Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1895-09-22

with wave of his hand, husband,
children and friends, dead and living?
Whatever might be the physical as
poets of the case, one thing was GER
tain, that the influence Of Kinaird-
Kinaird of all those who mad entered
into relations with the lady-was use
full at this time to come between her
and the distressing symptoms that
would have resulted from the mania
of self-starvation. For some months
longer she lived in comfort and good
cheer This dear memory Of her
youth was oddly interviewer with the
forgetful dullness of old age. like a
flame on the hearth that shoots with
intermittent brilliancy into darkness.
She was always to see her lover upon
the morrow; she never woke TO the
fact that to-day lasted too long, that
a winter of morrows had slipped fruit
less by.
The interviews between jeanne Trim
and Kinaird were not mOnOtonous. All
else was monotonous. December, jan
uary, February passed away. The
mornings and the evenings brought no
change outwardly in the sick room, no
change to the appearance OF the line
old face and still stately figure, sug-
gested no variety of thought or emo
ton to the lady's decaying faculties
but at the hours when she sat and con-
tentedly ate the food that the maid
brought her her mental vision cleared
as it focused upon the thought OF hel
hearts darling. II was she whose
questions suggested nearly all the va
riations in the game of imagination
which the young woman so aptly
played.
The relations between Kinaird and
the father and mother appeared to be
indefinite rather than untriendly
There were times when he came rounc
bv the dairy and gave private messages
to Jeanne Trim, but at other times ne
figured as one of the ordinary guests
of a large and hospitable household
No special honor seemed to be paiC
him. there was always the apprehen'
sion in the love-sick girls heart tha'
such timely attentions as the oner o.
nroDer refreshment or of the use OF the
snring cart might be lacking. The pa
rents we're never in the daughter con
fdence. She always feared their inter
ference. There was no beginning tC
the story, no crisis, no elimination.
Now tell me when We first saw Mr.
Kinaird?" asked the maid.
But TO this there was no answer. II
had not been love at first sight. It's
small beginning had left no impression
nor was there even any mention Oh
change in the relation, nor OF parting
only that suggestion Of long an(
weary waiting given in the beginning Of
This pbase of memory, when she re-
fused TO touch her food and said she
was "sair longing to see him again.
The household at Kelsey Farm ha1
Aourisbed in the palmy days OF agri-
culture. Hunters had been kept anc
mink coats worn, and the mother, OF
kin with the neighboring gentry, haG
kent her carriage to ride in. There nae
been many pleasures, no doubt
Gov the daughter of such a house; Dul
only one pleasure remained fixed on hel
n1amorvIthe pleasure Of seeing little
Kinaird's eyes shining upon ner
These days of the ladys youth nae
banDened at time when relglon' II
strong was a sombre thing, and tC
+boee who held the pleasure OF life III
Iotb hands il was little more than
,,or,e and q rite. SO il came TO pass
tbo+ No religious sentiment was stirred
With the thought of this old JOY ano
succeeding sorrow.
The minister never failed TO reau
.o,,o eacred texts when he sat Deslde
To-. ond when he found himself alone
NJ. Tho old dame he would kneel and
nrav aloud in such simple "oIuS do ~, ~
tbougbt she might understand M
aid II more to ease his own hearI pc
cauee of the love he bore her IMAM pc
cause he supposed it MADE any ulu 'iI
once in the sight Of God Whether sne
tao.d him or not. He was past the
-,r;,,e nj life and had fallen lntc
P,,,,,,o,,e and ministerial habits OF
liner. but in his heart he was al
Us l,.,,r,,' Wondering TO find what the reall-
We, %oS - life might be, and he seldom
~ -. foIse conclusions, although "a
- a question he was content 10 lno
l ln arswer He bore a serious look
n no np' seldom knew what was passing
P In his mind the doctor began to think
III tho III he was anxious for the safety OF
the old DANES soul.
~ am not without hope of lucid in n
torvaI at the end" he said; mere. mere is Is
wonderful vitality yet, and it's niue ie
more more than the power OF memory that is
impaired"
At this hope the daughters caught
eagerly. They were plain women, mar ial
T roy and dull. but their mother mao mao
b le~ no ordinary woman; her power o,i, Oh
love had created in them an anectl 61
s sor her which transcribed ordinary hl-
ioi affection. They had inherited IRON.
her such strong domestic Iee IN nil iii,
they felt her detection from all FANNY