The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1905-01-07

eyes. She was a woman who made
up her mind often on impulse, as now.
She had never had lob" in her life;
but why not now? Her money was
gone, and anything was better now
than going to a home where she would
not be wanted.
She inquired her way to the home
Of Tom, the night Waterman. There
she found middle-aged woman, who
greeted her anxiously. But on learn
ing her errand, the woman's face
cleared.
That's what I call a special Provi-
dence," she exclaimed heartily. "Have
you done any nussin7'
"a little, with my own people,"
Then it's all right, an I'm glad.
You'll not have bit Of trouble lookin'
after things here. There's everything
one wants to do with, an it's all spick
and span. An he won't give mite O.
trouble. Even when he's wanderin'-
which has been most O. the time 80
far-he's gentle an soft-spoken. But
come In. Come in. You might as well
begin right OF an I'll be packin' my
trunk. My sisters nigh to DEATH"
rs he very ilIT' Mary asked, as she
went inside.
"Well, no; not 50 very, now. He's
getttn' better slowly. The doctor says
he'll begin to sense things in a week
or ten days. But it's a nice place to
stay, an I know you'll like Mr.. Far
rar. Why, law, say" at the look on
the others face, do you know him."
"I-I-no, not this man. But used
TO know Thomas Farrar a good
many years ago. That one Is dead.
The-the name just startled me for a
moment"
But when she went into the sick
room the startled look again returned
to her face, and was succeeded by pal.
lor, and that by quiet gentleness and
solicitude.
The house seemed full Of books,
they were in every room, and some of
them even she looked at with awe
They all showed marks of much use,
Go well as loving care. The old mans
hands were rough, but for all that he
was evidently a scholar.
AZ the days went by his eyes be-
gan TO follow her as she moved softly
about the room, contented and lovingly
at first, then with a questioning visit
fulness, aS though the clouded mind
were striving to grasp something it
could not quite reach.
He did not speak, but only gazed at
her and passed his hand across his
brow from time to time az though to
clear his brain.
.,. Then came morning when he was
strong enough to sit up In bed; abut
still the wistGulness amdsgwondeFFa a re- He
manned in his eyes, santeaie mingled With
them now was a certain resignation
Presently he motloned Mary tog,Ms,
side. #,:is- bs.,S'-
You are the new nurse?" he said, &C.,
Eyes" 49, =. r
y knew II, OF course, but havenft,
anything. l thought as p got
'BtronGer my mind would get better,
but It doesn't-I-I am afraid it II
getting worse"
Mary stroked his hand gently. "You
cannot get we'll at once, Mr.. Farrar,"
she chtded. "You have been very sick
you know. But You are growing
stronger gradually, and your brain Is
becoming clearer, can see it.
you do not understand" he answer
cd. my body's stronger, but my mind
doesn't seem to gain. 1t made you ont
to be somebody else from the first and
has stuck to the idea ever since. I've
looked in other directions. and changed
my thoughts to other things, but it's
no use. You've taken care of me, 80
my mtpa says you're somebody used
to kpow long TING Ss5s who's dead
suppose IT, what lqlks, calls second
childhood. I'll" s'''''3''
He paused suddenly, for there was
wonderful light insNgr face, which
brought comprehension dnd q rapt look
to his own.
"Mary-Mary" he faltered, lis it
you, altve-darling?"
Yes, Tom," softly. TITS Mary.
They-they told me you were dead"
He lay gazing at her for long time
in silence. At length he reached out
his hand contentedly.
You will stay with me always now,
Maryr he asked. ''It cannot be for
very long"
Smiles and tears mingled as she an
Swered:
I'm going to stay, Tom, and you'll
i've to see hundred ure."-Indian-
apolis Sun.