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

ties for the sake of the absent father
and brothers, felt it with o. poignancy
which the use and wont OF those winter
months did not seem TO blunt.
No sudden shock or tit seemed to
bring about the end. Gradually the
old DANES strength failed. There
came an hour in the spTlngtime-it
was the midnight hour of an April
night-when she lay upon her bed,
gasping for the last breath5 chat she
would ever draw They had drawn
aside the old fashioned bed curtains,
so that they hung like high dark pill
lars at the four posts They had open
ed wide the windows and the light
spring wind blew through the room
fresh with the dews OF night outside
the moon was riding among her clouds,
the night was white. The budding
trees shook their twigs together in the,
garden. Inside the room, freight and
lamplight, each 1ickering much be-
cause of the wind, mingled with the
moonlight, but did not wholly obscure
its misty presence. They all stood
there-the minister, the doctor, The
gray haired daughters sObbing, look
ing and longing for one glance of rec
ognition, the nurse and the new maid.
They all knelt while the minister
said prayer.
She's looking differently now"
whispered the housekeeping daugh-
ter. She had drawn her handkerchief
from her eyes, and was looking with
| awed solicitude at her mOt,n' facA
Eyes, there's a change coming" said
the married daughter; her large bosom
heaved out the words with excited
| emotion.
Speak to her Of my father-it will
bring her mind back again they APP
pealed to the minister pushing him
| forward to do what they asked.
The minister took the ladys hands
/ in his. and spoke out clearly and
strongly in her ear; but he spoke not
at first of husband or children. but OF
the Son of God.
Memories that had lain asleep SO
long seemed to slowly awaken lot ono
last moment
You know what I am saying,
auntie?" The minister spoke strong
ly. as to one who was deaf
There was a smile on the handsome
old face
"Av. I know weel; The Lord is my
shepherd; ! shallna want-thougn
walk through the valley o the 'iado"
of death. ,,-.,i
INV uncle. and Thomas, and VIII
lam have gone before you. aunile.
CAV" - with satisfied smile -
they've gone before 90, ..t4
you know who / am! mo- san"
again. hfro
She took leave Of each OF her dalSh-
tors but in q calm, weak way as one
who had waded too far into the river
Of death 10 be much concerned WIN
the things Of earth. u4
The doctor pressed her band. ana
the faithful nurse me hi.iii7''lt
feeIing that Justice should be done 10
one whose wit bad brought great re-
lief hid the maid 90 forward
cbe was weeping. but she spoke lii
.,,o froo caressing way that sine had
used so long. a,.n,9,,
The dying eyes looked heI lu'' III
the face. but gave no recognition
It's Jeanne Trim. .,- .r-i,t
Ma ma / remember jeanie lIi, IT,
LONG svne but you're not Jeanne j rim
'oT me s' maid ma drew back. discounted,
/ rho minister began To Iepe+'
rsaIro that she loved. The aalEH,'''
sat on the bedside holding her 4 ,a .ai
Go Go tbev waited. and she seemed lo Io.-
I 1ou, The meaning of the psalm as D.
( went on. until suddenly
! "c Che t,'rned her head feebiy toward
ohe 'q h,l tpo he'd where no one stood.
sb sPa drew Wy her ler hands from her dagsh Oh,
f Sne and upd% made as if to stretch them OUT
to a newcomer. She smiled. lied. t,.r
MI Kinaird" she murnuIeu' 'i''N
she died. ro,ch+ that la
,.os i tbere himself" said the daughters
awestruck. ..,.. i,o u.sr thera2"
and the tn minister thoughts LOUIS
Globe Democrat.