The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1894-11-08
CHAPTER VIII.
Won nv Waiting,

"And when did you first discover that
I was little bit necessary to your hap
piness?' Sir Mark asked his wife
fondly, half an hour later--a certain
thirty minutes that, to them, in their
new-found happiness, had appeared as
something less than five.
81 think from the very first moment
that I lost you," she answered, with a
sweet, soft laugh, glancing ND at him
shyly, with well-contented glistening
eyes. "But this 1 know-that from the
time our baby came, till now, ] have
wanted you more than words can tell,
il only to let you see what perfect
treasure he is"
"And yet you would not write and
tell me to come to you, you proud little
girl" Sir Mark said, gazing down with
ireffable tenderness upon the almost
childish figure at his side. II must adj
minister lecture to you some of these
days, to prevent you getting a fall
But you will take me now to see this
perfect treasure will you notY
Come" she said, slipping her small
fingers into his with delightful sense
OF security, and leading the way
through one or two intermediate cham.
bers to the nursery, where baby lay in
high state, slumbering peacefully al
alone, Mrs. Ruskin having most oppor.
| tunely gone down to the housekeeper's
pantry q moment before, to procure
some necessaries for her own comfort
Lady Warrenne stopped, and raising
the baby from his tiny, rose-lincd cot
placed him in his fathers arms.
us he not beautifnlg' she whispered
| intense pride and affection quiyering in
| her voice.
He is!' said Sir Mark, as in duty
bound imprinting kiss upon the boys
| fair cheek.
After this the mother took him back
again and replaced him in his cosy bed
without disturbing his sleep.
81 was glad it was boy" Lady War.
renne said, turning again toward he1
| husband, and speaking in he same
hushed manner-"so glad-because-l
fancied you would prefer it."
Eyes, 7 am glad it is a son. He Is
not christened yet ! suppose?"
mo; he Is very young, and had moi
decided on u name; but now, Ii you
would like it, Mark, think we might
call him Felix because he has brought
happiness to us at last"
HE has, my darling" he answered
drawing her nearer to him" happiness
| that, please heaven, shall never again
| be disturbed But / think, Katherine
| there is one other name we might put
before even that. Shall we''-here he
hesitated for moment or two, and
| then proceeded hurriedly-"call him
| 'Blaekwood Felix
There was a moments pause, and
| then Lady Warrenne, bursting into
/! tears, threw her arms around her hus
| bands neck.
.Oh, Mark, Mark she sobbed, "yor
were always too g9od for me, my
| deary'
After this little repentant admission
| there ensued a somewhat heightened
! silence, long enough, at ali events, h
allow Katherine Warrennes heart t.
pass forever into her husbands keep
ing.
Nov you must go away and ge
| yourself ready for dinner" she said
presently, when she had dried her tears
and called back once more the willing
| radiant smiles. Harriet ordered il
early on purpose for you, so you have
little time"
Every well, I shall not be moment,
Sir Mark answered, opening door
that led into the gallery. ."But viii
you and Harriet be civil to me in thi,
dress ?'-glancing at the morning
clothes he weIs.
Yes. we WILL of course, promise,
Katherine said, adding with bewitch
ing little smile and blush. You looh
very nice--to me. Now go up TO my
a &g,r G..14
make haste"
But do not on any account NEEDLE
with the rouge or the pearl powder
Mrs. Charters put In gaily.' She was
running up the stairs at the momen
and had overheard the last remark.
HOh, no fear; l shall leave all that t.
you twoi' Warrenne answered, prompt
lily. with short laugh al he ran up ths