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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1900-02-02, Page 7`'1,f,',111';',,(1,•' fir aq n. m , r1'.? v(11 r t IA IN r+ r, v, i kms, =AV) Mr4lantiaMatMar LOVE'S TRIUMPH. A STORY' OF LOVE AND WAR., BY MARY J. HOLMES, Author of Lena Rivers," "Edna Browning," "Tempest and Sunshine," Etc., Etc. s ��n. i4 ii ..A.iJle �tia� rkJ !�1rFsK V�E 3dolaetry which 1. mune veno-, e-einte au ,:,r thing between her Charlie •ane a retie- -)sight oe heaven; who will have the hest cancer who was good:;to the child when place in our hearts. I have told you all he WAS dyin'. There'ai ;low and then, a P+w,vhis because your wife has been a streak of good nmougst 'em." firjend to Annie, end I want her to "Yes, but 'what of Tone?' asked Rose, know that Annie is her equal, if she eagerly, forgetting Si'aeldngton"in her did marry a poor mechanic. • I ant not nuxiety to hear from her brother, of blaming any oue. I lctaow the dieting- whom not one word had been known tions there are in social life. I should after his Itaaue lead appeared iu the paper Peel just so, too, perhaps, If 1 \vats rich as ono of the prisoners. at Richmond, and had been edneated as you were, together with that of a boy called Evert now, I am always pseud to think "isane Simpson." my 'Wife Wats -a lady -born, mad I hoped The more humane .of Captain, Carle Ane .day to rakes her to the • position she , ought to fill.. But that dream is over tons captors had repeated whet the dy- now. It mattes little What becomes of ing officer said of Tom's at kindness to the beefy after the soul has left it, halm, and for this Tom had last found Char - though I should rather lie in Iiociclatnd opportunity flow sending a note to Char- grreveyard, where Annie eon sometimes lies mother, telling her how her dur- came to see me, one 1 de Se vvnnc to ling died, and asking her to write for hear lifer ioice once more before I go, Widow to his mother', his theister and the --to tell her with my own lips that if A idow Simms. This grateful wo- in heaven I find a place, she hoe led Henn )tad done, but hose hard not re - me there." e ived her letter yet, and she listened eagerly while the widow read the "Suppose we send for Iter," Dir. Ma- very worc1a which Tom had written thea said, the glad thought flashing up- concerning himself and Isaac. There on his mind of the joy it wonted be to Netts but little said of suffering or pri- me his own darling once more, for if ration. Tom, it would seem, was tol- 'Annlie came, hose, be knew, was Sore eiably well cured for,but he told of to come also. "I'll send.for both. Annie days and nights whehis heart went and Bose at once, They can come. on out for the loved ones at home,and tcgetncer." then he spoke of Isaac, saying: • Mr. Graham made no objection, end "Tell his mother that he docs not bear Mr. Maather set himself to the task of prison confierement well, And she would. write the letter, which he hoped was hardly know�her boy. He is very pope- to bring net only Annie, but his own ler among his fellow prisoners, and does precious Rose. , more good, I verily believe than half ' • "Don't say a word about my arm. eur army chaplains. One poor fellow, I'd rather tell her myself. :She won't who died the other day, blessed Isaac 'mind it so much when she sees haw Simms es the rneans of leading ham to ;sick and weak I nm," George suggest- heaven." . ed; and so Mr. Mather bade Rose keep "oh, I'm so glad he's there,ain't 'the amputation to herself as heretofore. • you?' 'and the tears shone in. Rose's c u:ou}� will defray Mrs. Grahams es- eyes ars she involuntarily p„id this ni- l1 he wrote, "and come as soon bute.to Christianity. as possible, for her husband is nearer • death than you imagine.” On some accounts I am, and then, 1 'The latter was finished ;and read ' , aloud' to George, who faintly nodded Ns thanks; and then the message was sent on its way to the North. .,,,k. -1CHAPTER XII. again, I ain't," was the widow's 'reply, as she wiped the moisture from leer glasses and returned: them 'to her pee - ken "I'm glad he's doing good, bat I. don't want him sick there alone, with- ' out lis mother. It's hard to see why these things are so, but that's nothin,' "Oh, I've such perfectly splendid to do • with the goin' to Washington. - news this morning. • We are going to Will' you take, me, Mrs. Marthets? I know, ' m homespun n andn w laset ignorant, Ut , for pbut, '�Vashkngton right away, You and Ixgn , Will says so in his. letter. You see you may call me wadtin'-maid. or any - George is a