Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1903-04-17

cnllu illness, death and burial, June was
happily unconscious. She knew nothing
of Toms agonized face, as he came in
with hushed steps and haggard eyes from
that other chamber where half his hopes
lay dead-from the little waxen figure
that it would have broken June's heart to
see. This anguish at least she was spar
ed.
When the funeral was over poor Tom
used to creep up to the nursery and sit
with his face in his hands. Sometimes he
would take up one Of little Toms toys,
and then, poor fellow, ne would burst
into terrible passion of dry sobs. When
he came down he would go on tiptoe into
his wife's room and look at her in dumb
despair. "
After the twenty-frst day June took a
turn for the better. For the first time she
looked at Mrs. Trevanion with recogni-
ton in her eyes, and put out a wasted
waxen hand to her.
"Have l been ill.," she asked, in Ian
guild voice.
You will soon be well now, dear child"
answered Mrs. Trevanion, in her cheeriest
tones.
where is Tom?" she asked, presently.
would you like to see him"
June made gesture of assent, and Mrs.
Trevanion went to fetch him.
But" she said, as he was preparing
with alacrity to obey the summons, mot
in these Clothes" looking at the mourn
ing garments he was wearing for his lost
heir. "And it," he voice faltering, 'if
she asks for the poor darling, you must
try to command yourself, and say that he
has gone away to stay"
Tom arrayed himself in an old shooting
suit, and went on tiptoe to his wife's
room. What an eager light there was in
his honest face as he approached the bed
and once more saw recognition in the eyes
of his beloved! She smiled family and
held out her hand to him, and he took it in
his as tenderly as though it might melt
away at touch.
"Where is little Tom?' asked June
family. 81 want to see all the family"
Mrs. Trevanion saw the convulsive
working Of Toms face, and fastened tC
interpose.
'He is with his grandmother, darling,
she said, thinking sadly of Junes deat
mother; but June understood, as it was
meant she should, that he was with Mrs
Ellesmere.
"Fancy Tom letting him out of hi.
sightv' she murmured, and then sank bacl
tired, and said no more.
"Oh," said Tom, in melancholy voice
as they sat together after dinner on the
last evening, "what shall l do withou
you? l don't believe my poor little CIR
would ever have pulled through but fol
YOU"
"When she is stronger, you must tel
her." answered Mrs. Trevamon, will
tears in her eyes. "And when you tall
about your dreadful loss, it will be heart
breaking at first, but it will draw yo,
closer together afterward. And now,
looking very kindly at his grieved face
''do you feel sufficiently friendly to allow
me to take hberty?"
At this Tom jumped up, and, comins
round to her, seized her hand and held i
fast
"What in the world might you not sa,
or do?" And he took the chair besid,
her.
"You know" said Mrs. Trevanion, af
ter slight pause, when our poor darlin,
was so i'll and we did not know which wa!
it might turn, would not allow you t,
reproach yourself in any way on her &C
count; but, now that she is going to ge
quite well and strong again, you mus
be all in all to each other, just as yo,
were when first you married"
Mrs. TrevaniOn paused moment; then
looking at him very kindly and speaking
in low but resolute voice, she proceeded
"No third person ought ever to be al
lowed to come between husband an,
wife. The cause of most Of the misunder
standing between you and dear June ha
been the interference of Miss Ellesmere.
"Yes, yes" said Tom, heartily. "I an
sure you are right. But think, with poo
Agnes, 1t was what you would call wan
of tact more than anything else. How
ever" seeing the expression Of dissent OF
his friends face, ''it shall never happe
again. No -pothing-sha ever com
between my wife and me. Please Co
she gets well, she shall have 1t all he
own way"
Mrs. Trevanion smiled. II think yo
VIII UHu, Sue suiu, tnh' d une IL less ike
ly to be spoiled by too much kindness thai
by the other method. And l am quit
sure-that man as good and kind as yo
are ought to make any reasonable womaI
happy, and will do SO when left to your
SELF"
"Oh," cried Tom, deprecatingly, don
say anything about me! I'm very poo
| sort of chan I'm afraidv
mo, you are not" said Mrs. Trevar
ion, smiling and putting out her hand t
him. But you are none the worse 70
being modest and when come to sta
with you again know l shall find you tn
happiest couple in the world"
"And we will be, thanks to your erie