The Lamar register., 1899-05-17

crouchlag ~ lac wile5~ IN the ~
rays OF tha aun. answered me
what can have teecme o. Captain
DumafcieT~
Master Paui-s dead, was Jsra's an
swer: "klilsd doSn to NewSeEn iasi
year"
..You knew him. thear" cried.
startled. being unaware. you ser, t'll Ne
spoke that had uttered my though
aloud
yah, yahi burst out JeEa. "fcssoa
did. marSier: used to ions TO him
me an all my folks.
You, Paul Dumarcle's s.aye' Ani
Helen's nov p
eNo. sir. Mss Helen mover would
own wedem- Tell us TO go North. and
when she cum stIcs 70 her Close. yea
bet. But 'spsct own myself. now
replied Jem with another langE and 4
mixture OF negro pa,ots and Yankee
slang in hts speech
You do, 0f course. Je1. for his Ia;
remark vas hall qasstiaa. 'there are
no slaves here But was CaptNin Du-
mareie in the army
Yes. sir Long OF the Couieter-
ates. wher be Killed Miss Heller
come North 70 got his body. ard, On
how she weep when she hud he besn
buried many days. she nesesr 81
back any more She been here ee3rf
since. and Jem with her
AIR ! said. But I ~ very
thirsty. WIN you bring ne drink-
Jemr" would not question ssEyaai.
but had received iatormztioa cnouEs
20 think about for one day.
Helen vas a widow. them Hos
lonely she Sas. and ~ha, hard, hard
HE after the years OF luxury she had
enjoyed in her southern hosnsl
A few days aftsrwArd, when ! was
nearly we'll enough 70 be discharges.
Helen spoke to me OF herself sss told
me o; the dreadful parting that vas
anal OF her journey northwArd shes
I tldinss OF her husbands death cane
/ and finding oniy the grave shers htz
nutilated remains we're laid dAya y.
/ fore.
My little Phllllp died but = month
before" she said. -and I had no loEssf
any tie TO bIna me Ny dream o, love
and home vas past, Stern. sorrovfnl
realities presented themselves. irtcl-
iisen; nurses we're wanted, and rc-
solved to take ny place snoHE then
Ny life is dedicated to the work
But. Helen. you need not sacrifice
your life, You are looking pale Ani
xorn. when my mother comes 20 take
me home. 20 with us. You kuoS bow
welcome you viii be
u thank you. chArisy.' she an
sWered, as Il something IN my words
had recalled our youth. eaiiias me By
the old. familiar nspe. but zy NgrS
Il here: eanno; leave H. After the
war is over. perhaps. q ! live ii!l
then
Her tone was very sad. ba; she
looked up a. she paused. and touch
ing smile. full Of reslSnRtioa and hope.
da~ned over the marble p.silor Of her
face. She rose up and vent away.
when my mother came abe ADDED
her entreAties to mine, and even some
I thing Of the authority which Der Asr
and long friendship Justified B1;
Z Helen. With warm thanks. put her
aside. as she had done ne. Her work
was there. she said: she could not
leave H. And so we left her to hsr
patient rounds and mournful dulles
went home crippled man No
more Of outward striving life for me,
no dreams and successes. no ambitions
10 be realized. The future seemed =
dreAr blank. FELL into a morbid state
thoughts iutroverted self prominent.
bitter. uneharftable. unrcasoning /
supposed / was grateful to Helen but
4 often found myself wishing she had
let me die. And. as ] could not yet
hold a pen in my left hand. made
that an excuse for not writing 10 her.
when either Of my sisters would gladly
have written for me. and often dld
| write on their own account. and
thanked her over and over again for
preserving to them the brother. who
had been too suilen and bearish to
deserve such Kindness ever since his
return. Helen answered briefy-her
time was so occupied-but she said
little about herself
II came upon us all with a great
shock. then. when, about two months
| after my return home. the papers
brought US tidlngs OF her death.
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