The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1898-11-25


er ahd deepening the childishness Of
Jud's wistfu. eyes.
Seems like Ephraim's stories amt
nigh so funny as they used to be-" said
Elihr Stafford with shake of his gray
head. Guess he mopes after that gal
of his'n; never's seen the inside of her
house yit. The whole family feel it
pretty much. guess"
"Where does Lizzie live, mother?"
asked Judson one day. Cant l go
there? want to see her."
But his mot her had answered him so
sharply, Jud had gone away to his lit
tie room and cried. No one ever spoke
sharply to Judson.
And Elizabeth mourned, too. AZ
feetiouate, -dutiful and loving as she
was. the 0Idering of old ties was
deeply painful. She wanted her moth
er: her dear old. patient father; simple
Jud with his pure. child's soul; she
wanted them all, even Jim and An
drew. Godfrey Dillingham; read his
wife's heart we'll, marked the sadness
of the sweet face, but he kept silent.
November with its short days passed
rapidly away, until it lacked but two
weeks till Thanksgiving.
Ephraim Tracy came home one
night bearing live turkey.
For the lands sake, father" cried
his wife. as she came out to investigate
the muffled gobble, what did you get
a live one for?"
"This is fer Lizzie, mother" replied
the cid man. 81 got it early SOS to ia +
10 h, To-
can Luy plenty of 'em. but she'll relish
the one father sends her most"
Mrs. Tracy brushed away sudden
tear.
$50 she would, father" she an
| swered, softly.
S" the turkey was penned securely
in the yard and fed so much by watch
| full Jud that it threatened to burst
before the eventful day arrived.
Elizabeth, in her home, seemed to
grow paler and slighter these short
| November days. Her and. coming
homo one night, found her shiverIng
over the library fire.
what is it, Elizabeth?" he asked,
| anxicusly.
Il don't know" answered his wife,
her teeth chattering, "only I'm so
cold. Godfrey"
So cold. He went up to her and
pushed back the lovely hair from the
white forehead.
"Ycu'd better go upstairs, Lizzie
he said. tenderly.
They put her to bed shortly after
that, but before morning sharp pains
set IL and doctor was hurriedly sent
for.
A. the fever rose she grew light
headed and babbled on about father.
Jud. and Andy, too. She thought she
was at home again, living again he:
simple, humble life.
what is it, doctor?" her husband
whispered, great fear Juggling at his
heart.
inflammation of the lungs" the
doctor had answered briefly.
So, in tina: luxurious room, the strug-
BILE began, the life and death angel
closing in combat. Godfrey Dilling-
ham in the terribly trying days that
followed, bending over that slight, be-
loved form, realized for the first time
what his sir had been; the misery he
| must have caused his wife, the pride
thai had blinded him to all parental
claims. With old Martin Chuzzlewit,
he could but exclaim: "Self-self-
self" And now she would die and
leave him.
He walked to the window and looked
across the bare and frozen fields.
"And they have loved her. too" he
murnured. "Oh, Eliza beth. nv wife.
only live. and l will make it up a thou
SAND times"
He would send for them now, he
whispered. AS if in answer to his
thought, the kindly physician raised
his eyes.
Better telegraph for her parents"
he said. "She will reach the crisis be-
fore twenty-four hours, and she may
not rass it,
Ephraim Tracy was in the back yard
divesting his plump turkey of eathers
when the telegram came. Jud stood
gathering up the feathers for 6uster
can't it fat, Juddie?" said the old
man gleefuliy, land won't our Lizzie
lik. it?''
Before Jud could frame an answer.
Mrs. Tracy came out and held up the
yellow sheet.
Father. father" she cried. trem-
blingly, "a dispatch has come from
Dexter. and Elizabeth is dangerously
sick
jim and Andrew went too.
eff Godfrey Dillingham; thinks I'm
pOini. to Stay away he's mist q Een {"