Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1896-04-30

won't die! I will live to take care OF
you and your boy! Didn't | promise
your dear father. on his ~dcath-Ded, as
would bear ND for the sake o the
child?5and haven't l beared up?
Good Lord, yes, how many years!
Years o. filling and striving and strug-
Cling for life! And now, in these lat
ter DAYS, when rest and peace has
come, is it likely | will give up n
die? No, Abby, my dear, not L! l
think as the longer I've lived the world
the better 1 like it. that do! Only l
was upset this morning along o. think
ing about that poor. dear baby. There,
don't cry, Abby!I' IN sure, II you want
me to do ii, I'd just as lief keep on
living all the time as rot. I'm sure, l
don't see what's TO hinder me. I'm
noways i'll, thank God, nor yet dlssat-
! isfied with this world. There's many
n dark, stormy day as has cleared on
Just at sunset. And that has Deen the
way of our day of life, Abby, my
dear, and now l don't care If our clear,
pleasant twilight lasts oreyer. l
know heaven is a better land: Dut
then, / was always Undetermined,
and casy-satistied, and so I'm content
ed with this earth. and don't long for
no better till the Lord pleases. Least
ways, Abby, / won't die till you are
ready to go along with me-
While the old ladies talked In this
childish, affectionate way the ad-
miral walked up and down the lawn
in front of the house, with his hands
clasped behind him, in troubled
thought. He. too, was oyershadowed
by the coming event" He had no
glance ever for the fair Princess PEI
zilini, who, calm, placid and elegant,
occupied her usual morning seat at
the bay window, where she employed
herself with some graceful fancy
work. while Master Valerius Bright
we'll sat upon a footstool at her feet,
reading aloud for her amusement, and
occasionally glancing up at her with
all a boys shy admiration or a oeau-
tiful woman
Amelia had not been seen since
breakfast time. But when the family
assembled for luncheon at . o'clock.
she was called, and appeared again
with cheeks so deeply flushed, and
eyes so bright and restless, that Mrs.
Stilton exclaimed:
THAT child is on the very verge of
brain fever"
And she not only ordered her off to
bed. but went herself to see her order
obeyed.
Amelia made no resistance; but, as
soon as her head was on the pillow,
and n brown paper. wet with vinegar,
was laid on her brow, she said:
"Now, grandmamma, all | want is
- " l. fozN. nnl sc Mod n M
Pezzilini will be kind enough to let
Tabitha come and sit by me, l shall
do very well"
But why Tabitha? Why not your
own woman?" inquired the old lady.
Because I hate my w woman,
and l love Tabitha-and-it will make
nv head ache to talk more about it,"
Well, we'll, my baby, it shall be
Just as you please" said the indulgent
old dame, shutting the door softly and
retiring.
A few moments passed, and then the
door was as softly opened, and Tabi-
tina, stepping lightly, entered. She
first went noiselessly TO the windows,
and made them quite dark by closing
the storm shutters, and then stole ST
lently to the side of the bed TO see If
Amelia slept.
Il am awake. dear Tabitha: though
I wish very much to sleep and recruit
myself for a few hours IL L can. What
O'clock is itg"
Half-past two, Miss Wilder"
"Very we'll; dip a towel in that iced
vinegar and lay it on my head, n let
me sleep II possible. until 5 o'clock.
Then, Tabitha, wake me-"
Wouldn't 1t be better If l let you
sleep out, mlss?'
mo; il you love Eudora Leaton,
wake me at 5 o'clock"
"Oh, miss. don't speak Of her now!
1t almost drives me crazy"
Hush! She shall be saved II you
wake me at ) o'clock. In the mean
time, l must lie quiet and sleep If i
can, or l shall go mad!'
'But Is THERE'S there a chance of
saving her? oh, miss! il l thought
there was / would be Almost willing
to lay down my life for it"
There Is a chance--I cannot explain