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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1908-03-13, Page 3retnanorAMOriantac'},, GM "Yes, .1 will do so, but don't trouble yourself about details, dear. Augusta, believe tee, everything will go on in the best possible order. I came to see if you were awake, and tell you. that I shall bring you up some tea and toast and that you must take it" "Dearest Letty, don't ask me, when 'I cannot. How is Maud, and where is she." "I made her take something and go to rest. She is asleep now" • "God bless her. And. now, Letty, bid the good -night, and let me rest; rest is my only medicine." With a deep sigh Letty stooped down and kissed her sister and once more withdrew from the room. And still she lay there in that dark TOM, with her handle locked above her head. listening to the sounds of the household preparing to retire to bed. By midnight the house Was perfectly still. The family- were all asleep. And she arose and threw on a white dressing gown, and glided softly down the stairs, pausing to listen. She reached the hall of tate first floor; all was quiet; no hound was heard but the subdued voices of the watchers in the front, chamber. She went to the door of the back chamber --cautiously opened it and enter- ed. At last• ---at last she was alone with her dead. There was a wax taper left burning tut the hearth. She took it up and ap- proached the bed. rind threw its light -over the forst extended there. She re- verently uncovered the face and gazed upon it•—white--cold--motionless — ex- pressionless—dead. Dead? Perhaps not. Of extreme despair is sometimes born a mad hope—mad form its birth. Perhaps, after all, he might not be dead --who knew? She had heard. of people given up for dead lying In a trance and recovering to live many year. Why might it not be so with him? What if after all he were only in a trance. She sat down her taper and again ap- proached the body. You would have thought her crazed had you seen her at work, with her pale still face, and her gleaming eyes and painfully attentive air, as she ran her hand in his bosom and planed it on his heart, and lent her • ear to his closed lips. You might have thought her (rayed. but she was not. Tor well she knew' when the trial was leant that the cold, hard form was dead -dead! She dropped her head upon that bosom, that loved bosmm that in life had so ten- derly sheltered and •eberished her—now unresponsive. silent, senseless. She sank upon the bed and clasped that cold form to her heart and wept. They were bless- ed tears: they loosened the tight and burning cincture around her brain; they relieved while they exhausted her. She ceuid weep no more. but she crept eln,er to That clear form—dearer, oh, yrs! far dearer. though the soul had fled. than all the living world beside. Her daughter? Yes she had loved Maud with all a mother's tenderness. But long years before Mond had lived, ever since her own ehildhnod. all her thoughts and eft'eetioni had centered upon this being; her life had been identified with the life now fled. and there was nothing in the wide world without so near, so dear, as this cold clay. She (rept closer to that loved form. She laid her face and lips against that dearest face. She drew that stiffening arm over her nick and resigned herself to rest. A feeling of exhaustion, of benign repose and content, was stealing over her senses. She was really eo1d, prostrated. 'and breathing fitfully; but she did not know it, for a heavenly dream was brightening around her, the boundaries of the room seemed lost in light, and over her stood] a shining form, in Whose all -glorious countenance she recognized the, familiar face of her be- loved. He held out his arras to receive her shr raised herself to meet him, her merely held the maiden in her arms and. let her sob as tuuclt as lie pleased upou her sympathizing bosons, undisturbed by anything but a scq4,pthifg caress. And thus Letty comforted the orphan. After all, the funeral was a very quit one. Daniel hunter anti Augusta were inter:^d together in .the family burial ground at ilow.et HallA mennmeint of the simplest form of architectltr( -an Owl' Great preparations were on foot for the funeral. The illustrious statesman ~tight not be laid in his last resting place with the Christian simplicity that attends the burial of other, men. The officials com- menced operations, and grade all arrange- ments