The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-12-19
WHEN MARJORIE REMEMBERED.
STORY OF cHRsrMAs7rDE BY ANNIE HAMILTON DoNNELL

It's an unusual case-an unusual |
case, my dear sir, he said in his stilted \
professional tone. THE shock was so /
severe-it is seldom one loses tour chill !
dren at g single blow. And then her |
terrible illness that followed-it sanped !
,.sr constitution and put a tremendous |
hindrance on natures method of cure. /
the cure is delayed immensely-im- /
mensely. BY the way, GRAHAM, are the |
servants all trustworthy, eh?"
/ He wheeled about and put the ques-
ton abruptly. Marshall Graham awoke |
from his deep preoccupaion.
''Perfectly-every one of EN-, doctor"
/ he said briskiy. Il can trust them
votedly attached to Marjorie-to Mrs.
! Graham
Good That's of the utmost fmpor-
lance. Hunor her, do theyi FAN in
with all her vagaries about the chill
dren?"
"An Poor things, it's terrible for
them, too They were all so fond of
the-the-little ones.''
rs the chiIdren's nurse still with
you?"
roxy? O yes-Mrs. Graham will not
think of letting her go. She is waiting
for them to come home
The little mans voice broke pitifully
ward the door.
Good morning, DOCTOR he said over
his shoulder. He shut the door behind
him and his heavy steps sounded down
the long hall. But DR.. Sperry was at the
outer door second later and called
him back. The big white right hand
was held out to him, and when it got
the little, nervous, tense one in it's
grasp how it gripped.
.sCzcod dow Gro y m was nj tho dOo-
tor said, but the little mans heart was
lighter in proportion to the tingling of
his hand, and he went away home with
footsteps that rang less heavily ON the
stone pavements.
Marjorie Graham, his pale, sweet
wife, met him at the door. She was
: holding out both hands in welcome.
oh, Marshall, have you come at
last?" she cried, and here I've been
waiting and waiting. You bad boy, to
stay so longi" She drew him into the
hall and blew the flecks of snow from
his shoulders and patted his face
gently. He saw at once the look Of
delightful secrecy on her face and
steeled himself for what he knew must
come.
Marjorie Graham was talI-half a
head above him-and delicately frail
The rings OF soft hair lying on her
brow were almost white but she was
very far from old. Her whole aspect
was happily eXpectant. A stranger
looking at her sweet, pleasant face
would have told himself she must be
expecting some beautiful happening
and the stranger would have been
right Marjorie Graham was expect
ing her four little dead children to
come home in a few days. She was
4 getting ready for them. Only the rest
less, wistful eyes betrayed any men
hardly apparent to ordinary notice.
I've got a secret ia tell you-and
something want you to do the sweet
voice cried gayly in his ear.
g You didn't know-you funny, absent
minded boy not to-that next Satur-
days Christmasi Christmas, do you
;, hear. Marshall Graham? TO think
had to tell you. And the children com
~ ing Just in time, Those people-whert
they are, you know''-the puzzled lool
II in her eyes--"must have planned JUS
: right They must have remembered
% Christmas, if you didn't, forgetful boy
n I'm so thankful-why, Marshall Ora
4 ham. what kind of a Christmas would
n it be without the children. And tina
q makes me think of the rest of it. That.
e the secret, and now what I want you
II to do is-can't you guess?''
II She tilted her head and looked at hin
/ archly. He made q brave attempt a
smiling and shook his head.
ii Cant do it, ma'am. I'm not as goot
a guesser as l am forgotten
', WELL then, take your wife out il
the sleigh to choose a Christmas tree,
,e she cried. That's what. You took m
last year and the year beforehand be
d fore-and before. Oh, most back t.
the flood. Did you think you were go
= ing to get off this year? Not a bit 0
IS it. sir. Wen go right after lunch
way out in the country, you know. In