New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1897-03-21

oIvors c,od ,hot Albert was with US. 1t was en-
tirelv nronor for him to penetrate those hys'e'i-
Gus precincts. cot,
I entered the din parlor and sat dCwn ie''
desolate and forsaken. was now deo'"r''
| had not remained with my friend III ''''''
If trains had been going often betWee" '"' WV
places. would have gone back II WAS Nv" P"'
the middle Of the afternoon ""'
weary; the world was black To me-
Somebody was coming down the SUMS
body hurried through the open door"ay-so"e-
body Rugged me and exclaimed;
ooh I'm ca glad. | began to fear Something
had happened I've worried about you no emu
I've felt mean-Ive -
Rooder II was Amabel; fresh and smilifg anu
rested. and really quite radiant. kisseo hei do
II hadn't seen her for month. FOR one "o-
nent I forgot that it better to nave ones
weight evenly diviled upon the horse.
But she hadn't forgotten
"You can't think what luck I've had. she went
on ITS perfect ht-it's just a love OF IL oo'e-
and shall be so happy IT. il. I'll make you one
perhaps l ought to speak in the plural-ii MAKE
some for you-and perhaps we can iind aho'her
mans saddle-anOther saddle for a man, mean
really for you. you know-you know "ha'
mean" . r.,
i thanked her and said that was not YET Iat
advanced enough. She responded hopeiuly 'nat
she that she should convert nie' Sa'
was sure that |, who was so reasonapie anu
tender hearted. would SOON he able 10 see thlnss
as she saw them. And did we have pieasah'
ride and was Albert awfully cross ana so on
1t was on the tip of my tongue to say that IL II
very easy 10 be in good spirits when you are
having your own way. but, as may nave saiu
before Amabel is very disarmng ana she Is not
selfish: she is-she is just Amabcl, and you VINO
have met her know what mean 10y that phrase,
and that il is the only phrase that Is OF any Soou
We had supper, and then we went GU. anu
wandered by the shores Of the bay, ana saw
some fishermen; and Albert n. de inquiries as To
the average amount Of cod caught 10y cape nsh-
ermen in the last five years. But Amapel ana
looked at the water. and the stars over the water
and at the dim shapes Of boats on the shore; ana
we smelled the heavy scent of the syrlng6 dos
sons and decided that orange blooms hau not d
more enhancing fragrance.
As we came back toward the hotel we passed
through a narrow lane where the odor OF ish
was very strong. and where at one OF the open
doors a woman sat with baby In her arms. The
baby was making a little wailing noise and the
mother was trying to sing to it, and her singing
was broken by sobs.
Amabel stopped: - ] stopped also.
rs the baby sick" asked Amabel
Yes. maam. The doctor said'-here pause
then another ATTEMPTING SAID she couldh i've
more'n twenty-four hours
"Ohw said Amabel softly-she seemed TO hes-
tate Then she went through the bit OF Hover
garden where the stalks of the tiger lily grew
almost as rank the pgweed The garden
was not more than ten feet wide; leaned on the
fence !,
Let me take her minute" said my friend in
a voice that knew went straight TO the mother
heart You must he 50 tired ,
II amt slep fer three days n nights" was the
response but that amt no matter n stan
that"
She rose as Amabel extended her arms. Amabel
took the baby and sat down in the mother
place on the doorstep. She held the chlld cloSe
IA her gazing down at it, In the half darkness
the tiny face looked as white. ana almost as
formless, a splash OF snow on Amapels ; shoul-
der The head moved piteously TO and FRO
The mother stood leaning against the frame or
the door, her eyes on the child
She's ben movin' her head jes Ike mat ever
sence mornin'," she said.
She bent over and touched the babys cheek
with her finger. Then she seemed 10 fall In
heap at Amabel's knees and To cover there
slight wind stirred the syringa bush That was
growing in the next yard; the blossoms nodded
in the air, and, their perfume came strongly 10
mo II was June. June opulent with hfei nut
this poor morsel of humanity was drifting away
from il all. Did she care? Would she ever IN
some other world. care that her time had been so
short in thisg -
/ wished that | could do something, nut l
could only stand there.
The tide was softly ebbing out; the deep bay
looked shallow now. 80
Amabel holding her burden carefully with one
arm reached out her other hand and put II on
he woman's shoulder go
"shH' she said softly. you've got to bear it,"
The woman covered still nearer ana leaheu
her head on Amabels knees.
I'VE all haze to bear things said my friend
ooh | KNOW know, was the response linen
suddenly and bitterly: you spose there's a
God don't yOu?'
yes. yes
The woman sat upright. She flung tight shut
hand above her head.
Then all I'VE got to say is He's "A meaner crit
ter m any of u.s. she cried. 'Iie takes all my
babies What does he want Of EN-? Jes tell me
that What does He want Of EN-? He's killed
three-this 5 the fourth. OH on
Something more came inarticulately from her
lips.
81 d.know. Drunk somewhere" with an in
describably bitter tone.
Drunk? Now"
II was who said this. and then repented.
But the mother did not apparently hear.
/ poor thing. Poor thing" Amabe spoke in
half whisper
/ Don't We pity me. Don't ye pity me. | can't
stan that now. Folks round here don't pity me
/ much Dave was drinkin' brute when | mar
red him They say it's good nough for me.
7 d'know what possessed me But the ncighbors
we BEN good to me- Mis- Lyon sat up with me
las night 80
/ The words ran on In duh monotone. All tho