The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1896-12-10

The morning was dragging wesfil
e sioug In the room where every luIur
r wealth could command vas hesped abou
b Mrs. Bernard's invalid lounge. Tren
9 bliLg with excitement. mIngled hope snt
, fear, the mother watched the hsuds 0
: the clock travel sOHly over the face
. Again sud again jane had gone to the !
brsry, only TO return TO make the same n
port,
He's not come yet ms'am.
1t was past noon when the long strait
ed patience gave way.
Jane yon must go to the hospitll.
shall die ln this agouy OF doubt, You
can See i-if-this is d stranger. and
not oh. Jane, surely surely her father
will forgive her now
As If IN answer to TO the cry James Ber
nsrd at this moment entered the room.
Upon his face there was strange solem
nlty and not seeming to see the quiyel log
lips the imploring eyes lifted to his face
be kissed his wife tenderly.
Della, he said gently. did you read the
newspsper this morning2
Yes, James
You saw, perhaps, paragraph describ
ing the attempted suicide Of womsu-
named go
DsIphnel James, you read it2 James
James you will see il it can be our child
James you will forgive her nowI
And the poor, helpless figure wri,hed
as if the poor mother would have thrown
herself at her husbands feet.
You thought too, be said huskily,
Yes, yes, jane was going to go, bat now
You will go. You will see if our darling
our Delphinr, has been driven to such
mad mi cry Us to Try aud take the life We
cherished 50 tendery. James you will
go?
Della, You must try to be calm, cried
her husband. frightened at the terrible sg
ltslion, so much more pitiful from ner in
ability te move except above her waist.
1t was awful TO see the white, thin fingers
twisting and working, the pale face SO sg
onized, Literally afraid to tell his lidiugs,
James Bernard took the little figure in his
arms.
II You will be auiot, love, be said, will
tell you good news
She was quiet enough then, lying pant
ing WITH txbsuslIln 10 her husbands
arms
Tben you knowl he gssped
| have been to the hospital,
And is it not our Delphine2
Della, 1t is our Drlphin,l
OF, James j amesI sud here the tears
broke forth and the Invslil shook with
sobs.
Oar Delphlne, Della
Dying9
Thsuk Heaven, mol She has bad hours
Of unconsciousnes, but is ralionsl again
and she knew me. Her illness nov is not
dangerous, only the ensct OF 80 wth a
choking sob: ST. 'rS.tlotl
Ou, James -J.mesl
She osn be uur4ed back to lie.
Ihere2
Can you bear i, Della, she is berel
And not with me2 Oh, bow osu you
Keep her from her moihefp
In answer the cry, james B-rnsri left
he room, motiouing Jane to follow hin.
Jnly few moments later be returned.
lsIt supporting, half c.rrying, weak,
rem bling woman, who sank, half l.inting,
nto her mothers arms.
There was a long silence, broken only
y the voice Of MIR. Barnard, speaking
ow, c.ressing words aud murmurs IN al &!
Eer, faint aud low, bat full Of tender z
.ess
Tuen Jane appeared, asking:
Is there 20 weloome Tor my bonnie boz,
be darling with grandpi's eyer
Add glad greeting foil wed the pain
a., yet joyful meeting betseen the par il
ut' aud the loos los, child, Il
II was .i story Dslphins Hollis told
o tymTa'hlzrug lIstensrs; but toe mlser II
Sc, the ttAIs Of tae ua,oved wiie we're I
oiteuei 10 the wldos's recital aud over Il
be dead vas sptead mantle Of gentle y
bsrity aud i5resiv be.s. q
D.uuer Mrs. Beraard. J.as s.id, al Il
ast, snd Tha1ksgiuug
A4d vulls sle Get the iuv.llj's table, a
.ma' B-rusfd eseo,t d Delpbioe 10 The ?
Ioios room to preside over toe bonuti'ul Il
sps pryrIied there Sith bestt iuII Of IL
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