Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1895-07-11

he ayerred.
II fear nvt,' lie replied. The first
Z time | noticed Il was when Clarice
came TO me. and in the most mysteri-
Gus manner told me that Mrs. Fenton
! was going alad That opened my eyes.
i am told that ii is a common delusion
of the insane: they imagine every one
else afflicted with their own malady.'
| then told Guy all that had passed
7 between my poor sister and myself.
\ we both agreed that she must be care
fully watched and hunoled.
1T Is wretched end TO all my
dreams. Florence said Guy. Il must
, spend the remainder Of my life shut
up here with constant dread and fear
for my companion
The next day all was suspense and
anxiety at Deepdale. Ciarfce had been
iii for many hours. Our good doctor
shook his head and advised US to tele-
graph to London for the famous physi-
elan, sir Ormerod Fullerton. He came,
and more anxious hours passed.
never pitied any one so much as
Guy during those long, wearying
hours. He sent me, | believe, every
ten minutes to my sisters room; but
to my great sorrow, | never brought
him any good news back. | saw then,
in spite of the shadow that hung over
her, how passionately he loved his
young wife, who now lay between life
and death.
FLORENCE" said Guy, as the clock
struck eleven, do go down and see II
there is no news yet
/ went again, Sir Ormerod came to
the door to answer my question.
"Can give my brother no conform
l asked him, anxiously.
II fear not" said the kind physician,
with grave look. II have not much
hope for my poor patient"
l returned. and then another weary
hour was passed in pacing the drawing
room. Then the doctor came in
Il bring you good and evil news"
he said to Guy "You have a beautiful
son, but | am afraid Mrs. Eardley is
in great danger"
"Can I see her?' asked Guy, in a
low hcarse voice, that faltered. though
he triel to be firm.
''Not just now" was the reply. +
Ormerod has promised to send when
he thinks your presence advisable
He had prepared a nursery replete
with every comfort for the long-looked-
for heir Of Deepdale. and there we now
went. heard a feeble, wailing cry,
and then saw my brother take his
little son in his arms, while his tears
fell Fl It on the unconscious child.
Nay, don't do that sir said the
nurse, with a terrified look. Tears
should never fall ON such little face"
There was a stir in the room, and
Sir Ormerod approached Guy gently.
"You can see Mrs. Eardley now, il
you will follow me, he said.
"Come with me, Florence" cried
Guy. who was pale as death.
We entered the room noiselessly.
All. my poor sister. Yet we who loved
her felt that it was better so. The
beautiful face wore Tor the first time
4 look Of unutterablt calm and peace;
the intent, earnest gaze that had
troubled us was gone. A sweet, holy
light shone in the dying eyes-there
was no shadow of madness now. 1t
seemed as though the radiance of
heaven shone already upon the fair
young brow.
"Guy," murmured the low voice, !
am so grieved to leave you. you who
havei been so kind and good. | shall
see my father in heaven. and / will tell
him So
I knew how thankful my brother
then felt in his heart that, through
the long, weary time of watching and
suspense, no murmur of impahence
had ever escaped him.
Florence said my sister ''you viii
take care of my baby"
she laid her hand upon Guys breast,
and died with her last look lingering
upon his face.
1t was better so we felt, though it
was bitterly hard to part from her.
She was mt peace, and the cloud could
darken her life no more.
III WIS uFedIy Vllie, my HlVlHSi
vet it cheered him to know that his
love had frightened that sad, solitary
life.
The dear boy grew healthy; there
never was the least trace Of his
mothers fatal malady in him. He was
was for many years inconsolable, and
yet it cheered him to know that his
love had frightened that sad, solitary
life.
The dear boy grew strong and
healthy; there never was the least
trace of his mothers fatal malady in
him. He was the comfort and joy Of
Guys life. If ever child was spoilt,
it was certainly Master Leigh Eardley.
Guy would not sell the old house
among the hills, but he could not en-
dure TO reside there. where everything
reminded him so forcibly of the fate