Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1901-08-08

CONDON, GILLIAl
my CONS, tell him 10 promise never again
10 touch the deadly poison
Here she became too much exhausted
10 say more. and soon after fell into 4
quiet sleep. When she awoke her father
was sitting across the room, with his
head resting upon the window sill, while
her own was piliowcd upon the strong
arm OF George Moreiand. who bent ten
derby over her, and so0thed her ss be
would child. Quickly her fading cheek
glowed, and her eye sparkIed with some
thing OF It's olden light; but "Ge0rge--
George" was all she had strength 10 say,
and when Mary, who had accompanied
him, approached her she only knew that
she was recognized by the pressure Of the
little blue-veined hand, which soon drop.
ped heavily upon the connterpane, while
the eyeIids closed langnidIy. aud with
the words, "He will not come" she again
slept. but this time twas the long, deep
sleep from which she would never awak-
en-.
Slowly the shades OF night fell around
the cottage. Softly the kind.heafted
neiEhbors passed up and down the mar
row staircase. mInlsterlng first to the
dead. aad then turning aside to weep as
they looked upon the bowed man. who
with his head upon the window sill, still
sat just as he did when they told him she
was dead. Az his feet ON a little stool
was Jenny, pressing his hands, and GOV.
ering them with the tears she for his
sake tried In vain to rspress.
Al last. when Il was dark without, and
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. and Mary
Howard bathing her head and trying TO
soothe her. Before be had time to ask
q question, Jenny's arms were wound
around bis neck. and she whispered,
"Rose Is dead. Why were you so later
He could not answer. lie 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 a piece Of sculp-
tured marble. as she lay there 50 cold
and still. ard I'll! unconscious ef the scgld-
Ing tears which fell upon her face a.
Henry bent over her, kissing her lips and
calling upon her to awake aud speak 10
him once more.
When she thought he could bear II
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 swoFe 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 sale of Mr.. Lincoln's farm and coun-
try house. he also accompanied them.
Suppose you buy It," said he 70
George as they rode over the premises.
"I'd rather you'd own 1t than to see II
In the hands Of strangers
Il intended doing s0.'' answered
George. and when at night he was the
owner of the farm, house and furniture.
he generously offered II to Mr., Lincoln
rent free, with the privilege OF redeeming
Il 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 IL back.
On his return to Glenwo0d he asked
William. who was still there, how he
would like TO turn farmer for awhile.
"Oh, that'll 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-
tice law, You and IL
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. win relieve
Mrs. Lincoln entirely from care"
"Mereyr' 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.
I'VE can at least try 1t, said Mr., Lin
coin in a manner so decided that bis wife
ventured no further remonstranee, though
she cried and fretted NIL the time seem
ingly lamenting their fallen fortune more
than the vacancy which death had so re-
Gently made in their midst.
Ito be continuedJ