with quietness and celerity. The saloon was speedily prepared and decor- ated for the solemnity of lying in state. And when all was ready they went in grave procession up the stairs, and pre- ceded by Mr. Lovel and Falconer, entered the room of death. But there a vision met their eyes that rebuked all the vain show, and touched the human hearts in their bosoms! For here, on the bed beside the dead, with her face hidden on his cold bosom, lay his faithful wife --so still they thought she slept. Mr. Lovel approached in awe to wake her, but paused a moment to contemplate this sorrowful picture of love and death. She lay beside him with her arms around him, one arm under his shoulders, the other over his breast, Ther head upon his bosom with her face down- ward, and her rich black hair flowing, scarf -like, across his chest. Mr. Lovel stopped and gently and re- spectfully accosted her. She did not reply. He spoke again, more earnestly and closer to her car. est change, .\siid as wicked at; ewer, I'll ji 1 UMATIS warrant. Eli, Letty, dill de,ith to all .l setltiunenl, a ,eeuraer of all 1( v a step• tie as to eonrtuin;v • els, Leat•? he said, holclmg her hands tightly anal drawbig her t.oAra rd hint cued try beg to hauls into her clear: familiar eye, whlc•h, half- �lar�8 itEnriching the Blued laughing and italf•mnurtificd, she turned by trtlat' e:t1•ing• I THE BLOOD h• "1)ou t tall, non,rttsr ti) ale at my age." grave. e r n' - { be treated through the blood. LinS- After the funeral, the will of Daniel ' til at ele ei c r 1t a� and �l 0 la el nesse g' t ! may Hunter was opened and read, t tics found that he left the whole of his real estate and personal property to his wife, Augusta, and constituted her the sole With Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. obelisk of white marble—marks ell There is only one way • by width. "There, J' I ' it lite s iiia scoffer rheumatism can be cured, It nruat •I nae nts andoutward applications gate temporary relief, but they can't possibly cure. the trouble. And wihncle you are experimenting with lini- ments, the trouble is every day be- coming more firmly rooted in- system, n bhe sydstem, and more difficult to cure. - The •pou�sotious acid that causes rheu- matism must be driven •out of the blood, and you can only do this by nalcLng naw, riell, red blood through the use of Dr. Williams' Punk Pills. Mr. Charles II. Lumley, of Bickford, Ont., is one of the best known farm- ers in Lamirton County. About three years ago, while Mr. Lumley was en- gaged in threshing, he became Over- heated, and this was followed by e. severe ehi!11, that started the rheu- matic pains. Mr. Lumley sals : "I did not think anything of it at the time, as 1 was accustomed to being exposed to all kinds of weather. As a result I was unable to go about next nuerening, I had severe pains in may arms and le 's, which I treated at first with the usual home remedies. As 'these did not help me, and tihe trouble waus growing worse, the famL- ily doctor was sent for, but he dud not have any better success. He told. me I was suffering from a severe at- tack of rheumatism., and there can be no doubt about it, as I .was con- fined to my hone about four months before I was fortunately advised to try Dr. Williams' Pink Pil!xs. I sent for a supply-, and it was not long before I found they were helping me, and by the time I had taken a half dozen boxes the trouble had entirely disappeared. In other respects, the pills also greatly improved my health, and I never felt better in my life than I have since taking them. I therefore most cheerfully recommend. Dr. Williams' Pink Pills to other simi- lar sufferers." Dr. Williams' Pink Pills make sures of this kind after dodoes and common medicines fail, because they actually make new blood. They don't euro the mere synentomee. They go right to the runt. of the trouble in tate blood. That is why tiLi.s medi- cine cures anaemia. ileligestion, neur- algia, palpitation ..f the heart, and the headaches and backaches brought on by the ailments that_ fill the lives of so many women with -misery. Do not talc any pills without the full mine, "Dn•. William's' Pink Pills for Pale People." on the wrapper around the box. Sold by all medicine deal- ers or by mail at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50 from The Dr. .or • six Medicine Co., Brockville, •Ont. She gave no sign of consciousness. He then, with reverential tenderness, took