The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-09-25

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gether.
The physician was obliged BY
his plighted word to send my poor
husband the sorrowful news that
the child Was dead. and the
mother in danger of death.
As TO the news which came
from him, they could not be com
munieated to me. / knew no one,
was delirious day and night. A
strange delirfum. | brought back
with me a feeble "Reminiscences of
the period of recovered con-
seriousness. but TO reproduce this
in reasonable words would be i'm
possible for me.
Thank Cod now you will
soon be WE'LL" said my aunt one
day after helping me to seat my
self on a couch which had been
moved to the open window for
me. And then We can go to
Grumitz."
las soon as have strength for
IL, am going to Alsen."
ITO Alsen? My dear child.
what are you thinking about2"
Il want to find the pace where
Frederick was either wounded or
:" l could not finish the SEN
tenee.
"Shall l fetch little Rudolf2"
said my aunt after a pause. She
knew that this was the best way
to chase away my troubled
thoughts for q time.
mo, not yet, l want to be quite
quiet and alone. Ii WOULD be do
ing me a kindness. aunt, IL you
would go into the next room.
Perhaps | may sleep a little, l
feel so weak"
Very well. my dear. will
leave you quiet. There is a bell
here on the table by you. IL you
want anything, some one will be
ready at once"
Has the letter carrier been
here?"
mo. IL is not post time vet"
IF he comes. call me-
| lay down and shut my eyes.
My aunt went out softly. All the
people in the house had lately
adopted this inaudible walk.
1 did not want to sleep, but to
be alone with my thoughts.
was in the same room, on the
same couch as on that afternoon
when Frederick came to tell me
I'VE have got marching orders. :,
1t was Just as sultry again as ON
that day, and again the trumpet
exercise was sounding from the
barracks. I could return entirely
into the frame of mind of that
day.
| wished I could go to sleep
again In the same way and dream
as I then fancied | dreamt-that
the door opened gently and my
beloved husband entered. The
roses were smelling even more
powerfully, and through the open
window the distant tra-ra-ra was
sounding. BY degrees my con-
seriousness of present things van
ished.
| found myself ever more and
more transported into that hour;
all was forgotten that had hap
pened SINGER and only the ons
fixed idea became ever more in
tense that at any moment the
door might open and give my
dear one admission. But to this
end I had to dream that l was
keeping my eyes only half open.
1t was an effort to force myself
to this, but IL succeeded. I open
ed my eyelids ever so little and
And there IL was. the entranc-
ing vision! Frederick, my be-
loved Frederick, on the threshold.
With a loud sob, and covering my
face with both hands, l reused
myself from my dreamy state. It
was clear to me at a stroke that
this was only q hallucination, and
the heavenly ray of happiness
that had been poured round me
by this delusion made the heIlish
night of my misery seem all the
blacker to me.
"Oh, my Frederick, my lost
onei" | groaned.
Martha, my wife,"
What was that? A real voice,
his own, and real arms that we're
thrown eagerly round me
1t was no dream. l was lying
on my husbands breast.
CONTINUED Tomorrow.
EQYuffan Psvchfc PaHuR5st