Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1904-07-08

wish yourselves There is room for
each of you beside me here on the
sofa, or will Dora play something
sweet and low to charm away the
4, darkness while Loire and | sit here
together"
Before they could answer her, how
ever, quick steps sounded on the
piazza, the outer door was opened, and
young Green entered the room where
the elder woman sat Mrs Green arose
in haste, her face suddenly paling.
Charlie, what is the matter?'
Don't be frightened. mother" Char
lie said, hurriedly with a quick glance
around the room, taking her hands in
his. sit down Where is Miss John
son and her cousin? Dunwiddie wires
that Johnson has had a relapse and
can live but twentyfour hours. Do
lores-Dolores must not know-yet.
She can not get to him, and it would
do no good
A dead silence reigned through the
rooms for a moment, then the lace
curtains were drawn aside from the
distant window, and Dolores came
out; she had unconsciously pushed
Dora's hands from her arm and stood
alone with the darkness around her.
the light of the faded sunset setting
her in outline against the window.
She crossed the room with no sign of
haste, and stood before Mrs. Green.
Il must go to my father" she said.
Her voice was perfectly even, but
the words were slow, as her lips were
stiff
God forgive mel" young Green ex-
claimed. under his breath, clenching
his hands at his side. Mother, why
did you not tell me? Why did you
not tell mel" turning fercely upon
Mrs. Allen in the darkness, in sudden
distrust of her, her subtle words re-
turning to him, losing half their mean
ing.
Mrs. Green took the girls hand in
hers, and her voice was tender as
mothers when she spoke.
Loire" she said softly. She liked
the tender name. Loire, my dear"
Dolores interrupted her.
81 must go to my father" she re-
peated, in the same set voice, her eyes
not moving from Mrs. Green's face.
How can | go?"
you cannot 60" Mrs. Green said,
gently. dear; not just now; there is
no way to go until midnight. then
the train will be due here, and Charlie
and Mrs Allen will take you there"
Il must go to my father she said,
at once. Tell me how to get there,
please"
There is no way but the train at
midnight" he replied.
But 1 must go now" she said,
gravely; IF there is any way. Could
we not go on horses? | must CO."
He shook his head slowly Even
starting now and taking the fastest
horses in the stables we could get
there only half an hour sooner, and
the ride would be too exhausting for it
to pay. We will wait Miss Johnson,
and take the train and be in time-I
am sure we will be in time. Do not
worry. l would get you there if it
were possible, believe me-Dolores.
1t was the old voice and the old tone
of uttering the sad name She gave
no sign that she heard, but she heard.
She said nothing as she turned from
him, and went out of the room like one
in a dream-went out of the room and
up the stairs to her room, but the tone
and the one low word followed her,
like a note of tenderness, through her
stony sorrow And when she had gone
young Green turned to his mother, like
a boy, in his sore distress, and she, |
comforted him.
Then he left the room and Dora
went up after Dolores. and the time |
dragged on leaden feet ere the time !
came for them to go to the train, when |
Dolores came down the wide staircase |
like spirit in her trailing black dress
and bonnet, her face more pallid than |
the light of the moon on the noun
tains. Dora was behind her, but she |
seemed to notice no one, but passed |
out on to the steps of the piazza where
young Green and Mrs. Allen were
waiting for her, as though she were
moving machinery and not through |
any wish of her own.
"Such an unheard of thing. going
off like this in the dead of night" Mrs.
Allen said, sharply, showing her heart
or the moment in her anger. Thank
heaven Dora isn't like her"
Hush, Nurse Allen. If I were half
Is brave as Loire would be the
,roudest girl in the world. l could not
10 what she has, for my father for
Ill love him as I do" And Dora's