Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1896-04-30


says: L presume you are having per-
feet time; now tell me what is the
crumpled roseleaf in all this happi @
ness?-for one there must be!' And I.
thought for a moment, if ever one
Should come, if it could go on2like this
always without changing. It seems
too good to be true" She added, IN low
tone; ''but there is absolutely not even
crumpled roseleaf so far" ii
mo. DEAR" he said, quietly, bending
down and kissing her hands; "there is
no serpent in our Eden!" -.
It was only afterwards he remem-
bered the bitter irony of fate that
prompted those words, and they were
soon absorbed again in their letters
and themselves. The men were down
stairs in the cabin, and no one noticed
the tiny black adder which had crept
from the basket of flowers, and now lay
summing himself on the deck just be-
hind Molly's chair. The warmth of
the sun made him quite lively, and he
began creeping about, and gradually
disappeared under the chair.
Suddenly she sat up with a sharp
cry. "Oh! Harry, something has hurt
my foot" she said; and, looking down,
there lay across her instep the little
snake, it's. head firmly fixed into the
silk stocking. With muffled exclama-
ytion of horror Harry tore it off, and
flung it into the. sea; the pretty white
foot lay bare, and seen through the
rent in the stocking were three tiny
red punctures. Mr.. Ashley rushed
down the cabin steps in: mad hurry.
williams, Williams he called; ''you
must go on shore at once, at once-do
you hear? Mrs. Ashley has been stung
by q snake, go and bring a doctor as
quickly as eye: you can" Coming
back, he took up the huge basket of
flowers, and pitched them overheard;
then, taking poor Molly in his arms,
he carried her to her cabin, when her
maid bathed The poor little foot It
was swelling already, but there was no
pain. a
''Ill Sit on the deck till the doctor
comes, Harry she laughed: .Please
( don't worry 7 don't believe twas any
thing but common adder" a.
But when the boat brought the doc
tor, in about an hour, he looked very
grave. ,---..c11-s',,-~ %.& -.
Il cannot say anything for some
time yet" he said, after examining:the.
sting s"'Ldon't like. the entire absence
OF pain Can, y GU not describe to- me
what q the snake OF adder looked like p
Z But poor Harry had flung it away
without looking, and. was in such a
state that he could absolutely remem-
Der nothing, Gradually poor Molly.
got orse,, the swelling; increased, and a
terrible numbness, which crept slowly
right over the body, set in. The doctor
stayed on, but more for the sake Of
Mr.. Ashley, who was beside himself
with grief, than for Molly, who Law
quiteestill and. quiet in a kind of stupor
from which nothing could rouse her.
About six in the evening she awoke, and
family asked for her husband.
Dear. love-" she said,5 putting her
arms round his neck, "try not to take
it too hardly, if II but Harry left her
and rushed on deck. IS
- y $500 " = 'oou's " 1lson, ne. CRED, tO3the
doctor, cant you do anything? Let's
have some one else, let's" his eve
fell on the native who had brought over
the flowers in the morning, standing
talking to Williams, and, in his frenzy.
he turned on him. e
.f'You black scoundrel," he said, going
up to him, do you know your careless
ness hasgkilled my wife? If she dies,
I'll have you thrown into the sea!''
Master Harry" said the staid Will
liams, who had been with his master
since he was boy don't hurt the,
man; he's a native, and these natives
are sometimes very clever with medi-
Ones, perhaps he can do somcthingfor
my mistress!" -
Gods bless you for thinking Of it.
Williams, :" he said, in a broken voice:
~ ouateil him, you can derstand his
jargon," and he went down again to
Molly. e=s,,-s..-,.--aa $ -
Williams explained as we'll as he
could what had happened; and the
man;with'a g'immer Of understanding,
thought he could see what kind of O
snake it, was from the wound it had in
fiictcd.' He was accordingly shown into
Mrs. Astley's cabin, and after looking
at the punctures, at once hurried away,
saying he would bring something but
he was afraid, lie confded to Williams.
that it was too late. @ A.,
Most OF us can call to memory some
time, incur lives, some special hour,
when every moment seems a year, and
though a suppressed excitement fills
lbs, yet we seen; 1lnnaturally quiet,
waiting - waiting we. know. Snot'
whether for life or death, for happi-
ness or misery 10 fall to arr LIT