Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1905-06-12

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hears the cows as they go out of the
yard into the meadow; and every
sound, great or slight, which breaks
On her ear that morning, clings to her
for years after.
And yet-and -neartless though
it may seem-she cannot grieve at
other daughters grieve. The purse
proud, stiff-necked man who has gone
to his long rest has been as one apart
from her and her life for so long, that
the blow falls lighter on her than it
does on other girls. And yet again
there hovers about her the consolation
Of another and a greater love, the love
Of a betrothed for her lover. Her
father has gone, but her lover re-
mains.
So the dawn fades, the sun rises
above the clouds, only to sink again
conquered by them, and then the clock
chimes nine.
Then, with sudden long breath,
she rises and goes upstairs to face her
first task.
Carrie must be told.
Nesting on her soft bed, the child,
half girl, half woman, lies with her
pretty face half hidden in the down
pillow and framed in it's 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-acquire1 wealth and
luxury?
May waits as she has waited below,
and presently Carries blue eyes open,
and fix themselves on her inquiring-
ly.
"May- Is that you? Am / very
late? 1t must have been the cold
wind yesterday. You are quite
dressed, and May! what's the
matter?"
| May takes her in her arms. It is
soon told. Her face does half the
work for her.
Dead! Oh, 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
always used to May, I must go to
him-let me go to him, May!"
May bushes her, and gradually the
sobs grow less violent, and the girls
unselfish heart turns to her sister.
"But how i'll you look, May! You
have been sitting up. Why didn't
you call me, and let me sit with you?
Is Heron downstairs?"
May shakes her head.
mo Haven't you sent for him?"
mo"
mo? Oh, May, why didn't you? l
should have sent for him directly? He
will be $3.50 angry and hurt. Oh,
May, thank Heaven that we have
Heron left"
eyes. l do thank Heaven" says
May quietly. Don't cry, dear. Heron
-" how her heart clings to the
name-"Heron will be here directly"
"Yes-yes," assents Carrie, sobbing,
"and he will know what to do and say.
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
gain, in her loving arms; and then
they go together, hand in hand, to
the quiet room where the restless, am
bilious spirit lies so still and restful.
Hand in hand they kneel beside the
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
we'll 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
INLAND. in the drawing-room, not
crying now, but benumbed and pas
sive
Ten o'clock strikes from 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-diinmed eyes, "send for MIN, do
send 70 him. / want to have him
with u.s.
But May posses her hand in silence.
Gle will come directly, DEAR" she
says.
And so they wait-while the train
which bears him they wait for further
and further from them.
Presently Mr.. Boxall 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,