The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1906-08-20

peace OF mihu.
What can he mean7 lie was al.
ways coolly pollte--nothing more. II
he had aot seemed 50 Indifferent
But again the Judge is talking.
Il am quite surprised. But she Is
very charming girl am sorry she
could not reciprocate"
Oh, want to so homel But
must still keep behind them. End
never got a chance to reciprocate or
refuse. II he had only spokenl But
what is he saying now?
Don't misunderstood me, please. l
never broached the subject to her.
She is wealthy. and have only a
bare competence.
But there is the house and who is
that old woman at the gate?"
1t is old Nanny Sue. my mothers
laid and nurse. she fairly idolizes
s,e She is leaning on her stick and
the tears roll down her wrinkled face.
The two men look at one another and
hesitate a moment. The judge asks
how Miss Brandon isis there any
Improvement?
"Oh gentlemen, she's gonel Ny
III Miss Bella is daid an gone!"
Willis Vernon turns deadly pale
and clutches the judges arm. l lay
my hand on Nanny Sues shoulder
and give her little shake
Nanny, wake up-you're dream
ingi Your Miss Bella is here-she
isn't deadl"
Bat for the first time in her life
she does not notice me, but sobs as II
heart-broken. Then she goes on:
"She fan sleep bout an hour ago.
an de nuss went to supper. When
she got back she was gone-oh, my
lamb, my lambl"
Willis Vernon groans: "Oh, my
lambl Oh. my bonnie Belief"
The judge asks: is the doctor
here2 He passed us on the road
"Yas, sab. two doctahs an de nuss
am wubkin ober her. But she'll neb-
Der open he sweet eyes no noah Oh,
my own Miss Bella-my lamb, my
lambl"
Once more / speak to her. pass
between her and the men. But she
only sobs and wrings her hands. Can
It be that she does not see me-that
none OF them see me2 Is it possible
she is right, and r.
run toward the house. ] glide
through the open door and hasten to
my sick room. stop short at the
threshold and look in. Something
holds me; cannot cross the sill.
The nurse and the doctors are
bending over the bed. What is ly
ing there? A girls body still and
straight; the head tipped back, the
eyes half closed. The nurse is put
ting hot-water bottles around Il; one
doctor has his fingers on the wrist
another holds a hypodermic syringe II
/ his right hand, while he pushes bacl
/ the loose sleeve with the left This
is surely my body lying in that bed
J but what is this standing In the door
way, with feet chained to the thresh
old2 Is this my spirit and has d
left my body forever? Is this, indeed
death2
The doct5rs look at each other; on
shakes his head, the other rofills th'
syringe. | viii try again--no, ] can
not go forward, and | will not g
away! How can leave this world
just as know my hearts desire i
granted - that Willis Vernon love
me2
The nurse is rubbing the feet, an
one doctor is moving the arms ul
and down over the head But still m.
poor body lies motionless and my age
nized spirit watches their every el
fort--all seemingly in vain
Oh, Father in Heaven, let me stay
Christ. the Merciful. plead for me
Thou who hast broken the bonds q
death, help me TO live little longer
Dear Lord. thou hast given the on
joy l craved on earth, do not snatc
It from mel God, who art Love, fo
love of thy dear Son, let me sta.
let me stay!
Once more struggle-the spe
holding me yields and | cross tn
threshold
Copyright, 1906, by Daily story Pub. Co