The Olneyville tribune. (Providence, R.I.) 1893-189?, 1894-06-30

from her father Is long an ever possi-
bic; but her efforts had become more
and more feeble as she grew worse.
"Dear me-" said the doctor, when
he had seen Helen; 'very sad, very.
Lungs have been diseased for long
time"
lie prescribed for her, and came
again and again, but at each visit he
gave out less hope OF her recovery.
almost into the winter" he said,
"and the poor child, dear me. She'll
never see spring. Lungs most gone"
There came one Gay with the doc.
tor nurse who, although used 10
pitiful and painful cases, could not
keep hack her tears at the sight OF
the poor faded girl. From that day
the kind nurse would not leave
Helen. She decided TO remain and
nurse the little invalid, and many
strengthening beverage and dainty
| dish did she give the child in secret
which the father could not possibly
have bought
Many have won the name OF hero
by one gallant deed, but these nurses
| in our large towns who live life OF
self-denial-giving the best years OF
their life up TO the care and atten-
| tion OF the poor sick-deserye the
name indeed.
The poor fiddler was almost heart
/ broken. Every penny each week was
| spent in II edicines and better food
! tor the invalid, but nothing but
! change OF scene and warm climate
could benefit her. He had not the
means TO send her even out OF Lon
don.
The child clung round him in az
fectlon mingled with fear, but he was
/ otter afraid TO look upon he
"Father. dear father, are you angry
with your little Helen?" she asked
one day as he sat moodlly with his
face bur ed in his hands.
He sprang 20 his feet and clasped
her in his arms and asked her TO for
give him if he had seemed unkind.
After that he was always cheerful
when in her presence, for he saw
that IL made her unhappy 10 see him
sad.
SOletimes the fading girl would
ask TO be carried 10 the window TO
see the sun-the winter sun, like
huge ball OF blood-sink down be-
hind the housetops.
Occa ionally some OF the neighborS,
who had known her, came TO see her,
but she wac So changed that very
few could recognize her.
And, little by little, the hideous
disease advanced, sapping up slowly
but surely its helpless victims
strength. At times ii made her face
appear bloodless, like the face OF
corpse At others oh, cruel mock
cry. it painted the cheeks like the
blush of a rose-it added tire TO her
eyes and lustre TO her skin, thus rails
ing false hopes In the breast OF the
poor father, who saw her change from
day to day.
One morning the fiddler was In.
formed that some one was waiting TO
see him at the foot OF the stairs. He
immediately hu ried dowp and found
an old gentleman pacing up and down,
and mumbliDg all the while TO him.
self.
you play the fiddle at the
Theater?" he abruptly asked the I'D
dler, when he appea ed.
Yes sir. Will YOU come in. It"
"I intend to give party to night
and had engaged I TO give us a
tune on the fiddle. Unfortunately,
he is indisposed and will not be able
TO appear Will you Gomez"
II am engaged at the theater
and"
Until what hou:?" asked the Wis
itor, impatiently
About | o'clock. / could come
any time after that, IL 1t is not too
late"
The visitor thought Tor moment
or two. then he suddenly said, at the
sane time tn usting a card into the
fddlel's hand;
ITO night at 1880 shall expect
you. DO not disappoint me and you
will not reg ct it,"
That evening when the fiddle
went in TO see his daughter before
leaving for the theater she did not
recognize him, and the poor man
hurried away with heavy load at
his heart
1t was close upon midnight when
he reached the address indicated on
the card, and as he was led into the
room by the host, with his instru-
ment under his arm, there was a
murmur OF voices.
He paused for moment TO screw
up a string. when he had cached The
piano, and then raising his head.
looked round the Dom at the large
and fashionable audience. Dressed
in a sombre black suit, and his hair
hanging down over his forehead
made his face svand out paler than
usual.
He rushed the hair back from his
ewes, settled his chin upoAthe fiddle,
then drew the bow &C oss the strings.
A murmur OF applause K eeted him,