St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1896-03-01

but, even so, would rather have
him blight his career than dfe1,t - :
Oh I cried, "And you speak a r.
I wanted him to die" -.
|. Here Tom came in, and when she
saw her father she got up to leave us
together. l was glad indeed to have
MIN TO myself for a few minutes We
at any rate, understood each other.
He has his faults, dear fellow, and I
often get impatient with him; but he
loves me-he thinks the world of me-
ne doesn't question my Judgment and
crlt1c1se my conduct, as the children do.
was to tell him about Lily. and
about what luke had said to PhvlIis.
but when he took me into his great.
strong, kind arms. I was too overcome
TO utter word. I could do nothing
but weep. Nors could he. We thought
now we had toiled and shaved to make
our precious boy the man he was-how
we had nursed him through his baby
illness, and pinched ourselves to send
him to public school and university.
ana been so poud Of his beauty and
his talents and achievements, and looked
forward with such joy to the name he
would make in the world; and how we
were to lose him, after all, just as we
were looking for the reward Of our
tove and labors-and in this truly aw-
fui way! Tom said it was quite GER
tain now that he would die. Blood
poisoning had set in; there were SWELL
lngs IN some muscles Of his body to
prove 1t-a fatal symptom, as every
one knew 1t only needed to spread
to an internal organ, and the machine
would stop at once.
And the sooner it's over. the better"
Tom sobbed, land the poor chaps suf-
fer1ngs at an end. All, Dolly, old girl.
little we thought Of this when he was
born, and we were as vain as two pea
cocks over him! Do you remember the
christening dinner, and the speeches,
and how he was brought in and handed
round to be admired
oh, don'tP' I walled in agony. Re-
member It'll Did not remember it. And
a hundred thousand notwithstanding
things.
But we had to compose ourselves as
pest we could, and go back to our dread
ful dut1esI he to see that the doctors
nao proper lunch before they left. I
10 renew my watch in the sick room.
ing boy.
On my way I came upon Jane. the
COOK, hurrying along the passage, with
pasln OF hot broth. Harry was not
allowed meat food, so 1 stopped her to
ask what she was doing with it.
,.Taking 1t to Miss Blount," she re.
piled; and 1 fancied she did not speak
NoAeS 81 respectfully as usual THAN
poor young lady hardly touches her
meals, and it do go to my heart to see
her look so ILL., I thought perhaps a
drop Of good soup'd tempt her."
Now, didn't want to get the charac-
ter-which I am the last person to de-
serve-of being hard woman. I am
not one Of those vulgar creatures that
one reads Of in novels who don't know
how to treat governess properly. To
me Miss Blount was as much a lady as
1 myself. and had always made it 4
point Of considering her in everything.
Besides, 1t was not the time for ami,
mosities. All was changed in view Of
Harry's approaching death. She could
not injure him any more. So I took
the little tray from Jane, and said I'd
her; go back to your kitchen and at.
tend to the doctors lunch. I will take
the broth to Miss Blount, and find out
what is the matter with her."
The girl was In her bed room When
she saw me she jumped up, as scared as
If had been an ogress come to eat her;
but when first opened the door she
was kneeling against her bed, as If
saying her prayers. Certainly, she did
look i'll. She had had very nice COM
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