Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1905-06-07

pretty face half hidden in the down
pillow and framed in its golden hair.
May looks at her in silence Poor
Carrie How will she bear it, the
double blow -the loss of the father
who. cold as he was TO other children.
was always gentle with her, and the
loss of the newly-acquirei wealth and
luxury?
May waits as she has waited below,
and presently Carries blue eyes open,
and fix themselves ON. her inquiring-
",
May Is that you? Am very
late? 1t must have been the cold
wind yesterday. You are quite
dressed, and Nay! what's the
matter?"
| May takes her in her arms, 1t is
soon told Her face does half the
work for her
Dead On. not dead--not really
dead, May" she sobs
| And May lets her sob, saying moth
, ing of the other blow which misfort-
tine has dealt them.
"Oh, May, and we left him in the
study alive, And-and he didn't
kiss me and wish me good night! He
always used to May, | must go to
him-let me so to him, May!"
May bushes her. and gradually the
sobs grow less violent, and the girls
unselfsh heart turns to her sister.
But how +" YOU look, May! You
have been ting up why didn't
You call me and let me sit with you?
Is Heron downstairs"
May shakes her head.
No Haven't you sent for him."
No
NO? Oh, May, why didn't you? I
should have sent for him directly? He
will be $3.50 angry and hurt. Oh,
May thank Heaven thai we have
Heron left"
Yes. do thank Heaven" says
May quietly. Don't cry, dear. Heron
--" how her heart clings to the
Heron will be here directly"
"Yes-yes," assents Carrie, sobbing,
and he will know what to do and say.
1 wish he were here, now, May, feel
SO lonely,-so helpless Oh, May,
{ thank Heaven we have Heron!"
| With gently whispered words of
comfort, May soothes her, helping her
to dress, and holding her, ever and
again, in her loving a-,us; and then
they go together, hand N hand, to
the quiet room where the restless, am
bilious spirit lies so still and restful.
I In, +ho
bed, and Carrie sobs her heart out on
Mays loving bosom. No words are
spoken, no plants made Death lays
his fingers on the lips of the living as
well as the dead, and in his presence
both are silent.
Breakfast is laid as usual-the liv-
ing must eat though their best beloved
/ lie dead-but the two girls sit, hand
finland. in the drawing-room, not
/ crying now, but benumbed and pas.
/ sive.
Ten o'clock strikes frou the stable
/ tower. Mr. BoXall comes in and
whispers that the lawyer has arrived,
and then goes away.
Carrie is waiting now, as well as
/ May
May she whispers, raising her
tear-dnnmed eyes, send for MIN, do
send 70 him. 1 want to have him
with us"
| But May posses her hand in silence
HE will come directly, DEAR she
says.
And so thsy wait-while the train
which bears~him they wait for further
/ ana further from them.
/ Presently Mr.. BoxalI comes in again.
} A nights sleeplessness cannot make
much change in him He has grown
little paler, and his eyes are. if any
thing, a little more colorless, that is
/ all.
Would you like to see the lawyer.
| Miss Dalton?' he says.
! May shakes her head
No, unless YOU think it necessary"
Mr.. BoXall looks down 1t is not
| necessary is, indeed, useless. The
/ oloci,or has but confirmed his worst
/ suspicious. The master of Gresham
/ House. the successful Spectator. has
/ died like many spectators before him
utterly ruined.
"No-no," he says. 1T is not neces-
sary. Perhaps, Sir Heron Letchford.
when lie comes. will like to Sc Mr.
Blake
May inclines her head. They are
all waiting for Sir Heron
IF he would only come" murmurs
Carrie
/ And at half-Dast ten the bell rings
and they think he has come
Carrie rises ana draws her hand
gently away from Mays protecting
/ clasp
Il won't stay, May, DEAR" she whis-
/ pers; 'but-but-will you let me come
in almost directly? | do 50 want to
! see him, and feel that he is with us"
stop now. dear" says May; but
Carrie shakes her head and glides out
/ MAJ stands with folded hands, her
head cast DOWN, her heart beating
/ There is sound of hushed talking in
/ the hall: she cannot hear the beloved
voice, so deep and grave, and yet so
musical, but she feels that It must be
/ he
( Then the door opens, and she looks
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