Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1895-09-19

and made mental note to send her
with his next patient ordered to the
seaside. She remained at the foot of
the bed till the heavy approach of the
laundress reused her, and she went
shuddering to the chair, where she sat
shading her face, while the women
laid out the body after the decent
fashion of our people. When they had
gone she locked the door. Then she
pressed her hands over her eyes and
trembled slightly, remaining still and
Borrowing for some minutes Present.
ly she went gently to the bed and, un-
covering the face, began to smooth the
hair from the forehead, speaking in a
low murmur.
Harry DEAR" she whispered, "the
world could not divide us at the last,
though it is SO big. We are together,
you and l., as we used to be in the be-
ginning. Do you mind, now that you
know that I am with you? You are
not angry, dear, because after all these
Years God has let me see you again,
and call you by your name, and-oh,
yes"
She bent to kiss him, but shook her
head sadly instead, and knelt by his
side.
''Let me talk to you just as if it were
the same again, as if nothing had
happened, and we were boy and girl
once more. I won't say anything
about her to make you angry I won't
remember it and you must forget too.
Can you forget, I wonder? Do you
forget now? You forgot me while YOU
were alive; are you forgetting her
now you are.dead?"
The tears gathered in her eyes and
she sobbed softly. She looked into the
white face and said quickly:
'But l won't ask you to, forget,
Harry. l won't ask it; it isn't mine to
ask. It was all a mistake, dear, and
we have both suffered; perhaps she
has suffered too. 1t was hard you
were not happy; you were SO good and
loved SO much. We have both loved
much, have we not? Where have you
been all these years? I wonder if you
ever thought of me as have thought
of you, and remembered the old days.
If you had met me wonder if you
would have taken me in your arms and
kissed me as you did in the meadows
at Langley. would have let you,
Harry, as did then; you know would.
Were you too proud to come back to
me? Oh, my dear, I would have lain
at your feet, had you wished it. and
begged you to look down and smile at
me. But it's too late now; there's no
hope for either of u.s. I felt that there
could not be after the day you wrote
me, but would have faced everything
and dared everything if you had come
back. Never mind, dear, it is good to
look back upon and think of and love,
and nobody can take it away from us.
Don't think of it if it makes you angry,
but can't help remembering; and now
am telling you with no one else ia
hear"
The bright sun beat through the
wi1dow blinds and filled the room with
a radiance thick and hot. She bowed
her head on the bed and remained
kneeling with her arms stretched
across his body. Presently she rose
and began to move softly about the
room, touching his books and little
treasures. The white figure on the
cross hung in it's infinite pathos above
the bed. She took it from it's place
and was about to lay it on his breast.
With quick gesture she stopped and
replaced it on the wall. Then she
turned to his writing table and took
up the faded photograph in the Oxford
frame.
you were his then" she said, in
gentle, even voice, ''and you are his
still. You have the right; have
none. Perhaps you, living in your
great world to-day, have quite forgot.
ten, but know he has remem bered,
and"-her voice shook a little-sshe
would wish it,
She laid the photograph on the body
where she had turned back the sheet
and smoothed the creases away from
it. Her hands clasped before her, she
stood looking at the strange pair-the
dead man with his pale face, and the
| picture with its saucy eyes and anti
| quated fneries. The wicked orbs
seemed mockingly to tell her of a bar.
rier she must not pass; a right of pos
session she dare not dispute. She
sighed, as if submissively, and
turned to the window, lifting
a corner Of the blind to scan
the well-nigh deserted Temple
thoroughfare. A coster passed with a
basketful Of cowslips, and she remen
bered a morning in Langley meadows
where Harry made a wreath and
crowned her his queen Of the cowslips.
Going to the door she called Hannah,
( and, giving her some pennies, sent hel
to buy a bunch of the flowers She
took them back to the room and began
to strew them over the coverlid. The
hooking eyes appeared to follow hel
with unconcealed derision, and hastily
she swept the yellow blossoms togethe,
again. Filling large jar with water
she arranged the flowers in It and put
it on the table by the head Of the bed
She picked few sprays from the
bunch and laid them for moment or
the cold lips Then she took then
and, undoing button in her bodice
hid them at her breast. Without look
ing at him again she crept noiselessly
! out of the room. locking the door and
giving the key to the laundress a. the
doctor had directed.
In the smolking-room of a West-end
Climb two men were talking. One said
II was at Lady Stourcommon's last
! night. What firt that woman re
mains at fiftyp'-Black and White.
MackintOshes and Health.
A well-known doctor declares thai
mackintoshes and pneumonia are
twins. Any rubber garment, whethe,
of silk or wool on the outside, is very
warm garment and consequently there
is a constant temptation to- wear one
with nothing in the way Of . wrap un
derneath. But almost all mackintoshe.
are loose with only sling sleeves or NJ
sleeves at all. 30 that while they Iex
clude dampness they freely admit thu
chilling wind just where the body j.