Elmore bulletin. [volume] (Rocky Bar, Idaho) 1889-1906, 1893-01-07
Mr. Pnole. ar Hllnnrf statlnn masfar.

Mr.. Poole, the Btoury station master, |
pacing his lonely platform az an early
hour next morning found his stroll sud.
denly arrested by the peremptory sum.
mons Of the telegraph.
kilograms formed the brightest spots
ia Mr.. Pooles official career. He hast.
ened with alacritg q his post, straight
ened the paper ribbon and opened the
key. The message clicked itself of, and
Mr.. Poole listened lie preferred listen.
ing 10 reading as tine quicker method.
As his ears took in the burden Of the dis
patch his eyes gradually widened until
his jaws began 10 cape for sympathy.
New YoRk. sept. =. 49,.
To the Telegraph Operator at Biibury Station
Mrs. isaac n. T. lies at the Aston house, in this
city, very Ill Please notify relatives or friends
SAMUEL HYDE NJ. D.
swell, I'm durnedr' calculated Mr.
Poole $50 that's what's TO do. thought
Jakes folks couldn't ha' BEN KNOWN ter
that caper. The old Iady's cuter'n thun-
der. amt she. Well. I'll 90 tell EN-
faint time fer the freight yet, an Jake
may want ter 60 down ont.
on Mr. Poole's part was that just twenty
four hours after his grandmother had
reached the Astor house Jacob Fosdick
reached II, too He found the old lady
lying helpless, but placid, in the spot Of
all others where she would have chosen
to spend her last moments; aud. bending
over her, something 80 very like his idea
uf what an angel must be- that lie was
almost startled.
All through that day--her golden wed
ding day-Lucv FosIick lay aud waited
Al day long tine golden haired bride
cheerfully rrlinquishing this bit of hel
. own bright beginning for the sake of an
others peaceful ending-sal and watche,
beside the bel, while. in the further cor
/, ner Of the room, Jake Fosiick sat nm,
. watched her. Ii would have been har,
! TO convince him that sine had not beei
: sent straight from heaven to care for hi
puur old grandmother Jack Hazard
: hooking softly in from time 10 time, ex
. ultsd in the knowledge that her chic
mission lay elsewhere: but neither dii
= lac doubt for n moment her being hcavei
+ sent. 1t was growing dusk when h
room.
. Come out and have walk, Dot. 70
need the fresh air. Marcia il here now
. and you can he spared.
She came back, however, for a me-
: mcut. when she was all ready for he
walk and stood hooking down upon til
quiet. waiting face. Ii She were less lik
= an angel now that the white wrappC
:, was exchanged for the soft gray dres
and hat, with tine cluster Of fresh ros,
" at her belt. sine was 81 uncommon
!" lovely az woman that Jake Fosdick
= admiration knew no lessening. She Iai
= one little, warm hand lovingly upon ii
= cold. Iif.less ones Of her predecessor, an
then turned 10 go. A. she did 80. IL
- closed ewes opened full upon her with
= clear r look in them than they had show
before.
~ AS poorly rs a picter, quavered Il
feeble voice once more. As pooty as
r pictcg. God bless ye. dear And
. she went
81 Their walk was long. and never to
=" forgotten. The little bride came la,
i from it as blithe and rosy as if sick be-,
a. were things unknowu to her. Marc
- met them as they came, arm in arr
- along the corridor. The tears in Il
T., honest girls ewes were cuntradictcd
~. the smile on her lips. Both struggled f
~, the mastery. hut neither could quite su
due the other.
- lies come, she said. softly .Isick
~ come. An by the look an her face win
~ she seen him, guess he brought 4
pusy. Too"
=, Without 4 word bat with a sudd
:. paling of the rosy checks and dimmil
:, If the JOYOUS yves the little bride Dire
her husband an and into the room whss
Lucy Fostiek lay with that tflnscende
! peace upon her face which tie wor
= can neither give nor take away. siIer
IL. side hy side. they stood and read /
49, sether what God.s hand Ind write
- Then Dots arms stole softly round Ii
- husband neck, and her bright he.
:. ifooped ta the strong shoulder til
u seemed io her - sure "A shelter
- Jack she whispered, a. lie teld h
m close. Il thought Vs. never could Ie liza
~ pier than We are already. tut HOW
- know We can. Ladies, Home Journ,