Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1896-11-08

thing, but from that moment Emma start
ed TO plan to let Sarah know how much
she needed her. She planned TO hang out
the cloth. She exaggerated its importance
in the way of an invalid, until it attained
the significance of an act of treason. She
felt like criminal even in planning it.
Several times in the night she dreamed
she had put the cloth out and that Jim
and his wife had seen it and torn it
down. She awoke two or three times to
find herself sitting up in bed staring out
of the window, through which the moon
shone and the multitudinous sounds of the
midsummer insects came generously.
Once her husband said: whats the
matter; it seems to me you'd rest better
if you'd lay down and keep quiet His
voice was low enough, but it had pecu-
liar infection which made her sink back
into bed by his side quivering with fear
and weeping silently.
The next day Jim and her husband both
went off to town to the circus, and Jim's
wife, after about ten O'clock said:
'Now. Emmy, I'm going down to
Smiths to get a dress pattern, end L want
you to keep quiet right here in bed. I'll
be right back; I'll get some water here
and if you want-well, you won't want
anything else until / get back. I'll run
right down and right back"
After hearing the door close Emma laid
there with wild wide eyes listening; she
waited until she felt sure that Mrs. Harkey
was well out of the yard, and she crept
out of bed and crawled to the window.
Mrs Jim was far down the road; she could
see her blue dress and pink sunbonnet.
The sick woman seized the sheet and
pulled it from the bed; the clothes came
with it, but size did not mind that. She
pulled herself painfully up the stairway
and across the rough floor of the chamber
to the window which looked toward her
sisters house, and with wild eXultation
she flung the sheet out and dropped on
her knees beside the open window.
She moaned and cried wildly as she wav-
ed the sheet. She had the note of scared
child in her voice.
"Oh, Sorry, come quick-Oh, l need you,
Sorry! / didn't mean to be mean; 1 want
to see you so! ON. dear, ON, dear! Oh,
Sorry come quick!'
Then space and the world slipped away
and she knew nothing of time again until
she heard the wild voice of Sarah below;
Emmy, where are you, Emmy
Then came the swift heavy tread Of
Sarah up the stairs, and then that dear
old face shown upon her; the kind gray
eyes full of fear, horror and love.
Emmy lifted her arms like child en-
.ftg
fully eager went to the younger sisters
maternal heart.
"You poor dear soul. Why didn't you
send for me before?'
"Oh, Sorry, don't leave me again, will
you?"
When Mrs. Harkoy returned she found
Sarah sitting be Emma side in the bed
chamber. Sarah looked at her with all
the grimness her jolly, fat face could ex-
press.
you amt needed here" she said cold
w. IF you want to do anything, find a
man and send him for the doctor-quick.
If she dies you'll be her murderer"
Mrs. Harkey was subdued 10y the SOL
emnity of accusation in Sarah's face and
by Emma's condition. She hurried down
the Coule and sent boy wildly galloping
toward the town. Then she went home
and sat down by her own hearthstone
feeling deeply injured.
When the doctor came he found a poor
little boy baby crying in Sarah's arms.
1t was Emma's seventh child. but the ev-
er sufiicing mother love looked from her
eyes undimmed, limitless as ever.
"WIl it live, doctor? It's so little she
said with a sigh.
ooh. yes. I suppose SOL said the doctor,
as if its living were not entirely a bless
ing to itself or others.
Eyes, I've seen lots of lusty children
begin like that But he said to Sarah
at the door, "she needs better care than
the babel
Shell git IT," said Sarah. with deep
solemnity IF 1 have to move over here
and live"
CThe Enid