great deal, -•George can't,. thing you like, if you'll, only take rue." —well, George isn't very well"; and The widow's voice was frill of en - quite delighted with the happy ,turn axle . treaty, and Rose could' not resist it, It had given her words, Rose skipped would•be grander, she thought, to have around .Annie's cottage like a bird, and • a woman from Boston, but when llrs. asking if eslee were' i t glad, "Why, Simms wanted to go so badly, while stow white you nre," she exclaimed, as •she. observed ,the palgnee of,Annic's .l cheek. "What makes you? Don't you • want to go?" Annie was not deceived by Rose's abrupt turn. She knew that George wsm worse, else he had never sent for her; and hence the sudden faimteess,. 'ria could not wltieh ose gayhada e c '�g s shake off at once. ""Did your husband write, or mince`!' she asked, nnd.Rose replied: "Wide. COMM!. George bas,never written, 'you know." • "Yes, I l iww"; and in Aainie's vele° there was a tone approaching nearer to bitterness than any that boss had ever heard from her. "where is the letter? Let me read it for myself, But Rase had found it convenient to leave the, letter at home, aid so she an- swered: 1 "I did not bring it with me. I can tell you all there is init." "But will `you?" And Annie grrTp- ' ed her shoulder firmly. "Will you tell me all? 'Jell me what it is about my husband, end why 'be` never writes? Is George dying, and .is that 'the reason why he sends for me? Tell me, Mrs. • [Mather, for I will .tot be put ort' long - •t Ier." easetoate Wean team tent, a,,,i.. sin rix !1]'sra, were leuaast3.aa, ,as 1:t rn�Fas g hour for the airs. The whitlow 1 p libatk ittion Ititt Atelii, tutee's the ladies' eitting'sreero' end idles tee the liking 4=000 .fit +hy • Mlles. was elapsed, and Roue etateedarai • ee. Ham; �?� egainet It hi vein. '1.'4140 rimier agent; 09414 i "' " l' 441421 TM lia had goer to his tog, and • With a feel- et• Will bs, t(I,t7E4 1 weft ix ra Riait�i ti •tllp ,i i- t enedinetlug ��xtl', • at t tea 6 t t d e It �Atl.'; itieralegt i di tlef t!u t ig � � letter,� n Wing to , I s �N,� r th a r1 { c�tlajlrJ,, •,v.!' uta/ t .-4� Fit,fd,it+.`I}'ilalJ(u' j`,JI,i)g, bv(II y, I 1il.sur te, �. ,' 41 ,�{'', G]' 'if �- (n i r rl^. 11P 1(t ; t :4., de,, 1 tlm fr'oou t',J'T e",trP nraI j;', hat le • , see u i it d�' ;�Ur nil 2 w yf sea aM n rase was milling asoaaobeny will have told yeti :duet your al°aaereig ll ars) ktidtg f i:n ung u i *way, when at a.hui'ps, elieklatg sartgidal •ao • f}ooa' a le eland Are you e�r'J �g sou elle Irt of yen end 41�a r� � from an adjoining apartment tar Brit : poor g ! , while ug; s J , her Purr, and, ininging to the open door, Uurliag, as you read this? Do the tore thn.t enable Salah kettle OA 114;* the btood looking in, trbile the tele. felt upon the words. `poor George is lug together, Good-byee, pay nreekipe exist amu& oe, a'ead'? IJun't cry. /pay precio'as Anular', one. Doa't tee nraneb )111 -un you aataasal , graphic operator reit that ai ooaohneuies It nrakess nay heart ache to Wok how read this. It is pot good -bee tererore in e , •io n start What was it that metas hies ::Yon will sorrow and I not there to come A few tanorw yesrs of earth to yoga, a a retoehaaite, TWITS is nae start se, and utter sl eacs thelou et fort you. It's hard to die away from moment of heavenly blies to me, euel fig among the te� er surprise? WastIt bad news the wires home, but not so hard as it would 'nee then we meet again,where golden harps Yeti imagine, and y'PU °Intit had brought to Qisua? Maid there been iia another battle? Was .Wusktingtom In - man from the oue who bade you good- now,—aitnost sea the anteing throttles notice teem media as yuan, a danger? Rose wished she knew, arta bye a few sbort mouths ago, and, dor- sent out to merit me, just as I once who fill the bumbler- Waite of t he was about to inquire, when the oper- ator int;; 1t must eoanYtnt you to knew that ritiuly dre'ttunell the Itoeldertd people men feel this more then raa+et, sua+fl agp' n;�:'. turned upon her and aiskcd if elle year prayers, your sweet influence 'have. would come to rwahlooanaa me Monde from I b ess yen for the ssare est ant to l , 7T, kucw Mrs" (;rahatirl, wile of the bleu , Annals. 1do tact ask that roan she •4 tenant, • ted the vvnnde.irr home to God. 3i sa went, In fancy I put my areas uroatnd, "Yes, yes; has anything b ti?pened taz Fliall meevt again, lin -•i swen, Annie,--• your neck, Just ax I wised to do; In fan. take bee to your home ss you su,g&sa teee meet )where part or _aulcrwwin It ey hold you to nay bosom; is fancy idea You'll ffleink differently of that tweet* IiE 1'rve been, for I hope I tale a different are sieving. I seen Almon bear them math good a farad' .r weed ell written message, which the agent band.