The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1904-03-26
CHAPTER XII.


bell had battle to fight with brain fever
or with a strange delirium which was
akin to 1t. When she came back to Der
ser, she lay as powerless as Grandmother
Eastbell at st. Oswald's, of whom she
hrst thought, along with the feeting fan,
cy that she was in one of the wings OF
the almshouses, and that the old woman
was not far away. A fortnight had pass
ed then, and the face of the nurse had
almost died out Of her memory.
u. How-is--grandmotherW she asked
with difficulty, and pausing at each word.
"She is Wells.
"Will - you er-that-I'm-
better, pleaseP'
"Yes."
Sarah Eastbell remained satisfied with
the promise, and was silent for awhile.
She slept a great deal that day and the
next, and ate but little, and it was doubt
&ul whether the complete prostration
which followed would not terminate the
odd life of Second-cousin Sarah.
The woman who attended upon her,
ana who she began to recollect was the
Hreworkers-maker's sister, was kinder
Than she had ever been, and watched
her with great gravity of interest as she
lowered on the border-land of life and
death.
Lucy talked to her also with strange
aarnestness Of those divine truths which
are not to be dwelt upon in the pages of
q story book, and Sarah Dastbell listen.
pa with reverence.
Reuben Culwick advanced on tiptoe
Ento the room, and walked to the bedside
ot his cousin, whose face frightened at
the sight of him. She was very weak,
and could not reach her hand toward
aim, but there was a faint smile of well
come on her wan face.
well, Sarah-better, I hope?" he
said, In the cheeriest voice he could as
sumo. "Oh, yes, you are" said Reuben,
confidently; "you have got your wits
back was at Worcester yesterday af-
tenoon."
And saw grandmother
. Il told her that you were staying at
Hope Lodge with me and the Jenningses,
for change of air; that you had not been
very well, but that I should bring you
Gown to Worcester shortly. haven't
quite done with my news yet. Sarah. do
you remember that bad sovereign Tom
asked you to change at the grocer's for
him?"
"Ah, yesr"
.Well, have been to the grocer's: T
have stated the matter with luciditv and
0loquence; l have appealed to tho gro
GERS feelings; | have made him ehed
sears over his own sugar; and he sova
That rather than prosecute, after my gen
explanation, he'll see the au-
:horlties beaten"
kaF,
mat you have TAKEN" said Sarah. "and
feel very happy now"
Then III leave you with those gensa-
ions to get strong upon"
de went down stairs, where was John
Jennings up to his eyes in powder, and
'oiored fire. and lengths" the picture Of
busy man.
where's Totsr he asked.
she doesn't 80 into the back room for
ear OF disturbing your cousin. But
ne plays In your apartments, and Lucy
ooks in and makes sure that she is hot
~ to mischief"
She is not in my room," said Reuben.
Perhaps she is in mine"
90 and see," said Reuben, peremp-
orily. +
de took turn round the back garden.
hen walked to the front of the house, +
nd stood looking up and down the street /
'1th grave earnestness. Presently John |
nd his sister came out together white '
nd scared, and Joined him on the pave '
lent. 8
shes gone! You have lost herv' he
reclaimed. n
Its-it's very strange" said John: c
but we can't find her anywhere" a
Reuben did not wait to hear any more.
ut ran at his utmost speed to the end of t
ne street, in the hope of overtakng the
tile feet that he thought might have
trayed in the direction of the market
ardens where he had been accustomed q
take her. But there was no sign NJ a
Is adopted girl and we may say at once
lat Reuben never saw her in Hone street II
gain. As suddenly as she had crossed (,
Is lie, lettering and Frightening It as
strange influence for good, 30 sud- "
enly did she pass away, leaving not a n
ace behind by which to follow her.
when he came back to Hope Lodge.
AIMED and heart-sick, when to all thu in. "
airles which he made there was onN 7
ne answer returned, that no one had m
zen poor Tots, the stern consciousness n
ame to him that he had lost her-that II
lie little daughter, friend, companion.
ould never again be as sunshine to his
ome. =,
In three weeks time Reuben Culw,ck n,
Id learned to despair. He did not know
Nv much he had loved the child TIN the IL
ouse was destitute of her presence, and h,
70 little chair stood empty In the corner
Id he could only look at it through his Il
ars. Sometimes he wished that abe nj
% died, and that he had seen her buried
Ither than have lost her thus. and he n,
It to wonder where she was, and IN IN
hose hands. he became a grave man IN
no did not care for intrusion on his
oughts, and who resented 1t with bit. al
rness.
Three weeks had passed, we repeat :"
ID they were like three years to Rem h,
n Culwick. His second-cousin was get T.
ig well then, although coming back to w
rength by slow degrees, and he was ay
ad Of that, if he showed but little NJ
N Of rejoicing In those dull DAYS. The r.
rec weeks had turned, and the fourth II,
EEK had commenced with work on the
'umpet that there was no setting aside q,
which was all the better for Reuben at
ut time, and took him out of himself m