The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1906-05-26
NOSTALGIA.
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XND HE mgnt-lamp burned low. lhe
crickets shrilled their monoton-
GUS chirrup in the clear Mexican
night. A single star, like blazing
gem, peeped above the opposite noun
tains summit, and sent Its brilliant
rays into the sick-chamber where Dun
can McGregor watched with his fever
stricken wife, who lay tossing in an
uneasy slumber.
There was a fathomless fear and
grief in the mans eyes as he softly
rose at every start the patient gave,
or made hushing gesture to the little
dark skinned maid, who lay curled up
across the threshold of her mistress
room, ready for any needed service
At any stir Of the beloved "Dona
Elena" she was wide awake, her big
Spanish eyes dilated with dlstressful
sympathy. For Antonio loved the
ground upon which "Dona Elena"
walked.
Suddenly the patient stirred restless
", and began to mutter to herself.
"What is it, Ellen? Darling, what do
you want? asked Duncan. bending
over her, softly caressing the little
hand and pushing back the chestnut
tresses. The blue eyes, bright with
fever, looked at him unknowingly, and
the sick girl cried out in a plalntive
voice: "Oor Father, wha dwellest
abune, lat Thy name be haudden In
reverence"
She paused a moment, and Puncan's
heart stood still as he whispered: "She
Is praylng-and In the aud Scotch OK
her chlldhood's home"
Ellen went ON, the sweet voice faint
er, but appeallngly tender: Lat a the
nations on earth Groom Thee as King.
Lat the hale warld dae Thy biddln',
as weel as up abune."
Duncan bent low to catch every
word: 81 dinna remember wha' cam
nelst, mither! It's lang syne said IT..
"Oh, yes, moo l remember: Gle us
ilka day oor bite an sup. An dinna
cast up the Ill we've dune as we keep
no coont O. the i'll dune to ane an
itherv"
Here she stopped again; and then,
In a thrilling tone that would melt a
heart of stone, she cried, beseechingly :
AN dinna try us owre sair; but save
us frae the wiles O. the dell. For
Thou art abune a an WI Thee alane
Is MIGHT an majesty to a eternity,
Amen"
She had finished, and Duncans tears
were falling on the little hot hand he
was pressing between his own, now and
again noting the galloplng pulse in tn.
tiny wrist.
1.-THE sonora pines for her native
land, senior. Can you not take hel
home? If not, her life will go away
here In the strange country"
Antonia had crept close to the bed
side, and was kneellng, watching witt
keen distress the fevered wandering
of Dona Elena.
STU themes raZon-you are right An
tonia" he said. "As soon as 1t Is pos
sible she shall 60"
The sick girl became more quiet anC
seemed to be sleeping for while
Duncan's heart was wrung as she NUT
tered now and again the names of he
parents, dead these five years; and o
her little brothers and sisters, nov
grown and out in the great world.
was the dear aud Scotch she had hear,
in her childhood that was on he
tongue.
Suddenly she began to sing. He rec
ognized the words OF the Hundred an,
Thirty-seventh Psalm:
LAS we sat thegither on the bank
o. the strange waters O. Babel, 90
he'rts were sair, sair,'" then she begal
to weep, and sang no more.
Great tears rolled dowr Duncan
cheeks. Antonio whispered softly:
"Senor, you must take her home
The time is not to lose, to save tn
dear life of Dona Elena"
at shall be so, Antopia! She sha
20 home as soon as she can bear tn
Journey"
The night hours passed and daw
was Just breaking, when Duncan wa
startled by Ellen's voice, calling /
weak but natural tones, Duncan
Duncan! Is this hame?"
mo, darling, this Is Mexico; don
you remember"
The sick girl gazed hard at her hu
band, and then at Antonio, al
seemed to be taking In the details ,
the room. Then she sighed al
moaned. 81 thocht l wat name"
Duncan kissed her foncly, and mu
INJURED tender words of caressing.
Ellen lay still few moments, al
sben, stretching cdt her arms to hi