Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1894-01-11

kathleen's mission was accomplish
ed. There was no more for her to
do. She went back to the Rue Git
lie Occur, broken in spirit and in body.
She lay on her bed, ana it seemed to
her life now was one long Sunday, Il
time of apathy and dumb, dull rest
ioyless. hopeless. There was nothing
more for her to do in this life She
had given the victim over to his eXecll-
toners She was told that the end
was certain. There could be no par
don no Communication Of the laws last
penalty for such a wretch as Serizier
France would rise UP with one loud
cry of vengeance were there any pull
ing for mercy here.
The slow days wore on-dull gray
days; storms Of wind, driving show
crs, anon the fo@S of November float
ing up from the neighbOring river
and still Kathleen lay on the bed or
the sofa, helpless, PROSTATE. rs some
pale flower that has been torn from
its stem and flung aside to wither.
Rose had brought doctor to see her:
to cure
There is nothing ofgancally
wrong" he said. Your sister must
have had a very fine constitution to
survive what she has gone through.
1t is Il case of extreme weakness, loss
of appetite, sleeplessnesS-thin that
tell without actual disease. If you
could get her away in the country,
fresh air and change of scene might
DC something; but she is too weak to
be moved"
we will take her away directly
she IS strong enough to CO." said Rose.
The doctor thought that time would
never come; but he held his peace,
took his fee. and departed
Rose and Philip watched the fading
life in the quiet room on the upper
story as devotedly as if the thread of
their own lives had been intertwined
with it. b. their tenderness, their
useless. They could not lure Kathleen
from her solitude, or beguile her into
forgetfulness of her grief.
while l was watching for that man
| forgot everything. except the task in
hand she said; Il lived and breathed
only for that. My brain was burnt
up with one fiery thought; and in
those days | hardly grieved for Gas
toni hardly knew how much I had
lost: but now [ think of him. and
brood upon him all day long"
But if this goes on you will so
mad. or die said Philip. standing
beside her sofa. looking down at her
with honest earnest eyes full of affec-
ton; land that viii break Roses
heart. Remember how she has reared
you and cared for you! To her YOU
are. more than a common sister. She
has been to you as a mother; and You
owe her flial duty"
Let her ask me anything, except to
live" answered Kathleen. Il cannot
live without him. O. she must let me
go-in charity she will let me go
he is. She has you and the little one
She. can spare this broken life"
But she cannot spare you-nor l.
nor the little one; ana 1t is your duty
10 live for our sakes. Your natural
grief we would respect, Kathleen; but
this inordinate grief, this obstinate
despair
Had he died a natural death, |
would mourn for him as other widows
Hourn for their husbands; | would
bow to the will of God. But he was
murdered"
And you have brought his murder.
er to Justice Is not that enough, Kath
leenT'
L wonder whether l shall I've tC
hear his sentence, to know that he
has suffered a murderer'S DOOM she
murmured; and then she turned hel
face to the wall, and would talk nc
more that day.
Rose and her husband began to des
pair. 1t seemed to them that Kath
leen's vital power was ebbing day by
day, gradually, imperceptibly The
loss of strength was only indicated by
the facts Of her daily life Last week
she had risen early every morning
and had swept and busted her rooms