The Yale expositor., 1902-12-26

while ago, but want you 10 take
No 20 him rnw want 20 kneel at
hiA feet and sue for pardon" gut
the doctor shook his head.
DO not tell me he is dead, doctor;
it cannot be. Let me die. too" ana
she graspcd az her bosom. tearing on
lcr fnery In her desperate clutch az
Aer throat. With a strong hand the
doctor restrained her and forced
down another soothing mixture.
Madam" said he when she had
become calmer. your husband is
de!irious. IL required strong meas
ures TO prevent his killing himself.
he Is stu violent ard may not re-
cover his senses before morning. HIS
constant cry Is Charlotte! Char.
lotte'" mingled with pitiful demands
:cr baby"
Take me 20 him. doctor. | can
cire him am the only One-do you
not understand? | am his Charlotte
lie wants me and must go % him"
Sac arose and went out, the doctor
following lie placed her In the can.
and together they drove TO the hos
pital.
Il was a p!tiful sight. The doctor
Folding a lady with a strong. restrain
ing hand TO prevent her throwing
hersclf upon the form OF man who
lay grasping at his throat and crying.
Charlotte! Charlotte. Come back
to me. Charlotte; you have killed me.
Ny heart Is broken, and ! loved You
so You did not mean what you
wrote. dld you. Charlotte? How cold
everything is. You said never loved
you. but you were SO ouecrly beauti.
fdl that / was afraid 90 let you SEQ
my heart. II Is bursting with lOv0
fCr You. Charlotte. Come. my wife"
and he opened wide his eyes. into
v hich tee woman. tearing herself
away from all restraint. cast herself,
and. winding her arms around his
neck. laid her cheek close 10 his.
Under the hypnotic influence of her
presence, the rawlings ceased and
nrally slumbcr came. The wife re-
husbands arms. and 20 they were left
alone.
In the crisp. early morn. tho bells
Of an adjoining church rang out their
merry ChrlstmGs peais and awoke
the patient, who sat up aud looked
around.
Where am l?' he asked. rubbing
O.
Christmas bells! I have had a hide.
ods dream A. Caarlotte," He lard
his hand caressinEly upon Tint bowed
road and whispered: Charlotte. have
you come back to me? Am dream.
lug?"
NO, husband. not now. Edward.
husband, | am not worthy TO call you
So"
Come here to my heart. Charlotte,
my wife and he claspcd her close
to his breast But where am I? /
hear the Christmas bells thought
rcycr 90 hear them again. What has
happened Charlotte"
Edward, my husl ard. you have
been ill. and YOU have been dreaming.
Eut rot now. dear. Il is real that
an by your side. and the Christmas
bells are real. Listen. they are tell.
Ing you how much | love you"
With their arms around each other
they listened To- the bells which spoke
to thcm in a language that could not
be misunderstood. Edward Dal.!ng
recovered hrally, but his was a dcs.
Tcrate chance and left him feeble for
mauy months. lie never knew posi-.
lively whether the letter he found on
his wfc's table. announcing tlat sho
did rot love him. and that she. was
about 10 depart 10 a foreign land 10
tnd happiness with Richard Talbot
vas a dream or a reality His wifes
constant tenderness and unwavering
devotion finally blotted Il from his
mind On every Christmas morning
they never fail 10 sit In silence with
ClaspeJ hands, listening TO the bells