- y y years, r entos, and the your girlish liars, and smooth your Dale bye, but see tkaat she dues not was grnF-q .at oat to raved may blossom, brown beer. See that no winter night shall need Iters un s o answers , grad ng td Hort• - n n be Hien cars 'lentos, ed her, saying: "Break it to her nae gently as possi• • ble, Ile Suits the finest fellow in all the company," and the kirhad-hearted man, not yet accustomed to the honors. entailed by the war; •wiped a tear away PS he mattered to hinieelf, "Poor George:" There was no need for Rose to open the envelope, for she well euough knew what it contained, but her fingers one eb.anieally tore it apart, and with streaming; eyes she read the fatal mes- sage which would break poor Annie's heart. ' "Olt, I cannot tell her," she 'cried, sinking down upon the Qatutl settee, and sobbing bitterly "How can 1 take this to her, when I left her Boz happy half an hour ago?" But it must be clone, and sentinell- ing all leer courage site bade Jake drive tack to the hollow. shivering es she sow the cheerful light shining from the window, and shrinking more and more from the task itnpased upom her, 'n hen, as she drew nearer, she saw Annie's height, joyous face ns she put together the garments for to -morrow, pausing oc- casionally to speak: to. Widow Simms, who sat before the blazing fire, dream- ing visions of what might be could she but get a pass to Itiehniondi "Don't you heir wheels?" the widow *asked, as the carriage- stopped before the gate. . Annie thought, she diel, and. going to the window she enw .Itese as she came up the walk. ' -"Why it's Dlrs. Mather," she cried. "What can have brought her bask to- night?" and hastening to the door she led Rose in, asking why she teas taliere. "Qh,. Annie," Rose replied, winding her arma.•nround Annie's neck, "I wltth I did not have to tell, hut'/ must, and I know it. Will hill you deed. I'm sure it would me, and I don't see why you r o either.hal h 1 served We shall should t , not go.to-morrow, for Will is gong to bring him home. Don't you know now? Can't yourguess?" and Rose hruet the dispatch into the bands' of the bewild- ered Annie, who clutched - it eagerly, and, bending to the lamplight, reaid whait'Rose had read before her.. . • It came for her like a . thunderbolt, 1 ecnuse it found her so. •full of eeeep- tatien; and the November wincl;.,as. it swept past the door and .dawn the lone, ly Hollow, took with it one wailing cry of anguish,, and then all was etill within the cottage,. save: the sobbing whispers Aurae, too, preferred her, she was sure. So it was settled that a soon as the ne- eresa ry arrangennents eonid be made, Mrs. ,Simms, Annie and Rose were to start for the Federal Capital. r -rad the snare of err entire reginient devolved, me on Rose, she could not have been busier or have felt' a greater . responsibility than she did in planning and nrimiging the journey, and between times trying .to initiate Widow Simms into the mys- teries of travelling, telling her not to be frightened 'and think they'd rte' off the track each time the whistle Weave -net to, show melee anxiety about her big - gage, es she--Rose--should hold the cheeks, little brass pieces, which they v'ould get at the depot,—net to bother the conductor by asking questions, or' let the people know that she had never been farther on the ears than Roches- ter. - To all these directions the widow gravely promised compliance, saying, in an nside to Annie, "It does me good to see the little critter petternize me, as if she s'posed I was a tnanal fool, and didn't know a steam loeofoco from a canal boat." - '.Che day' before the one.appointed for the cpnnmencetnent of the journey came et last. Rose's three trunks, of'the There was a look tri the l,lue eyes be- . size which makes 'the porters swear, fore' which, Rose fairly qualed, acid were packed to their utmost oa.paeity, turning her face away she answered , for hose meant to make a. winter's cam - truthfully: pa•ign, attd clisplay..leer, numerous dresses '' "Yes, George Is very sick. Ile will at the parties and fovea% So every - never come home again, and he wants thing )which she •could, possibly and inn you there when he dies.' possibly need, even to her skating dress, Softly the quivering lips repeated, was stowed away in the huge boxes, "When he diet!" poor Annie wondering together with various luxuries