Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1915-01-02

once more she ran her eyes along the
long rows of snowy beds and cots of the
hospital. Yes. She was actually ~ ahos
pital. She. Dclphinc the petted and spoil
cd Young wife. far from her husband Tar
from her luxurious home. 4 poor. miSera
bic plaything u the whims of fate.
Her first born baby was 10 see the light
of day inside a hospital The ihousht hurt
her feminine and maternal pride.
Truly the law was too harshi Wasn't II
enough that her husband had been torn
away and was now IN the trenches IN the
ArgonnrS exposed "a \ dclugc IT fire anu
steel. To await his letters which were 20
dreadful, slow III arriving she had re-
manned al her home in the little house
where everything reminded her of past
happiness Bun then the ivandins enemy
had driven er frum there. Almost every
house in their street had been DESTROYED.
and then came the long. awful flight to
this little southwestern town. where an
old friend of her family lived.
But the house there was small and dark
and for the sake 81 the baby about 10 ar
rive. she had conquered her innate re
~pugnancc against hospitals and had gone
"a this place where she WIS sure Ia get
proper care.
Passive and silent she had come among
these humble. strange women whom she
dared hardly look at while in her Suprc
me anguish she didnot know whether she
should pray for life OF death.
For more than three weeks She had no
news whatever. Was he dead. wounded
or \ prisoner? Everything seemed 10 dark
and hopeless. II was ~ NO use that they
spoke IA her IT enthusiasm and patrin-
tiSm. she coull Str nothing in the war but
misery and cruelty. simply because she
could not look beyond her narrow circle
the memory II her own experiences.
On the lower floor 81 the hospital a mi
litary ward had been opened and tine nur
ser whu divided their attention between
the mothers and the wounded soldiers
told her MANY tales that they had heard
on the floor below. They praised the coru
are and patience ~ the SnldirrS.thcv told
her Of the splendid comradcShip and Spi-
rit ~ unSrlfiShncSS which was manifest
among them Ill. CT their firm belief in al
innate victory and above ul " their
houndlcS> admiration nf Belgium he
roiSm They could never say enough in
praise of The chivaluuS Young king and
his noble queen. whose fame would never
die.
If ] were i minister or an archbishop
said one Young. pretty. fairhcadcl and
bluecyrd nurse. II would tell al the mo
theirs ~ France u have nm bows born tins
llfar chri>tcncd Albert auG all girls iii
z;bcth. Surely Won Wiii wv; them ancX
ample Nine. Dclphirr."
Nine DeinnU.t rdi>c.l her ewes. Her
though T. u ~ hrrn occupied az usual on
~ with her own trials and suiicr'n->.
oh. if Georges only knew nuwI must
suffer" she thought. III he knew that |
am here al alone. diving to hear from him.
h. would never forgive himself for having
left me. Surely ~ might have fuund some
way Of staying with me.
Suddenly 4 frail little sound in the era
de next 10 her bed aroused her. What,
What. this voice that seemed - strange
and AZ the same time "a familiar?
"lt j. 4 girl. Nine. Dclphinr, a girl
and fair aS = little angel"
IA girl, the mother whispered family.
Thank God. she. IL least will never leave
mr ~ 20 10 war"
Who knows" said the nurse. Perhaps
She would chou>e ~ follow her husband
10 war rs Queen Elizabeth has followed
her ROYAL husband. But now Won must
have 2 long rest and ! promise you that
when Won wake mp again Won will feel
as happy as Won never did before"
Delphinc, with 4 sigh. obcycd without
irving a. divine the promise she might
have read in Mile. Clairc'S gentle ewes.
When she woke NJ the first object that
met her gaze was her baby daughter. a
pink little creature nesting WI Il cradle
Of lace aud silk ribbons. Her daughter,
How strange. She really had 1 baby
daughter NJ her own now. that she was
no longer alone.
But what was an that on Ton nf her
own bed Letters, \ whole pile Of letters
from her OWE soldier husband. With
trembling hands she tore open the en-
vclopcS. There were seventeen NJ them ~
together. lie had actually written her ~
most every day during these awful three
weeks The last Of them was only three
DAYS Old and all " them were full W hope
and 10y. Of absolute confidence i'm victory
for France. Georges who had left her ~
rciultantlv had become a soldier with