Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-02-21


was striding up and down beside the
wagons, with the eager, unObserving
tramp of a man concerned with nothing
but morbid purpose Of his own.
"Drapetomania!' | thought, land
hopeless case"
A knock at my door and the brawny
corporaless summoned me TO Miss Clith-
eroe.
eve are going" she said. Take me
TO him."
Did she love him?
braved DR.. Pathie's displeasure and
led her TO the bedside of her lover.
Brent was still in stupor. We were
alone.
She stood looking at him moment
He was breathing, but unconscious; dead
10 the outer world and her presence.
She stood looking at him and seeming
with her large, solemn eyes to review
those scenes Of terror and OF relief since
she had known him. Tears gathered in
the brave, quiet eyes.
Suddenly she stopped and kissed his
forehead. Then she passionately kissed
his lips. She grew 10 him as If she would
interfuse anew that icnor Of love into
his being.
She turned TO me all crimsoned, but
self possessed.
II meant you should see me prove my
love" she SAID. Il am proud Of myself
for it-proud OF my heart that it can
know aud love this noblest and tenderest
nature. Tell him so. Tell him it is not
gratitude, but love. He will know that
I could not stay. My life belongs to my
father. Where he goes must go. What
other friend has he than me? | go with
my father, but hence my heart remains.
Tell him so. Please let me write TO you.
You will not forget your comrade. |
owe more than life to you. Do let me
keep myself in your memory. | dread
nv life before me. | will keep you In
formed of my fathers plans. And when
this dearest one is well again, II he re-
members me, tell him | love him and
that | parted from him-So."
She bent again and kissed him pas
sionately, then departed, and her tears
were on his cheek.
Brent's stupor lasted many days.
Life had been strained TO its utmost.
Body, brain, heart, all had had exhaust
ing taxes 10 pay. The realm must rest.
While his mind slept nature was
gently renewing him. Quiet is cure TO
an untainted life. There was no old
fever of discomfort in bis brain. He had
regrets, but no remorses. Others had
harmed him; his life had been sad one;
he had never harmed himself. NOugly
visions could visit the uncontrolled
hours of brain so stored. His trance
was peace.
More than peace, for as l watched his
quiet face / knew that his spirit was
conscious OF spiritual presence, ard
love was lowering over him, healing
element.
At last he walked. He threw volition
in trce.
Captain Ruby and DR.. Pathie were
disposed TO growl at the rapiditY OF
BrentS cure.
~ have half a mind to turn military
despot, and arrest you," said Ruby. "A
pair Of mufTs, even, would be welcome
in the winter at Laramie. You have
llldut u "I6ICutO buhSlO va w. oSAAAC'
Why didn't you mend your man delib-
erately, a muscle week, a nerve 4
month, and so make it six months
iob?"
"He took the matter out OF my hands,
and mended himself. There's cool, pa
tient, determined vitality in him, enough
10 set up a legion or father race.
Which is il, Mr.. Wade, words to say or
duties TO do, that has made him con-
dense his being on recovery"
Both, | believe. He is mature now,
and wants, no doubt, to be at his bust
ness of saying and doing"
And loving" said Ruby.
Aye" said Pathie. That has had
more to do with it. ] hope he will over
take and win, for l love the boy. keep
my oldish heart pretty well locked
against Strangers; but there is warm
cell in it, and in that cell he has, sleep
ing and waking, made himself home"
"Ah, DOCTOR" said Ruby, you and I,
for want of women TO love, have to con-
tent ourselves with poetic rovers like
Brent. He and Biddulph were bale
operas, champagne on tap, new novels,
flirtations and cigars TO me last winter"
We were smoking our pipes on the
veranda one warm November day when
this conversation happened.
had not quite forgotten tho barrow
night, as Jake chamberlain pronounced
him, nor quite forgotten, in grave cares,
my fancy that his stay in Utah, was for
Miss Clitheroe'S sake.
Twas hardly surprised when, that very
evening, bronzed traveller, face many
shades darker than hair and beard, rode
up to the post with Delaware Indian,
and was hailed by Ruby as Biddulph.
1--WE were talking Of you not an hour
ago." said Ruby, greeting him. Wish
ing you would come to make last-win-
tiers party complete. Brent is here,
wounded"
HAS he lady with him?" said the
newcomer. His voice and manner were
manly and frank-a chivalrous fellow,
one of US, one Of the comradery of
knights Grant
Mr.. Wade will give an account of
her."
Come into Brent" said I, "and we
will talk matters over"
Ruby, model host, cleared the way
for parley whose interest he OWNED.
II will see after your horses. Don't
lose your appetite for supper. We have
potatoes"
Potatoes cried Biddulph. mot l."
"Yes, and fapjacks and mOlasSeS,
ready in half an hour"
"Flapjacks and molaSses! Potatoes
aud flapjackS!-YeS, and molaSSes." Bid
dulph again exclaimed. Jewel Of
Ruby. This is the ossa on pelion OF
gourmandse. How underdone and over
done all the banquets Of civilization
seem! l charge thee, Ruby, when the
potatoes and the flapjacks aud mOlaSSes