for her • if"it could be George who Was ie.eant. husband and George, and then, tis the Had the evil she most dteaded come uri- afternoon was drawing to a close, she on her at last? Must she give her hus- started for the cottage ie. the Iioilow,to 'band up and live without him? : How ase that everything there was in rea•1i- dark, how cheerless the future looked, Hess, stretching before her for many yearfa it It had not taken the widow Long' to might be? Was there no hope,—no help'! pack 'up her three dresses, and her It was Annie's darkest hour of 'trial, small, old-fashioned hair trunk, locked and for a moment the Spirit fainted, Mand tied round with Debit of rope, was refusing to bear the load which, theugh standing near the door ready foe the more than half expected, had come Goa morrow's early train. On Annie's face sudden at the last. But Annie was not there was a hopeful, expectant expres- ` one to murmur long, and hose Mother skin, which told ,hose* glad. he ions at never forret the sweet submissive the prospect of meeting,+ her husbend atitile which played over her White' face so soon. e as she said: • "Two days more and I shall see him," "Whether George lives or dies, clod she thought, picturing to herself the will do all things well." meeting, and fancying what the would After this, there was no more repint do, what she would say, and how rare - 110 more bitterness of tone, noth- Ing sate humble submission to whatever Might be in store :Cor her. Rime was very ernthusiastic ort the esrbjeet of the Washington trip, and An- i tie listened eats Iy to her suggestions. "It its absurd for two young ladies to fully she would nurse hint when. once 'Ate was there with him. It was a bright picture she drew 01 that meet - mg with her husband, -of the kissetr, the enresses,she would lavish upon him, and she woe almost as bn ntleut as Rose herself to have the November day rimed alone," dose teed. "We meet eeme to an end, knowing that with the have Nome nice eldeely woman to ma- darkness 'she was nearer to tate asked - *maize the party.' I mean to write to ' for tomorrow. )nether to send up one frim Boston." Just as the sun was setting, Ilene "Mies litnrthers," interrupted the took her leave, saying, mise she bride An- 7Widow Simms, who sat by the window file good-bye, "1 mean to drive round knitting for some ' soldiersfroy, "Mite be the depot, and get the tickets to - Marlines, don't be a simpleton, mt send- . eight, so as to save time in the mnorn- in' down to Boston for somebody to ing." arbatrternize you and Mian Grahnhn,when Annie smiled at the little lady's rest- . you cnn find forty of 'tem nearer home. lateness, nad, after Meting her gond- Let me go. i i1 end John are there, night, stood by the window w:ttelong Yon know; and '•tain't 1s1eb a great her as she drove down the street, :teal Watts to Richmond, whole. my poor • thinking to 1, Itself, Wine feeDid I tell yore I got a letter "When I eee her again it will be e•. unset aid^ht ftnei a etrenee woman ala in a NI 411 j tlrlt'It, tv herr was nod the tri , ,.� i teem- brother l:, 49 Rapidly Boas Irfathor'a Iron grit i of Widow Simms tied Rose bending oxer• the uncunsciotie fotan nlaich lay upon the bed; so white and still that n terrible feat• entered the hearts of both Icst the stricken' Annie, too. wee dead_ CHAPTER XIII, Backward now we turn, and stanch again in the chamber • )where we saw the glitter of the polished steel • :and heard. the bitter ere farced out by pain from lips unused to give such sign of weakness. They were white now as the wintry snow which covers the North- ern hills, and the breath came feebly from between them,. as the sick man whispered faintly: "I shall not be here if Aunie coaiieS, for when the drum beats on the mor- row, ()idling my comrades to their daily drill, I shall be frit away where soneids of battle were never heard but cnec. Oh 'the peace, the quiet, the reit thtere. is in heaven! I hope you will one ally come' to .share it with me; you Who have been kinder than a brother." and the long, white Elitists grasped the hand whic4h, for so many clays red, weeks 'had soothed the aching head and ecoled the fevered pillows with nil a woman's>tenderncss. Never for an hour had that f:itbiul friend deoerted his post. My and etaght had found him there, ministering to every wont, once, tis far as human }rid *could do, smoothing the patthtv:ay lead= ing so surely down to dearth. Bat his vigils were alinoSt over stew, his release was. jute et hand,. for AS George bad Bald, the' morrow's drum=beat would oily film there the