Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1910-06-10

1nanR heaven indeed! 1t would
have been terrible If she had died un-
reconciled to her son. for he was real
ly fond of her 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. I trust In God
you will not suffer for IT,"
mo, l am sure I 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
race with her handkerchief kept quiet
ly for a few moments; then, resuming
her self-control, she began to tell Mr..
Rawson the story of Mrs Saville's i'll
ness from the first seizure to the pres
ent.
Il was moving about" said Raw
son. "and 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. know he will be shocked at
the idea of never seeing his mother in
this world"
You may be sure I kept him I'M
formed" said Hope. Even this morn
ing l managed a short letter to con-
vey the joyful news"
I trust there will be no drawback
to her convalescence. 1 shall remain
here for week or two, until 1 see 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.
1T has been destroyed" said Hope,
Mrs. Saville told me so. She was go
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 rO.
turned to her post.
A week later Mrs. Saville was abba
to leave her bed and receive her conf
Dental adviser.
Worn and emaciated though she
looked, her aspect was younger than
1t had been, 30 greatly was the express
sion of mouth and eyes softened.
Il am truly rejoiced to see you once
more" said Mr.. Rawson, with a kindly
twinkle in his eyes.
you thought you never should.
suppose" murmured Mrs. Saville, Civ.
ing him her hand.
Indeed, 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 remember dis
tinctly was Miss Desmond's sad, anx-
ious face. 1t seemed to say that there
was one human being who would re
gret me. The first experience of re-
turning life was her tears Of ioy
at the chance of my recovery. I shall
not soon forget that"
I think she nursed you very devot-
edly."
She did. She has saved my life.
She has made herself almost a neces-
sity. I have been a hard woman. Mr..
Rawson, though not unjust, but some
how this girl. who might well be nv
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 convaIescent
It was q joyful day when Mrs. sa-
Vile nrst 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 80 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
vas to convey him and his travelling
to the nearest railway-sta-
ion.
Eyes. Do you know why2 She con.
essed to me last night The Vortigern
viii be at Plymouth and paid of IN
bout four or i've weeks, and ! be-
ieve she yearns to see and be recon
lied to her son; for she said, God has |
'een merclful and spared me to correct
ONE great mistakes, and l dare not
myself be unforgiving.'
Did she say that3" exclaimed Hopa
Oh, pray God her mood may not
hangel Do you know I feel 40