The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1904-01-21

standing az the little window In their
parlor looking but upon -the busy
street Dora. who had come 10 her
upon receiving the telegram o: her
uncle's death. was In the inEer room
with Mrs. Alien and the doctors and
one or two of the attendants.
Her fa.hor was rdead--dcad. Never
before had she seen death. She knew
absolutely nothing about any other
life. about anything beyond thc DAYS
that passed much alike To her.-or had
passed much alike 10 her until those
friends came into her life. Heaven
was where the stars were: her astro-
noniy told her of God. an Infinite He
ing. all powerful. all merclful: the
Creator OF all things. bu, farther than
that she knew nothing.
Thought crowded upon thought. yet
with a distinctness mingled with
those strange half ineligible words
OF the past. that was intense suffering
Ia her. She was In half stupor. with
her brain so active that Il was
wearing away her very life. DIR. Dun.
widdlc said that abe must be aroused:
she must be brought out OF this state;
she must be moved TO tears. or TO
some utteranco OF her grief. She
could not 30 ON like this. For a year
now she had been In this strained
state of feeling. He turned To Dora
In this time OF need. She was not the
pale giri who arrived at the mountain
a year before; her face had filled out;
her cheeks no longer bore the hectic
flush. but held the soft color OF ad.
vanelng health. while her eyes had
lost their strained look of suffering.
DR. Dnnwiddie called her over TO
him by the window that morning and
she won't 10 him obedlently.
Something must be done for your
cousin" he sail. grRvely. "she Is in
such state OF half consciousness. her
senses dulled by too much strain upon
them that she is in danger OF losing
her mind. Go To- her. You are a won.
an. and Will know what To do
"Bnt don't know what to do" she
said as gravely as he had spoken. Or
Dunwiddie. Lorle is so different IRON
other girls, ] don't know what to say
when she Is Ike that"
1T sounds cruel" he said. Miss
Dora. but Il Is the only thing that can
be done, and Is true kindness.
You are always kind" she said
softly, aud tho soft eyes lifted to his
we're wOmanly eyes, and the tender.
dropping face was a sweet face To him.
We will take her away from here as
soon-as-all Is over. We return to
New York next week. DIR. Dunwiddle.
There ig so much there 10 take her
mind from these things; the change
will be good-bester than anything
else. viii Il mott
"iou are going-so soOn?' he said.
and the grave voice proved the inward
control OF the tumult In hts heart.
-Dora-Dora. win you leave me with
no promise. no word of kindness. no
hope that | may see yon again. have
you-love your You are very kind TO
every one. Dora johnson. out OF the
pure sweetness OF your neart---be Kind
TO me and tell me OF some kindly
thought"
They had forgotten for the moment
the girl In the other room. Dura's
hands were close In his. Dora's tender
face was lifted up To his with a half
shy sweetaess upon Il. Doras lips
were whispering something. he scarce
sy knew what. only knew that Dora
was giving % him the tender, sweet.
womAnly heart with It's purity and
truth-giying this into his keeplne 20
be- held. thank God. through ali their
lives as the sacred thing Il waS--a
woman's tender heart.
Then. By aud by--only a minute Il
might be. Jet with a llfe's change 10
them Dora drew awny her son.
warm hands and a new expression
was on lhn sweet face. lined with lts
leeflnl eyes 70 the faea above her.
s'i~I must a. 10 Lnrle Marry b ahe
whispered, and shsle was iremof "a
her loU voice spsn ol her greAi hallpt