The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1900-01-11

"You must trust In the Lord" said
Tant' Sannie. "He can give you more
than you have lost"
II do. l dor he cried. but, oh.
have no wife! have no wifeT
Tant' Sannie was much affected and
came and stood near the bed.
TASK him IL he won't have little
pap-nice, fine, flour pap. There is
some boiling on the kitchen fire."
The German made the proposal. but
the widower waved his hand.
mo; nothing shall pass my lips. l
should be suffocated. No, mol Speak
not Of food to me!'
Pap and little brandy in." said
Tant' Sannie coaxingly.
Bonaparte caught the word.
Perhaps, perhaps-if struggled
with myself--for the sake of my duties
I might imbibe a few drops" he said,
looking with quivering lip up into the
Germans face. 81 must do my duty.
! must notY' 30.
Tant' Sannie gave the order. and the
girl went for the pap. U.s..
81 know how it was when my first
husband died. They could do nothing
with me-" the Boer woman said, It'll
had eaten sleeps trotter and honey
and little rooster cake, know"
Bonaparte sat up on the bed with his
legs stretched out in front Of him and
hand on each knee. blubbering softly.
"Oh, she was woman! You are very
kind to try to comfort me, but she was
my wife. For woman that is my
wife could live, for the woman that is
my wife l could die, for woman that
Is my wife / could All, that sweet
word wife! When viii it rest upon my
lips againY
When his feelings had subsidized lit
tie, he raised the corners Of his turned
down mouth and spoke to the German
with fabby lips.
"Do you think she understands me?
Oh, tell her every word. that she may
know thank herv
At that instant the girl reappeared
, with a basin Of steaming cruel and a
black bottle.
Tant' Sannie poured some Of it's con-
tents into the basin, stirred it well and
came to the bed.
"Oh, l can't, l can't! l shall die.
shall diev' said Bonaparte, putting his
hand to his side.
"Come, just little" said Tant' San
ME coaxingly, lust drop"
"It's too thick, it's too thick. l should
choke"
Tant' Sannie added from the contents
of the bottle and held out a spoonful.
Bonaparte opened his mouth like lit
tie bird waiting for a worm and held it
open as she dipped again and again
into the pap.
said Tant' Sannie, in whose mind the
relative functions of heart and stom-
ach were exceedingly ill defined.
When the basin was emptied, the
violence of his grief was much as
suaged. He looked at Tant' Sannie
with gentle tears.
"Tell him." said the Boer woman
''that hope he will sleep well and that
the Lord will comfort him as the Lord
only can"
"Bless you, dear friend! God bless
you" said Bonaparte.
When the door was safely shut on the
German, the Hottentot and the Dutch
woman, he got off the bed and washed
away the soap he had rubbed on his
eyelids.
"Bon," he said, Shaping his leg, you
are the cutest lad l ever came across.
If you don't turn out the old hymns
and prayers, and pummel the ragged
coat, and get your arms round the fat
ones waist and a wedding ring on her
finger, then you are not Bonaparte.
But you are Bonaparte. Bon, you're a
fine boyv'
Making which pleasing reflection, he
pulled off his trousers and got into bed
cheerfully.