Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1903-09-18

neeQS rest.
Later in the afternoon. when the sun
sent It's blood-red lances through the clos
ed blinds of that stately flower scented
drawing room, the widow Courtlandt
found herself alone with the bride. Ap-
preaching the chair where Claire lay APP
parently lost in a day dream, the lady
said with tender solicitude:
'Will you not retire to your room and
rest you, my dearY
Claire raised her heavy eyes with
total absence Of expression as she re-
Piled:
Thank you, madam, am resting
here"
"Are you suffering?"
mo; am only weary. I may say so
now, l suppose" with faint smile,
"since the comedy is over
Bending over her, Mrs Courtlandt
pressed her lips lightly upon the pallid
brow.
II admire your bravery" she said.
~ have need of considerable yet"
murmured Claire, Gin order to face the
enemy"
1.-The enemy! Whom do you meanT'
"Those who wish me dead"
"My dear child, my fondest hope and
dearest wish are to win you back to life
and health. l would give the last drop
of blood in my veins to see you we'll and
happyV
you have a kind heart, madam
There entered ut that moment a little
child with a marvelously beautiful face,
great, wondering eyes and ringlets Of jet
black hair that touched his waist With
a glad cry he opened his tiny, dimpled
arms and ran to tho elder Mrs. Court
landt.
"Grandmar' he cried, affectionately,
Nesting in that lady's arms.
''Who is this childT' demanded Claire.
Can you not guess? He calls me
grandmother"
Attracted by her voice, little Leon
walked shyly to Claire, exclaiming:
"Oh, what pretty, white lady! Won't
you take me in your lapT
Claire stopped and cast her arms about
him.
Il cannot lift you, my darling" she
fatered, after valiant effort; Il am
not strong enough"
With glad alacrity Mrs. CourtIandt
raised the boy and placed him on Clare'a
lap, while the latter murmured, kissing
the sweet lips:
Yes these are his features, his eyes
his son!' and with sudden access of af-
lection, gathering the child to her bosom,
"and my sonr
"My mamma" faltered the child, with
n puzzled expression.
Eyes, Leon" said Claire; "are you not
willing? Will you not be my boy?'
Yes yes" cried the boy; II love you,
white ladyr'
With the child nesting in her bosom.
Claire suddenly raised her eyes to find
Lucian Courtlandt standing upon the
threshold of the room, silently regarding
the lovely picture, Quickly putting the
child from her, she exclaimed:
Mr.. Courtlandt, | suppose you have
come TO receive some tidings Of me- lake
your mind easy on that score; am suf-
fering horribly"
Claire, retract those cruel words"
he cried.
AS she did not speak. and in the awk-
ward pause that ensued, Mrs Courtlandt
took little Icons hand and led him to-
wards the door
"Good-by, little white mamma" lisped
the child, and then went tripping away.
Good by, good-by," sighed Claire;
then, turning to Lucian, she added
Pardon the irrita bility of an invalid l
beg you not to be offended if sometimes
I am lacking in n due sonse If NV ohlir,-
tons"
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not DE lulh,ied until am gone: would
you nave CHOSEN me, had you been tod
that could De cured she demanded.
is not the mother of your son alive|
les came the reluctant reply, she
Is allVe'
10 YOU loNe ner, OF not! Answer me-
upon your "ofu ol hohor' as gentle
man
re taiheo away from ner ana wiped
'he Deaes Oh perSplratioh from MS brow.
How much you VAL nave to say to
eaCu oIheI the Jay illcF my ueaCn.