body, which was 50 worn by nutlering and disease, that William Mather could lift it in his aims as easily as he could have lifted a little (lea He Was greatly changed from the days,when he had been raptly nailed the Iloeklnttd Hercules. But art the outer man decayed, the inner man vett strong and bright, Alining. forth at the last with all the spteud',r which perfect faith .in Christ's Atonement ern shed around., a death -bed.' Tilers was. no repining now, no murmuring nt the mysterious dealings of Providence, no- thing brit sweet, childish confideteM, and. at patient waiting for the end tone Ing on so fust that George himself could feel the . irregular bent his wiry pulse, and m:utk the death hue as it came creeping on, seta- ing first in putrislislt. spots about his tin - ger' tips, and spreading its Ashen color- ing over his.clammy hands. A stortity November night had closed over Washington, and the rain beet dismally- ageing this windows of the rooms where h'tr. Mather bent over the p y g „ , hungry,. no winter morning cold. • 0 many dales ere you will sleep the sleep I dont .know how eau ll live with- g which knows no waking, but at logit ' out me; don't know vele will earn your Annie, Annie, that you should stip eon will come where 1 aan waiting you. bread, but tate (nod of the widow read deme to, this'', I. know I shall be there, Annie. All the fatherlese will surely eare for my It Was a bitter, wailing cry, embeds+: the letimr•sing doubts and fears are , darling and keel) her heart from ing all the mighty love the Wok ewe gone. Simple fnitah in, the Saviour's • lrretthing. Witli Bien I leave you, • bad ever felt for his young wife. itemise has taken them away, and left knowing you are refer there titan else- ' George had thought himself resigned, nisi perfect peace. ('God bless you, Am, ohne. ' • but weak human nature, \wbich cling% Me. darling, and grant that as yon have "Good-bye, gocd•bye." so tenaiciously to life, was making cam guided me, suo you may guide others There weregreat tear -blah upon this last effort for .tete mastery, stud the en '.o Phut .from u1 abevnaae,we me vermhp f tab the lettery, for Mr. hiatlier, es be penned it, 1eetrugglechmr worn ssirit nwhichted for aamed.time in'Clt Sinecisvou 'have\ beendany wife, nodI hadaroiit over it like ax clinld, fotvting Inlet began to wander, and was in fan - a resolution which be wondered had not l.lc- s yon for it. It males my death cy back again: at the cottage in filo pillow. easier to know that net one bit- st'rigestcd itself before. Kneeling by 1tale dying George,. he said, "God too Hollow, where the soldier clasped hitt ter word has ever passed between uo, I care for your darling, nerd I shall be .Amis to hie bosom, begging of her irk nothing but perfect eanfidenee and ll.e instrument, So long As 1 have a piteous topes not to love him, less be- lore. I was not good enough for you, home Ani'ie shall' not suffer, hose's cause he was a cripple•: "I have teller darling, Nene knows heat belts oAa •lawsv as ;vett to her long ago, and one arm to work with now, but ? won't myself, You. sboold have married inane will follow soon, She+_ shnik be a let you starve, for when there's bur of gentler blood one higher birth 'thau sister to us both," one crust left, III give it all to you. • Tbe a floor mechanic, I have 'always felt ,.he glazed eyeslighted up with joy, and laugh so merrily that You will - •this more than you, peaheps, and have and the 'white live whispered the thanks never guess haw the hunger paid fee tried so hard not to, shame you with which ended in A prayer for blessines gnewire at my heart. I've reit it oipee„_ my homespun ways. Had I lived, I should have improved constantly be- a;eath your refining influence, brit that is all past now, and It is well, perhaps,. that it is so. As you grew older, You might have felt there was a lack in me, a something which did not sdtisfy the cravings of yam highear nature, and though you might not have loved me less, you would hate seen that we were not wholly congenial. I am well enough In my way, but I am not a suitable cempanion for a girl of culture like yourself, and I've often wondered that yon should have chosen me. But yon did, and again I bless you :for it. Never, never was year oa happy .ae the one I spent with you, my darling, dar- ling Annie, and I was looking forward to manly such, but God hits decreed it otherwise, and what He does' we know is right. I than newer 'see you again! and though they will bring -•ane back to you, I shalt not , feel your tears upon iny Yaee,•or see