Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1909-06-12

ver. She tocA possession At once u her
! patient, after a feeble protest on bis part
that he objected to nurses, but after tn.
first few minutes he ceased to grumble.
DIR. Greenwood soon convinced him that
Roger was too bnse
young for such responsibility besides.
the chief care of her sister musS devolys
on her.
Missiles sleep had not refreshed her as
they hope; the pain of her bruises was
making her feverish. She could not turn
In her bed without suffering, and her
anxiety for her father added to her dis
comfor. Alison tried to console her, and
Miss Leigh, who was sufficiently recov-
cred to sit In her room, spoke reassur-
ing words 70 her; but it was evident that
Missile could take no comfort; only when
Alison was alone with her, miserable,
self-accus ne words came to her lips.
Indeed, dearest, there is no need for
you to speak so,7 Alison said to her once,
with strong yearning to console her.
Dear papa asked after you the first mo
ment I've saw me. You should have heard
how tenderiy he said Poor child ="
THAT is because my arm is broken,
and he knows l am suffering such pain.
II any one hated me they would pity
me now" returned Missile, in a stiAed
voice
mo, no: you must not take 1t In that
way" exclaimed Alison, quite shocked,
as she smoothed Missiles fair hair. She
looked 20 pale and pretty, and the blue
eyes had such a pathetic look In them.
Alison had parted the soft fringe, and
the soft curly ends lay quite smooth and
showed the broad white forehead. A diff
ferent Mabel lay there, with the poor
wounded arm folded on her breast, and
all the little vanities laid aside. AS
Alison stood looking at her, Missile rails
ed her uninjured arm with sudden
movement toward Alison, and In another
moment the sisters were clasping each
other close.
"Oh, my poor dear, my poor dear y
whispered Alison, In the softest, most
pitying voice Missile kissed her hastily,
and then seemed as though she would
push her away, only Alison held her
still.
mo, 1 don't deserve 1t; please don't
be so good to me. / have been altogether
horrid ever since you came home"
"Never mind all that now, dear"
"Yes, but must mind It," turning rest
lessly away and then uttering a low
groan. "Oh, this pain, Alison Shall
ever be able to move again without It'll
| did not want you to come home;
thought you would be in my way, and
that made me cross. l was jealous oil
you. and | did not want the others to
care for you. Roger was never fond oil
me as he was of you, and | wanted him
to be fond of me. And oh how horrid
and small 1t all seems now " finished
poor Missile, reading her past conduct
under q new light. In the dark hours
when ones strength is low, conscience
sometimes filings a vivid torch into the
recesses Of ones being, bringing hidden
faults to light. go
Dear Mabel, we will forget all that
now" returned Alison, gently; I'VE will
try and love each other more"
"Oh, 1t is easy for you to love people,
retorted Missile, almost pettishly; every
one is so fond Of you, and you are never
cross and disagreeable as ! am. Roger
makes you his companion, and Rudel il
less rough when you are in the room, anc
now papa will love you best
flush, dear; what nonsense y
'Tt is not nonsense" she returned, II
despairing tone. 81 have forfeited his
love. He will never forgive me now. He
told me that he hated deceit; that be
should never be able to think the SAM
of me. He said l should never see Evs
again IL he could help it. oh, he wa'
so angry, so unlike himself l suppose
my obstinacy vexed him, for l would moi
say / was sorry. He took hold Of my
arm and almost shook me to make m,
speak, but think / was like that mar
who had dumb spirit"
ITO be continued.i
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