The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1901-08-09

lights were burning upon the table. there
was a sound OF some one at the gate,
and in a moment Henry stepped across
the threshold. but started and turned
pale when he saw his mother In violent
Mysteries upon the lounge, aud Mary
Howard bathing her head and trying to
soothe her Before he had time TO ask
a question, Jenny's arms were wound
around his neck, and she whispered,
Rose Is dead. Why were you so later
He could not answer He had nothing
to say, and mechanically following his
sister he entered the room where Rose
had died. Very beautiful had she been
in life, and now, far more beautiful in
death, she looked like piece Of sculp.
tured marble, as she lay there so cold
and STILL and all unconscious Of the scald-
ing tears which fell upon her face as
Henry bent over her. kissing her lips and
calling upon her to awake and speak to
him once more.
When she thought he could bear Il
Jenny told him OF all Rose had said, and
by the side Of her coffin, with his hand
resting upon her white forehead, the con-
science stricken young man swore that
never again should ardent spirits OF any
kind pass his lips, and the father. who
stood by and heard that vow, felt that II
It were kept, his daughter had not died
in vain.
The day following the burial George
and Mary returned to Chicopee, and as
the next day was the one appointed for
the sale OF Mr.. Lincolns farm and coun-
try house, he also accompanied them.
Suppose you buy it," said he to
George as they rode over the premises.
"Pd rather you'd own it than TO see 1t
in the hands of strangers"
II intended doing so,' answered
George, and when at night he was the
owner of the farm, house and furniture,
he generously offered 1t to Mr.. Lincoln
rent free, with the privilege OF redeeming
it whenever he could.
This was so unexpected that Mr.. Lin
coin at first could hardly find words TO
express his thanks, but when he did he
accepted the offer. saying, however, that
he could pay the rent, and adding that
he hoped two or three years Of hard labor
in California, whittier he intended going,
would enable him to purchase it back.
On his return to Glenwood he asked
William. who was still there, chow he
would like to turn farmer for awhile"
"Oh, thhtll be nice" said Jenny, whose
love for the country was as strong as
ever. "And then, Willie. when pa comes
back we'll go to Boston again and prac-
tfce law, you and p
Jenny looked up in surprise while Will
liam asked what he meant. Briefly then
Mr.. Lincoln told OF Georges generosity
and stating his own intentions Of going
to California, said that in his absence
somebody must look after the farm, and
he knew of no one whom he would as
soon trust as William
William pressed the little fat hand
which had slid into his, and replied that,
much as he would like to oblige Mr.. Lin
coin, he could not willingly abandon his
profession in which he was succeeding
even beyond his most sanguine hopes.
But" said he, IL think | can find good
substitute in Mr.. Parker, who is anxious
to leave the poorhouse. He is an honest
thorough going man, and his wife. who is
an excellent housekeeper, will relieve
Mrs. Lincoln entirely from care"
Mercy" exclaimed the aforementioned
lady, II could never endure that vulgar
creature round me. First I'd know she'd
want to be eating at the same table. and
| couldn't survive that"
Mr.. Lincoln looked sad. Jenny smiled,
and William replied that he presumed
Mrs. Parker herself would greatly prefer
taking her meals quietly with her hus.
band In the kitchen.
''We can at least try It" said Mr.. Lin
coin in a manner so decided that his wife
ventured no further remOnstrance, though
she cried and fretted all the time, seem
ingly lamenting their fallen fortune more
than the vacancy which death had so re-
Gently made in their midst.
CTo De continued.l