The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1895-10-26
one word to tell her he knew now.

As the hanson turnsd into the
street he bent forward, straining his
eyes to catch the first glimpse of
home. Had it been daytime the
blinds would have told their tale;
now it was the light he watched.
Dark on the upper floors; no sick
light burning have mercy =.
then the blood came back to his heart
with rush. How could he have for
gotten?
Their room was at the back for
quietness, and it might still be well.
Someone had been watching, for the
door was instantly opened, but he
could not see the servants face.
A doctor came forward and beck
oned him to go into the study.
1t seemed as if his whole nature had
been smitten with insensibility, for he
knew everything without words, and
yet he heard the driver demanding
his fare, and noticed that the doctor
had been reading the evening paper
while he waited; he saw the para
graph about that seat
What work those doctors have to
do
IAN hour ago :. we were amazed
that she lived so long; with any other
woman it would have been this morn
ing; but she was determined to live
till you came home.
1T was not exactly will-power, for
she was the gentlest patient ever
had; it was"-the doctor hesitated-
peremptory Scotchman, hiding
heart of fire beneath coating of ice
SIT was simply love-"
When the doctor folded up the
evening paper and laid it on side
table, which took some time, he sat
down opposite that fixed, haggard
face, which had not yet been softened
by tear.
eyes, I'll tell you everything; per-
haps it will relieve your mind; and
Mrs. Trevor said you would wish to
know, and I must be here to receive
you. Her patience and thoughtful
ness were marvellous.
81 attend many very clever and
charming women, but tell you, Mr..
Trevor, not one has so impressed me
as your wife. Her self-forgetfulness
passed words; she thought of every
one except herself. Why, one of the
last things she did was to give direc-
tions about your room; she was afraid
you might feel the change from the
Riviera. But that is by the way, and
these things are not my business.
'From the beginning / was alarm
ed, and urged that you be sent for;
but she pledged me not to write; you
needed your holiday, she said, and it
must not be darkened with anxiety.
"She spoke every day about your
devotion and unselishness; how you
wished her to go with you, but she
had to stay with the boy. =.
THE turn for the worse? 1t was
yesterday morning, and I had Sir
Reginald at once. We agreed that
recovery was hopeless, and l tele-
graphed to you without delay.
1--WE also consulted whether she
ought to be told, and Sir Reginald
said, Certainly; that woman has no
fear, for she never thinks of herself,
and she will want to leave messages
eff we can only keep her alive till
tomorrow afternoon he said; and
you will like to remember that every
thing known to the best man Ill Lon
don was done. Sir Reginald came
back himself unasked today, because
he remembered restorative that
might sustain the failing strength.
She thanked him so sweetly that he
was quite shaken; the fact is, that
both of us would soon have played
the fool. But l ought not to trouble
you with these trihes at this time,
only as you wanted to know all. i.
eyes, she understood what we
thought before I spoke, and only
asked when you would arrive. L want
to say goodbye" and then will be
ready but perhaps -.
"Tell you everything?' That is
what am trying to do, and l was
here nearly all day, for l had hoped
to fulfill her wish.
mo, she did not speak much, for
we enjoined silence and rest as the
only chance; but she had your photo
graph on her pillow, and some flow
ers you had sent.
"They were withered, and the
nurse removed them when she was
sleeping; but she missed them, and
we had to put them in her hands.
NV husband was so thoughtful