v t bending over my coffin -lid! Still I know you will do this,. and that makes it necessary for •me to sell 'chat, perhaps, has• beer. too long withheld; because I would spare you, if possible. •."Annie, brad I lived, I never ceiild have toiled for you tie once I did, for where the right arm, whish has held. your light form so often, used to be, there 11' notivdg nor • batt - o, scarred stump, and this is nfty`I •have not writ- ten. Does it, make you sicken and 'drink away from me? Don't Aunie. Your crippled husband's heart is as Frill (It tnndarness as aver.' 1 was inn n m figure, Annie and ha, prod of y e t , , t thought that you might love me less when you knew how maimed I was, hurt more than the cold, sharp steel. cutting. into my throbbing flesh. -"And now, dear Annie, I come to the hardest part an all. I know just hose 3'6011 start and shudder at what you deem se cruel a suggestion,—know juut Chow keen the pang• will be, foe 1 have felt the same,and my spirit tvell nigh fainted us I thought of the time when ..another's caresses than mine would mill the sweet love light to your eye ;and kindle the soft .blushes on your cheek. Listen to me, Annie. Yoti'll be glad one day to. remember that I told you .wha't 1 did. You are young and beau- tiful, and, though you do not -believe it now, the time will surely . come'. when my grave will not be visited as often as at first, • and the flo\vers• yon will 'Q sere -1 41.41.4wis'�r4` wi,;ii Y'' / ,r' illi' Ily' ' #THE TIMES TLIbirBING sr,i D, , The Tams is in aosition to offa_r a articularly at- tractive' clubbing list this year.. W .oTer er not only such old favorites asaThe. Weeky Globe and Witnt ss, but are in a position to offer • a reasonable rate for the Family Herald .andWeekly Star. 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Call at or address WINGRAM.. .3 BEAVER 'BLOCK, - - Thant above me when next springs sunt is shining will wither for : want of care, Mid tate rank grass growing there will not be trodden down by your dent lit- tle feet, for they will be waiting by an- other fireside than ours is the Hollovt, and my Annie ,will bear another naafis than, mine. Po you discredit me, dar- ling? It will surely be, and I am .will• ing tbat it should, but you will never know the anguish it costs ane to be will- ing. It is the bitterest drop in all the bitter cap, but I drank it with tears and prayers, and now I enn calmly say to YOU what I • am saying,—can even front my death -bed give you to another, whoever he niay be. You can never for- get me, I know; never forget your sol- dier husband, who fell in his comitty's Mist, and by -and -bye thoughts of hien will cease to give you pain, and our abort married life will scent like seine fair -off dream. "I cannot say dhow it would be with me vete you taken and I lett, but I am much like other men, and judging from their example I should do just as they do, so if, in after years, /mottaxr asks yott, as I once did, to be his guid- ing :star; don't refuse for me. ' Think they from my low grave I bless you in your new dations, end will wee- some you to heaven all the same, though "roti came tottered and bound with other links than those rey love bits thrown around yort. ' "1 tee terneet dine Mite, Annie. There ' is a gathering film before my eyes, un:1 x feet the death chill creeping through my Wilts. It would be sweet to have you here, as I go down the brink up but traveller hits ever eoma,, i• t it cannot be, and I will not repine. There is One with me whose preeense 3s tlearer far than yours could be; Gee whose everlasting arm will be Nemeth dying soldier, listening to what he said. Inc as I peas over Jordan,. Leaning on "You can't 'tell Annie ail," George Min I need no tether stay, bat shall go v ltispered, looking fondly up into the fotriessly down to death. 'There Is an - face the had learned to lose to well. other with me, too,• -•-tin earthily friend, "Yonmost write it dswn, to as net 10 who hast been lender titan e l rot,•er, lege a single word. Brleg pen end pee per, and then sit where I ons see yen, for the stgbt of y tt dos ane kleci1; Iran 'UV'o bask €sin hiig1r and nay heart elings to hind aloin fond - 1y than he eau ever guess. Always re- ' atpoc't William 3t snthe:, Aanic, for whet rib hat &ma alas swat Pint tloat rr*i51 ONE GIVES RELIEF. on't Spen a collar for Medicine until you have tried You can buy them in the paper 5-ce"'t cartons Ten Tabules for Five {YY Wei i, rut ala a&WO' V, VOW Um tiainerl Osmesis demand r. , r.„v gat0/. 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