The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1893-02-02
Nv.

tommy, love, SAID MIS-. Slnltn ten.
derby to her son, "what is the matter
with you? Aren't you well, or is it some
trouble? Come to me, my lad, and tell
your old mother. can't bear to see you
looking like that. Tell me, dearie;
father and will do anything we can to
make it all right"
He went and knelt down beside her,
putting his arms around her substantial
waist and laying his head on her kind,
motherly bosom, just as if he were a
boy again coming to the mother for COM
fort and consolation.
Eyes, dear old mamsy," he said, 81
am in great trouble, but no one can help
me; must bear it alone. will tell
you, mother, because want to go away
again. can't stay here-and you ought
to know the reason. You will make it
all right with my father, know. I've
fallen in love, mother, fallen in love,
like q goose, and been cruelty disap-
pointed"
"You mean the doctors pretty daugh-
ter, don't you, Johnny? Why, father
and l were so pleased, we thought
Don't speak of her, mother" he
broke in hoarsely. II can't bear it.
She despises us--a proud, disdainful CO.
quette. How can l tell you the TRUTH
She thought was Josselyn; it was the
man Of birth and family, the scholar,
she cared for, not me, the Diapers son.
She scorned the idea of being Mrs. John
Smith, Juniorr If you had only heard
her say the words! So l am going
away. Don't distress yourself, dear old
mother, l shall soon get over it. You
know the old song:
II she be not fair for me-
What care how fair she Der
am as much mistaken in her as she
in me. Never fear that am going to
break my heart over a creature who
only existed in my own imagination.
And fancied her so sweet, so pretty!
knew she was proud, and that her dainty
head was full of false ideas about men
and women, and their true worth, but
thought she loved me, and that love
would open her heart and make her see
more clearly what is really lovable."
"And, my dearie, my own lad, she
does love you, am sure of it. Ah-rve
seen tho color rush into her bonny face
and the light fash into her dark eyes
at the sound Of your voice or your foot
step. No, no, Johnny, be patient, it
will come all right. How could she
mistake you for your friend?'
81 can't imagine; nothing was farther
from my thoughts. 1t came upon me
like a clap of thunder"
5 Little moro explanation was needed,
and thennext night saw the despised
wooer on board the steamer swiftly
crossing that strip of blue which sepa-
rates us from other nations.
Meanwhile dire calamity had fallen
upon the Lisles, in which poor Frances
own lesser trouble became swallowed up
and unnoticed. DR.. Lisle caught severe
cold, which he neglected persistently for
several days, until suddenly pneumonia
set in, and in a few hours he lay hover
ing between life and death. His poor
wife was in an agony of grief and and-
ETY., which reached the pitch of despair
when, after one short week of desperate
fighting for life, death won the victory
and she found herself a widow.
The grief which completely broke the
delicate, feeble mother down gave Fran
ces new strength. She took the whole
burden on her young shoulders, made
all the necessary arrangements for the
funeral, and then faced the lawyer and
the anxious question, what was to come
next? twas discovered that very scanty
provision had been made for them all