The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1904-03-03
trembling fingers eagerly grasped the

the indispensable basket which the
peasant carries, without changing her
clothing, Mother Nanette fastened
toward the station and travelled the
whole night to Paris.
On Monday noon she stepped out
of the train at the station, and, con-
fused by the stream of travellers, made
her way into the street. Worn out by
the exertion and her tears, she stood
by the baggage room and knew not
which way to turn. She was like a
poor, lost dog hiding in corner.
But suddenly she recollected herself
and gathered her courage. She dare
not waste a moment, for Jean lay dy-
ing. and she must go to him in time.
A baggage man went by and she asked
him:
'Ah, please, where is the Charity
hospital?"
He threw a curious look on her
picturesque costume.
That is far, little mother; you
would never find it; the best way is to
take a cab"
"Ah, yes" she replied hastily.
Very well; then wait" He signed
to driver. Drive this poor woman
to the Charity hospital"
THAT will be 80 SOUS" said the
driver
Mother Nanette gave him two francs
and begged, BE quick
Some minutes later the cabman set
her down at the hospital that she saw
with beating heart. Would she find
her child still living? A man wearing
a uniform stopped her when she tried
to enter.
You must come later; this is not
the visiting hour"
The old woman wrung her hands.
Have pity, sir. l have come from
my village-it is so far. I have
travelled the whole night because my
child lies dying and have only him."
The man looked at her and was
touched by the old face on which was
painted such great anxiety.
Very WELL" he said in gentler tones
GO to the right"
A young man wearing doctors
apron passed near her, and timidly she
asked where was Jean Tantia. The
intelligent face of the young man
frightened.
Jean Tantia? All, yes; No. %;
that is my room. 1 take care of him.
Are you indeed his grandmother"
Agitation choked the old woman.
She nodded affirmatiyely
"Ah, the poor young man." continued
the physician joyf"lly, that will dc
him more good than all the prescrip-
tions of all the celebrated physicians
He had not hoped that you would b.
able to come. Follow me, but softly,
he is sleeping. That will be beauti-
full awaking when he sees his old
grandmother. l believe he will soon
get we'll now"
With hearty, comforting words he
led the old woman to the bed of her
grandchild, and Mother Nanette, who
until now had scarcely wept, felt hot
drops moisten her eyes. Softly the
physician drew the curtain aside and
the old woman saw thin face with
closed eyes that looked nearly as white
as the bed cover.
That was her Jean, her beautiful
her, was strong as an oak. Suddenly
the sick one awoke, opened his eyes
and believed it was a dream when he
saw the dearly loved one.
mo, no, it is not dream" declared
the physician; lit is your grandmother.
Now, good woman, embrace the young
man, but do not talk. l shall sit by
the door,"
The grandmother no longer felt the
tears which ran down her cheeks; she
bent and pressed her trembling lips on
the thin face while two thin arms
clasped her neck and a trembling
voice, which appeared to come from
distance, stammered, Grandmother!
ali, grandmother"
How did you manage to come here,
grandmother" asked the sick one,
later.
The old woman told an innocent lie:
Il had savings; see there"
She opened the basket and showed
the gold in her open hand, while Jean
laughed delightedly.
That is all right" said the physi-
clan, with that you can take him
home. Keep quiet now; am response
BILE for his recovery" Then he with
drew on tiptoe, while Jean fell back in
happy slumber
But Mother Nanette remained sitting
at the head of the bed. her basket on
her knees, and blessed the Offering to
which she owed the life of her loved
grandchild.-N. Y. Sun.
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