New-York tribune., 1905-01-30

ayes. and tried TO stiu my own anxiety IN COM
| dragged by. without news OF Bee the suspense be-
6aIe 5 weLnIgh intolersble All our inquiries about
urs-no difficult matteE-from big suburb.
feel we could bear the waiting mo- iongsr a fsIe 20
gram was put into hands. and as Dick tore il
at the table by which he stood
II was very tersely worded:
Married to-day VIII write Beatrice Brand'
Dick looked at me hopelessly. his dear old face
II say, darling. I never thought she would do
this. he said brokenIy; IF too stern with
have been downright disobedient. 7 never thought
she would do thing like this
He reiterated that over and over again. Poor old
dearl He could not believe OF his girls OF whom
If his anger had run away with him could
i have repentsd more bitterly: but my own convic-
ty would have moved Bee when once her mind was
would Dick and have consented to her marriage
with this Mr. Brand. Of whose character and con-
am sure that we should never have persuaded her
TO give him up, not even II we had gone down on
our knssS to beg her to do
spent hours In wearisoms searohings OF the
had led to my poor little Bees dreadful fiasco. !
tried not TO be morbid. and to remember that had
best leaving results alone But those wsre > vsry
miserable days for Dick and me. and this first dis
aster in happy homo caused a wound IN our
Zee wrote to US occasionally Her letters had
London postmark but she gave no .aa address Tas
passionate expressions OF happinessi then she tes-
heard more for months and months, until
I received telegram:
please come 70 Beatrice"
An address In London followed. and less than an
hour later found me standing IN diingy tl-ens-
nished room, where my poor little girl lay IN bed.
her face stony with grief and worn with hardship
a tiny dark head held close against her breast.
I could not speak, could only gather them both
into my arms, Beatrice and Beatrces fragile little
babe; but while the tears rained down upon the
two dark heads. Beatrtce's eyes remained hard and
dry.
said at last indicating the baby 7 could bear is
before, but I can't let her starve. and a glow or
fierce mother love shone IN her eyes.
Your husband" began. but she laughed Bit
terly -,
went away and left Business In America, he
told me. / hate him. I hate my nfe.
She was unutterably bitter against her husband,
and not without cause He seemed TO have treated
of her and her life must have been intoleFable She
was hard and cold iceberg, save for her fierce
affection for her baby, which seemed like a devOur
Il will work for her" she said. I will slave for
her; only help that I III. then
We did as she asked us but she would not come
home. would she accept any more help as soon
ploynlent. and with her iron Will SET to work for
the sake OF the fragile child in whom her soul
wrapped up: and nothing has ever turned her from
her purpose
at all: his cruelty had swept him out OF her
heart But sometimes think that slowly. slowly
her love for her child IS SOfteCi1- her heart. ans
when the other day. she said 10 ne.
Mother I think have hee0 beast TO vow:
II would be a Judgment me n baby treated
ahon,fnablv" I felt that life and its lessons were
giving my girl the discipline she had failed
10 learn from me-(The Lady's Home Magazine.