The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1910-01-14

fecOnclled TO her son, for he was rear
ly fond Of he- They were fonder of
each other apart than together. Why,
my dear young lady, you look COM
pletely worn out. The courier has told
me of your devotion. trust in God
you will not suffer for it,"
mo, am sure l shall not. God has
given me strength
"Your-Hugh Sa-ille will thank
you and re. " you for this" And the
good man walked the room, greatly
moved.
Hope sat down, and, covering her
face with her handkerchief, kept quiet
~ for few moments; then, resuming
her selfcontrol, she began to tell Mr..
Rawson the story of Mrs Saville's ill
ness from the first seizure to the pres
ent.
Il was moving about" said Raw
son, land the news only reached me
three days ago. We were at Thun.
My daughter and l started at once
She went straight home from Paris,
and came on here l must write to
Hugh. l know he will be shocked at
the idea of never seeing his mother In
this world"
you may be sure 1 kept him In.
formed" said Hope. Even this morn
ing l managed a short letter to con-
vey the joyful news"
Il trust there will be no drawback
to her convalescence. l shall remain
here for a week or two, until Issee ali
is safe. 1t has been an awfully trying
time for you. Such responsibility;
and had she died, that unjust will
would have held good
ut has been destroyed" said Hope.
Mrs. Saville told me so. She was 60
ing to make another, when this dread
full fever began"
A long, confidential conversation en-
sued, then Hope left the family solicit
tor to the care of the courier and re-
turned to her post
A week later Mrs. Saville was able
to leave her bed and receive her conf
Dental adviser
Worn and emaciated though she
looked, her aspect was younger than
it had been, so greatly was the express
sion of mouth and eyes softened.
Il am truly rejoiced to see you once
more" said Mr.. Rawson, with kindly
twinkle in his eyes.
You thought you never should,
suppose" murmured Mrs. Saville, Civ.
ing him her hand.
Indeed, l feared the worst"
Il was very nearly gone. What
seemed to kill me most was the doubt
whether anybody cared if l lived or
died. The last thing I remember dis
tinctly was Miss Desmond's sad, anx-
ious face. 1t seemed to say that there
was one human being who would re
greet me. The first experience of re-
turning life was her tears Of JOY
at the chance of my recovery. 1 shall
not soon forget that"
81 think she nursed you very devot-
edly."
'She did. She has saved my life
She has made herself almost neces-
sity. l have been a hard woman, Mr..
Rawson, though not unjust, but some
how this girl, who might we'll be my
daughter, suggests to me that there is
something beyond justice, and that is
equity"
Then they talked as long as Mr..
Rawson would stay; but he was care
full not to exhaust the conva,escent.
1t was joyful day when Mrs. Sa-
Vile first ventured into the salon, and
still more so when she first ventured
out The day before this event her
eldest son arrived in hot haste, and,
for so undemonstrative a man, showed
great joy at finding his mother not
only alive, but rapidly recovering, as
persons of an untried constitution do,
even after so severe a fever He ex-
pressed his warm acknowledgements
to Miss Desmond for her devotion, and
said the family were under the deepest
obligation to her.
Mrs. Saville had gained so much
strength in the next few day that her
son and Mr.. Rawson decided that they
might leave for London. as with Miss
Desmond and her maid the invalid
could travel safely as soon as the doc
tor gave his consent.
"She is very eager to return" said
| Hope to Mr.. Rawson as they slowly
| paced the beach in front of the hotel
| while waiting for the carriage which
was to convey him and his travelling
companion to the nearest railway-sta-
| ton.
| Eyes. Do you know why? She con-
fessed to me last night. The Vortigern
will be at Plymouth and paid of In
about four or five weeks, and 1 be-
lieve she yearns to see and be recon
| ciled to her son; for she said, God has
been merciful and spared me to correct
some great mistakes, and dare not
myself be unforgiving.'
| did she say that?" exclaimed Hope.
"Oh, pray God her mood may not
change! Do you know feel so
strangely weak and anxious. it seems
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