her hand, started, looked at her anxiously, raised her hastily, turning that l:teautiful, pale face up to the light. Augusta was dead! But, oh, how con- tent, how "God -satisfied" in death! The passing spirit had set its seal upon the smooth, serene brow, and the calmly - closed lips. The expression of her face was a new revelation of the heavenly rest. 1 executrix of the will. But the widow had survived herhusband only a few "True," said Leidy. "1 never had any hours and had died intestate. Come- bloom to fade. I was a wizen child, a quently, Maud Hunter, who had, within a few days past, attained her majority, was now the sole heiress and actual mis- tress of Howlet Halla Mr. and Mrs. Lovel invited their young relative to return with therm and . spend a few weeks, for change of air and scene, at the parsonage. But no persuasions could induce the orphan to :leave the home she's ehangeed!" "You knots whist 1 Thecal faded," faded;" said Letty. "Faded! My dear little witch, that's a good one!" wizzeit. girl, and now, as ,you say, I'nl a wizzen old witch." "1 said nothing of the kind, you slan- derer. But come and sit down. Ain't you going tn•let me have a. seat.?" Presently they found themselves seat- ed on the sofa. After a little while Jos- eph Barton said: "Do you know what brought me on rendered so sacred by the recent loss of here, Letty?" her parents. • "The railway ears, I suppose." Letty Hunter, therefore, remained to "Really! do you thick that? How keep her company and to superintend quick you are at guessing, Letty. But tial rearran, einem •of the disordered what purpose, dear Letty. brought the houseg • hither, think you?" Falconer was sununoued to Washing' ' "1 suppose you are going east to por- ton to assist in the Setting up of his chase your spring goods." statue. He took a reluctant leave of "What in April! My;dear Letty, what his betrothed, and, with the approbation can you be thinking of? My spring goods of :lir. Loves, promised to return as soon were purchased and 'shipped full two months ago. I was in New York in Feb- ruary for that purpose. I had just re- turned to Iowa city, and was ill the midst of the opening and storing and, dropped the whole business into the hands of my clerks, and posted back as fast as I could come—anti here I ani. Now, what brought me? Letty, is there nothing in your heart that answers the question?" Letty shook her ]lead. I know not how it would lie with other women of thirty- five in Letty'e circumstances; but I know that she, in the midst of the strongest, the most tenacious and most rational attachutem that ever lived in woman's heart, felt tlturou"iily ashamed with the budding of its own new life and ' of it, and . numbered herself among the joy. Within the hall all was beautiful I silly, sentimental old maids and widows Poor Maud! it seemed a cruel stroke that deprived her of her mother that day. And she knelt and wept by that bed as if her heart must break. Nor could she be got out of the room until Mr. Lovel took her up in his arms and carried. her, fainting, away. She grieved as one who would not be comforted, almost resenting the efforts of her friends to soothe her, crying, distract- edly: "I know what you are going to say— `Death is the common lot—it is the Lord's will we must submit. It is .ttsa- less and sinful to repine. They are in heaven.' Olt, I know it all, and I know it is true. Haven't I said the same thing a hundred times to other mourn- ers, and do not I say it now to myself? Only it does not stop my heart from bleeding." Mr. Lovel expostulated with her, told her she was rebellious to Heaven, etc. "Don't lecture me, Uncle Lovel. Our Saviour never did so ---Jesus never re- buked Mary and Martha for weeping over their dead brother. No, indeed, he wept with them. The Lord will pity as his errand was concluded and spend the spring and summer at Ilowlet Hail. CHAPTER 5111. And now I have to record one of those unexpected, happy eveztts that seem so much like blind accident. Tt was about a month after the death of Daniel Hurter and Augusta. The young spring was smiling over the earth, awakening vegetation The skies were blue, the brezes soft, the fields and for- ests clothed with tender verdure, the fruit trees all its blossom, the gardens fragrant with flowers; and groves must- ca(with birds, The sad heart of the or- phan felt the influence and trembled order and comfort. whom site had seen shown