,
tSi or phylcal, intensely. and we think
lhe first breath Of adyeraity will bring
deash or insanity, and Wien sorrow
comes this gentle sweetness raises
20 heroic fortitude. the SHRINKING,
sensitive heart Puts on an armour Of
endurance, and from the delicate child
Is developed the perfect woman.
She had suffered all the torment ts
sel'reproach could bring for haviag
given her child up to entail upon her
misery instead OF eass sni happiness
and now in her ignorancs her secret
became n burden hard to bear. She
thought of it day and night until at
last her suspense bacomo too great for
endurance. She said TO herself. pite-
ou.ly:
ii cannot see the child die before
my eyes"
SO one day she said, as carelessly
ne sho could:
nv hose picture is that Daisy. in
your upper bureau drawer?"
Daisy blushed furiously. but an
swered graveiy:
That Is Mrs Reeds physician. Mr..
Lansing. He was always very kind
to mo"
"Dr. Lansing? Where docs ho
live. Deisyy'
Aud laisy innoceatly gave the
address,
1t was evening; oHce hours were
over; bus the Doctor was IN his otfice
whom the S-ryant ushered in Mrs
Murphy. He ha;i never seen her and
her dress proclaimed her social
station. but ne won her heart at once
by his gentle cour:csy.
He cosldn't e been potter IL |
had becn the first lady in the land"
she said once, when describing the
interview.
"Docsor." she said. hssitalingiy. Il
i am Mrs. Murphy"
But the name did not seem to help
him 10 any recognition of her.
III am Daisy Kesi's own mother.
Perhaps you have forgotten ker?'
but she knew he had not. She was |
him intently and the sudden
light in his eyes and flush upon his
cheeks could not escape hor.
~ oa-yoa remember her,' ,she said |
presently.
Most certainly I do" was the en-
rhat:c renly. Il have been much
'roubled that / did not know where
o iiad her. She is we'll. hopeP"
doctor. she is dying by inches.
What could you expect?" sho aided,
bitterly, RS he started and grew pale.
She breathes air all dav that is lust
poison if you're not used to it and
he works like Il slave. I'm too poor
o keep her from work. and she is Toe
rood to live ii idieness when lam hard
Il work. VIII you come and SOC her.
ocsor, ard teil me II any medicine
viii help her? ] came to tell you
ir because she told me you had
ended her cnce or twice whes she
,aG i'll"
Yes, will come in the morning.
cave me the address,"
But Mrs. Murphy said nothing Of
er own visit or of the doctor /
ron,ised call y hon she reached home.
lie watched for him, and called Daisy
'om her embroidery to see an old
'ienG, and then disappeared. When
he returned she knew that Or. Laus-
lg had already given Daisy the
!edicines of hope and happiness,
sstcring the delicate colcr to ner tin
heeks and brightaes, to her large,
oliow eyes
You will give her to MOP" he
sked. ''She shall be altogether
,rarated from you"
.'i;ladly! Oh. so gladly.m Mrs.
Iurrhy said, Il will give her to you.
ould love her and Kill herp You
i'll take all the brightness from the
ouse but l will bless you all my life ,
II doing it."
Miss Clenentina ground her hand
,me teeth over the wedding cards
1t Mrs. Murphy. in her pretty
,untry home with an income that ,
'lieves her from any heavy, money
arning drudgery. blesses the day
hen she saw Daisy kissing and cry 4
6 over DIR. Lansing's photograph. c
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