Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1898-10-22

/ Mrs. Robson held to her lips. When the
I paroxysni was over, she lay back speech
! less, bat her eyes were full Of question
ing.
AYE, my deary, said the mother.
"Mr. Fryston's gone for him, an he'll
be here anon.
The girl tried to speak again, but the
mother held up warning hand
Hannah, Hannah, she faltered,
edo lie still. Yo're not thinkin that
yo're all the kin have, an that want
yo' to bide wi me as you can. An yo'
nun keep as quiet as d iittio mouse, 90
as to be strong when he cooms.
Hannah nodded slightly, her lips
drawing back for an instant's smile,
which showed a brief glimpse Of her
white teeth.
"Only one thing I've got to ask,
mother, !" she whispered. You told
Mr.. Fryston that be was to come ON
horseback--on the bay--so that / could
hear him frst?'
Mrs. Robson leaned over her. faye,
aye, / told him ALL" she moaned.
''Naa, for yo'r mammy's sake, lie yo'
quiet
81 will, nanny dear, If you II have
the bed pushed up close to the window.
There, I'll be still now.'
After the bed was moved she lay per-
fectly silent. The evening was gloomy,
but the dancing freight showed face
lighted with the happiness of expecta-
ton. Her mother sat beside her, holding
har vii, lnv,1 kaf hns-
The old doctor came at o'clock When
he desired Mrs. Robson to come to
the passage with him, she OWNED his
meaning and cruel pain woke at her
heart.
"I'm afraid-I'm afraid that the
end s very near" he said sit is just
leaping up of the fame. Have every
thing in readiness" He turned away,
for his chin was trembling. II can tell
you how / feel for you, Mrs. Robson, y
he added in husky voice. ''It is very
hard
II suppose that God will gil me
strength to stand it," she replied wea-
rily. IAN now, doctor, wi your leave,
I'll go back to her -
AS she turned to open the chamber
door she beard Mr.. Fryston speaking to
one of the women Down stairs. She de-
scended hastily and drew him into the
parlor, so that none might hear.
"Well, she stammered, where is
he?''
Mr.. Fryston shook his head mourn
fully. Eve no good news, )" he said.
"Young Mr.. Amberstone's away in the
south of France wi Tia his mother. -
Mrs. Robson olutched the bosom Of
her gown so violently that two buttons
flew to the floor.
"Thank yo', Mr.. Fryston, she said
quietly. "Yo've done all man could.
Yo'I pardon me if l go to her-hoo
Gamma aatlast tn night. :"
Hannah's questioning gaze met hers
as she re entered the chamber. A sharp
cry came from the scarlet lips. ooh,
mother |"
Mrs Robson tottered toward the bed.
"My pretty'' she said. "Yo've to wait.
He's coomin-he's coomin-- a-ridin on
tn galloping bay horse. p"
The girl laughed with delight.
Nanny, don't leave me till he comes.
Put your arms under my neck and your
face against mine. DON'T cry M so
happyP'
For the next hour the mother prayed
in silence. She had lied for her childs
sake, and she was asking God to accom-
plish a miracle In that hour her faith
was strong enough to move mountains.
AS the clock ON the stairs struck 8
uon,,al TO 4l,io
with horrid, choking sound. Mrs.
Robson, knowing that the end had
come, gathered her to her breast and
held her tightly
The color had left both cheeks and
lips, her head swayed slightly on the
slender neck, and in the anguish of
those last moments the mother heart
began to beat louder and louder. Pad
-pad-pad--wi just such sound
as horse's hoofs make when galloping
over grass.
Louder and louder with every instant.
Old Lizbeth, who sat on the other side
of the bed, rose suddenly, and, drawing
the window curtain, looked out into the
misty moonlight. The gardens were de-
serted-no living thing moved on the
cart track through the frost bound fields
Pad-pad-pad - pad - louder and
louder.
Hannah stirred and laughed gladly.
She thrust her arms toward the door.
"He's oome-let me 60 mammyp' she
cried. LET mo meet him in the or
chardw
The beating of Mrs. Robson's heart
ceased for awhile.
"Ah, he's herep'
Then Hannah turned her face up
ward, as if to receive her boys kiss,
and a murmur like a wood pigeons
came-her life passing as this died
away London Sketch.
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The prophets Of evil of the Tampa
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would shoot as they chose. and in the