up in satire. One morning Leidy and Maud sat at i rhe truth is, Letty had ever had a keen needle -work in the boudoir of the lat- sense of the ridiculous. And now that ter. Falconer, Who lead returned the laughing imp in her heart and eye—with day previous, read to them from a vol- �vhichiharl been tme he terrormofd oalf tender- nesssarcasm, nrle ness of though in others, had, with poe- tic justice, turned upon herself. So her head and heart were at great variance, and she could have cried now with the discord they made. We are glad, for her sake, that true Joseph Barton had a healthful and harmonious nature, and so far from reproaching, congratulated him- self upon the present event. "And so you cannot imagine what brought me here, Letty!" he said. "Well, dearest Letty, I must tell you; I came expressly from Iowa for no other pur- pose, than to see you, and to have a talk with you." "Then. why in the world, Joseph, didn't you come to see Inc during all these long, long, long years?" "Did they seem long to you, dear Letty? So slid they to me, indeed." "Thirteen years is an awful chaste in a human life!" "Why. so it is, especially when it opens iu the most flowery portion of youth. '1•hey don't often send felons to the penitentiary so long as that." "I111? Yes—no—I don't know --that is, ; "It has ruiner[ our two lives. It were I used to know—an old—an old ac- preposterous now to renew ---to recall--" quaintanee, as you say," said. Letty. "All those blank, dreary years of ab - me. also. Only leave ane alone in peace •'I never did see her so discomposed;'' sense! Why, so it would. 'Let the dead and I will try to be quiet, and the Lord . said Maud. as the Tarnier left the xoom. past bury its dead. 'Let by-gones he by - will. help nit." ! Meanwhile T.etty. with her heart n(rnes.' 'Forge sting those things that are After thin, Letty sent everyone away { throbbing in her throat and depriving eltin(i, and lege ping Furth unto those from her room, and took the exclusive her of speeeb and breath, paused upon things that are before: let us press to - care of Maud upon herself. And in an- the landing. and, leaning against thebal- ward the mark, for the prize of the high other tell of her tempest of grief the ustrlules• exhorted herself as .follows: calling.'" poor girl said: «low Teetty Taunter. you poor. miser- "Don't be irreverent, Joseph." "My tears will force their way, dear Letty—but, oh! don't you know that I feel it is serfish to wish her back to this lonesome world?—too lonesome for her, now he has left it! For, oh! Letty, I know very well that not even I, her only child, could have filled the aching void in her heart and life left by his loss. I know he was her all in all years before I ever saw the light, and years on years after I was lost. I know that 1 was only a brief episode in her life, and he was its whole history. They lived and died together—they are united in the hand of the blest. And it seems to me so well—only—I cannot—help—" Her words were arrested by another soul filled with joy, gush of tears. Early in the morning the upholsterers As ter Letty, sine essayed no vain, and underl akers arrived at the Hall. commonplace words of consolation. She ume of Wordsworth. A servant entered with a card on a salver, which he handed to his mistress. Maud examined it with a puzzled look. "`Joseph Barton. Iowan City: I don't know him at all—1 never heard of him before. I'm sure." But Letty jumnpod from her seat. went red and pale, and sat de en again. "'Joseph Barton?' WI') did he ask for, Thomas?" inquired. •laud, still per- plexing herself over the ca �� Bass Hunter. entl of my "For you, ma'am -1 "He must be_teol' than, and say t t'`'! few ~minutes.' • "No, no, no, no! ` It s I that he wants to see!" exclaimed T. sty, nervously. "You! He asked for Miss. Hunter," said. Maud. "That is my naive also, :hough 'I think everybody forgets that I ever bad any other than Letty." "Then this gentleman is really an act quaintanee of yours ---you know hit~?" _i• de -dm in ;a 0 ! .41 41, Rapid tz nangei of temperature are hard on the toe, hest constitution. The conductor passing from the heated inside of a trolley car to the icy temperature of t$!9 platform'---th'canvasser spending' an hour or so in a heated building and then walking against a biting wind—know the difficulty of avoiding cold. Scoil '>a EMU EsioI? strengthens the body so that it can better withstand the danger ..,f cold