New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1895-04-07

bad heard ever since she could remember II be-
gan 20 comfor, hcr. but oh" was in paroxySm 'i
seIf-pity. and Was feeling that curious ana IN
Wholesome enjoyment that sometimes comes rom
such cause
"Nv mother would he sorry for me-" she whis-
pered as she lay on Sallys shoulder. ! don p'-
Iiovc my mother ever suffered "a surfer
"'Tain't no matter whuthcr sh" did So or not
Miss Temple" answered the yellow woman WIN
CLEAN II common-sense "Yous jos suii"rin
cause you's sick honey. Bu, you's F'''in wei je'
as farst-yo' be
rcmple was silent. She was beginning to be
ashamed ~ herself.
.pui mo down. sally" she said In moment.
somewhat sharply. I'm not going 10 be a baby
any more.
Sally placed hor burden in q chair. AMI stood
gazing down a her her big. strong face working
Temple pressed her hand - the hack ny h'r
head. Her features were settling into something
Il their natural appearance
She smiled wnimsioalb.
81 reckon twas my violin" che remarked. as II
making an explanation to herself and you' sal
IT, you've done very wrong 10 sympathl1" Miss
MarCanum doesn't approve ~ sympathy
Sally erinnci She dld no. know precisely what
her mistress meant. but she know enough - ic-
spoul:
Reckon. den. go done better shoot Yucatan
hyar."
T.mplc sent sally out Of the room. she went 10
the glass and brushed her hair her movements r"-
vcaling resolution and calmncss which they hal
not shown Of late.
There was lustre in her eyes unlike ~" weak
fcvcrish glctm which had been there FOR months
past
A. she stood before tho glass she thrus; out her
hand and looked AZ f. then glanced at the reiiec-
ton # her face.
.'Afv soul shall he as steady as my hand" she
was thinking Il am not going 10 be hystofl'al
any more"
But even as she thoughtshls weakness came
over her. tho bodily weakness 81 muscles and sin
cws long ont of training
She sat down quito xiv. She leaned her forehead
on the table in from: Z her She was trembling
but her face did not relax into a remoT
All at once she became aware that her fore
head was no; resting on the table Itself. but on
an envelope II VIZ the envelope containing
MERGERS last letter.
She raised herself and took the letter. opening
the sheet slowIy. II had come nearly week
ago on Monday. She had not failed to hear
from him on each Monday since h. had brought
her there
She knew every word Of this letter. but she
read It again
/, was a very friendly eplstn. All ~ MERGERS
letters to his wife were extremely friendly; and
they related everything the writer thought she
would like to know: they told OF the minutcst
tr.nc that had reference to Temples Old home
among III" mountains
| Perhaps she did not think that Mercer must
have been at great pains 10 find out everything
about that mountainsdc.
Now she read again a few lines that made her
| Gush with renewed interest.
| "You remember you wondered II the old tree
| made :, little landing for boats the Broad IA
| il used t. do when you played the fiddle in young
| Povnton's loaf ! was there the other day. |
went down from Asheville I'm a boat The tree
| trunk has rotted away and fallen into the river
| only a BIT Of It IS left I was sorry when sa W
| it, | knew how YOU loved It. pulled in my
oars and looked mp the slope. the smoke
| coming from tn chimney Of your loghouse.
| Il landed and gathered some arbutus 1t is al
most gone now. The rhododcndron thicket by
the old tree trunk has been cut away. Your
tenant is putting in corn in that field.
| Il stood and looked off nj Plsgah and the Twin
Brothers | wished YOU were with me- | was
comforted by the knowledge that you are getting
! well
| And 81 on.
Temples eyes took In the whole; then they
went back To the line: Il wished you were with
| me" and they rested there until the words
| seemed to lose their meaning words will.
She suddenly lifted her hand and threw the
| paper from her.
81 have read it enough" she said aloud
She sat back In her chair and tried to shut
her eyes. but the lids burned so that she allowed
| them to spring open again.
She reached forward to the table and pulled
toward her a book which had been In her trunk
a volume she had once borrowed OF Laura Am
| midtown and had not returned.
The book opened Of itself AZ Il page where
Temple had often read in the last few months
Now she pronounced aloud the familiar words:
THAT which is not allotted the hand cannot
reach. ana what Is allotted will find you where
ever you may be-.
What I've got to DO" said Temple, her vii
helping to make her face Arm. is to accept my
| fate. I'm not going to be happy. Happiness Il