Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1898-10-03

"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,
"do lie still. Yo're not thinkin that
yo're all the kin have, an that I want
yo' to bide wi me as you can. An yo'
mum keep as quiet as a little mouse, SO
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 so ask,
MOTHER she whispered. "Yo7 told
Mr.. Fryston that he was to come on
horseback-on the bay-so that could
hear him first?'
Mrs Robson leaned over her. "Aye,
aye, I told him all,' she moaned.
"Naa, for yo'r mammy's sake, lie yo'
quiet
81 will, nanny dear, if you'll 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
her right hand between her own palms.
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
ends very near" he said. sit is just a
leaping up of the flame. Have every
thing in readiness. - He turned away,
for his chin was trembling. 81 can t tell
you how I feel for you, Mrs Robson, -
he added in a husky voice ''It is very
hard"
81 suppose that God will gi' me
strength to stand it," she replied wea
rily. can now, doctor, wi your leave,
I'll go back to her"
AS she turned to open the chamber
door she heard 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 with his MOTHER
Mrs. Robson clutched 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'll pardon me if [ 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. cob,
mother!'
Mrs. Robson tottefsl toward the bed.
my pretty" she said. "Yo've to wait.
He's coomin-he's coomin-a-ridino on
tn galloping bay horse. -
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-I'm SO
happyG'
For the next hour the mother prayed
in silence. She had lied for her child's
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
Hannah began to cough again, this time
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 mothers heart
began to beat louder and louder. Pad
pad-pad- pad-with just such sound
as a horses hoofs make when gaIloping
over grass.
Louder aEs1 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 come-let me go, mammy!" she
cried. "Let me meet him in the Or
chard''
The beating of Mrs. Robson's heart
ceased for awhile.
''Ah, he's herei''
Then Hannah turned her face up
ward, as if to receive her boys kiss,
and a murnur like wood pigeons
came-her life passing as this died
away.-London Sketch.
Fine Behavior of the Rough Riders.
The prophets of evil of the Tampa
Bay hotel had foretold that the cowboys
would shoot as they chose, and in the
field would act Independently of their
officers. AS it turned OUT the cowboys
were the very men who waited most pa