The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1898-08-16

come ana nelp 10 nurse H6r.
81 wrote to the doctor, miss, when l
sent your note, but he has not been
here yet, and as to neighbors, miss,
there are none for mile or more .
All the morning Beatrix waited, do
ing all she could for the poor sick WON
an, and the afternoon was well ON its
way when the welcome rap, which sure
ly told of the Doctors appearance,
sounded at the door.
Beatrix literally flew to open it and
found herself face to face not with the
doctor, but with the vicar.
For the last month, ever since the
gossip about Gerald Morton-in fact,
matters had been rather strained be-
tween the vicar and his fancee, but all
was forgotten now as in the impulse
of the moment Beatrix exclaimed:
"You must not come in here, John, or
touch me- Mrs Carr has the fever''
For moment look of keen anxiety
darkened his grave blue eyes, and the
next Mr. Kenrick had folded the slight
form close i'll his arms as he murmured
brokenly, ''Trixie, my own brave dar-
ling, would you have me greater cow
ard than YOURSELF
With his arms still about her she
told him how Gerald Morton had driven
her to the cottage in the morning, add
ing, 1t was well he did, for l should
have been an hour later, and Jennie
and her mother were quite alone. =
"Trix, will you forgive me for let
ting that horrid scandal trouble me
even for one moment Dear heart, feel
l shall never forgive myself. "
Eyes will forgive you" Trix an
swered gayly, the last shadow gone
from her honest eyes, "only you must
never do it again, as the children say"
A fortnight later all Hillchester was
thrown into state of dire CONSERVATION
by the news that Beatrix Harcourt had
scarlet fever and was, moreover, SO
dangerously i'll that the local doctor al
most despaired of her life.
1t happened during one of the worst
days of Beatrix's illness that Mrs
Morris and her friend, Mrs Maynard,
were walking by the drive gate leading
to Beatrix's home To their astonish-
ment they saw a large crowd of people
waiting just outside the door-women
with babies in their arms, girls who
had stolen few minutes out of their
dinner hour, even one or two tall youths
and laboring men.
In moment the door opened, and
maidservant spoke few words to the
anxious watchers. Evidently it was
good news, for with one accord they
slowly and silently turned to go away,
and as they passed the two ladies one
woman exclaimed in broken voice,
which showed tears were not far off:
"Ah, well, if we lose her, our best
friend is gone, and that s certain. There
ain t many in this world like our Miss
Beatrix. Bless her sweet face |"
Mrs. Maynard and Mrs Morris walk
ed ON in silence. The lesson was learn
ed, though it was bitter, for each felt,
"What would these people have cared
had been in Beatrix Harcourt S placer"
But Beatrix, dangerous as her illness
was, did not die, and six months later
Hillchester was the scene of greater
rejoicing than had been known for
many long year, while the wonderful
arches with their various devices, the
glad faces of the people, the children
with their flower laden baskets and the
church bells ringing out their sweet
messages far and wide all combined to
show the love and respect which their
vicar and his bride had SO deservedly
gained in the hearts of their people
Madame.