from changes of temperature. It will help you to avoid taking cold. itoi *40 ALL. DRUGGISTS; 50c. AND $1.00. alb 0 �tt `tit3� trNh 0 0 0 V►V .043441.24.040440044400 able, little forlornly, ao, for heaven's salve, remember yourself. and don't turn a fool at your age—don't—it would be to ridiculous. You have led a sensible life, and haven't ex- posed yourself up to thin day. Now take care. Think of all the sentimental old maids you ever saw or read of in all the comedies and satires that ever fell under your notice, and be upon your guard. Lord bless you, Letter, consider —that visitor in the drawing -room is only a middle-aged corpulent, Western merchant, who is on his way East to purchase goods. and has stooped at the Summit railway station, and just drop- ped over here to see an ,old, an old ac- quaintance. Therefore. steady, Letty, steady—and for Heaven's sake, don't let anybody find you out. Now do you think I eon trust you." And she went down and entered] the drawing -room. And sure enough. there, in the middle of the room, stood the merchant, a stout man of forty-five, with thick, curl- ing black hair,and a square, deeply - bronzed fare, enlivened b,r a set of very white teeth and a pair of dark, smiling eyes; not looking as if the years of absence had gone very hard with hint; the last man in the world, from his ap- pearance, to keep his heart and life sac- red to the memory of an early love. Letty came in formally, freezingly, firmly. preparing to say: "Mr. Barton, I presume; pray be seated. sir." But he met her half way, smiling cord- ially, confidently holding out his hand, and saying "Letty" in a tone that made her forget her reserve and caution, and meet him as if they had parted but yes- terday, except that she exclaimed: "Oh, Joseph --Joseph Barton, is it real- lyyou." us "As as you live, it is I, Letty" he said, heartily shaking both her hands at once, laughing to conceal the tears in his eyes. and talking a little incoher- ently. "Don't you see it is I—don't you know me. I knew you at once --should have known 'you if I'd met you at Noot- ka Sound, or Cape Coast Colony." "Should you now—and I so changed." "Changed. Why, you're not changed the least in the world. l din's see the slight - t "I'm not. I think that text as good for this world as for the next. There, Letty, you faithless one, 1 have given you the three highest inspired author- ities I know of—poets, children and holy 'writ. Now, no more dismal looking back. `Remember Lot's wife,'" "You have not told me why, in all these years. you never wrote to me." "You sent me away ---why did you never write and give me leave to come back ?" "Oh, I thought to do so—I was about to say, a hundred thousand tinges --but something, I know not what, always re- strained me from writing." "And I thought, quite a hundred thou- sand tunes, of returning, but something —I knew very well what-- restrained me." "What was it?" "The impression I had that you were married." "Olt, .Joseph!" "Yes—and T believed so until last month." `And how diel you find it out at last ?" "Tey the merest accident, without which T should never have known that you were single, and should nc,l ,•,,,, ',., i, ,,, at your side." •saki Joseph Barton, be. coming very grave sat he adcloci: -it is connected with the subject of your— shall I say, our—great loss, Letty." Her eyes filled at the allusion, and she turned away her head. "I saw in the newspaper report of the last hours of Daniel Hunter, among the names of those present at his dying bed, that of leis sister, Miss Letitia Hunter! I set out to seek you, Letty, the very day that I saw that announcement—and here I am." Poor Letty! iIow her indignation had burned against those intrusive reporters, whom she had suspected of noting down everything, from the doctor's prescrip- tion to the widow's and orphan's tears. Little had she suspected that they were destined to be the blind instrument in bringing about the denouement of her own little private, impracticable romance. We must not linger over this reunion. You will have anticipated the result. Joseph Barton was duly presented to the young lady of Howlett Hall, and at her invitation became her guest for several Weeks. And in little more than a year from this time, in the beautiful month of June, two marriages were celebrated, which will require another chapter to describe. (To be continued.) 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