ID I hear you Bay you were
" going, 'to
I V To the
you eh!
to India, my "B
frontlerT . i envy
. . T . fAII "
vou n: now. x buvi-
v 1 .M.mnt lit the rocsker.
Bh was an old lady, whose white nair
and lined face gave her the appearance
of being even older than she really was.
Her faded eyes had lighted up at.my,
' word, there was an almost - youthful
excitement in her face and. manner as
.'he leaned forward and touched my
,.. band. . ' .
She 'was a stranger to me. We were
'' merely fellow guests at the houae of
mutual acquaintance, but ahe had over
heard a remark I had made to a friend.
and her trembling voice had asked that
"'eager question.;'"''.
-Did you; aay you were going to In
. dlar . :. . , . '
"Tea." I answered. "l am starting 'al-
'noBt at once.' ; I am a. medial woman.
k.you..know,.auM .have Jiad an cellent
post offered me on tlie , frontlet". M
listener gave a llltle gasp and I saw
tt that her dim eyes filled with tears. "My
work will especially. He among some of
the friendly tribes who come under our
sphere of influence." ; .
I envy you," she repeated her first
. words. "I envy you. I would give all
the life left to me to go to the frontier
too!" ' ' "-' ' ' ' ' '
. "I am afraid. It is a rough journey,
and a rougher life when one gets there,
I answered gently. "I am fortunately
exceptionally strong, and" -AnH
vnn r vounsr." she exclaimed
vehemently; "youth la everything. ' Ton
. - a ...,.,,, aha mAAtkA
, ara yuuni mint u jiovvj,
. gently, looking at me kindly. whUe tho
blood mounted to my forehead at her
compliment "almost too pretty for a
rough frontier post." ( (
i ."One does not think of looks," I said
.. with a little laugh, "when there Is so
much work to be done. I was chosen
. chiefly because 1 waa strong and
healthyand I have always longed to
. go to India." .
"So have V the old 4ady chimed in,
eagerly. - "I have never ceased to Ions
for It. My boy my only boy lies on
the frontier one of Its guardians one
of the frontier men of the empire."
Her voice (hook, but there was a ring
of pride In It, nevertheless, and ahe
looked at me with eyes that had sud
denly grown brighter.
el do not grudge him for England
but I would give-the world to see the
place where he fell." '
"Waa he," I began, and she said
quickly: ' .
"Tea, they left him there It was one
of the frontier raidsone of our, little
wars and and," her brave old voice
; miivered afresh, "they were not able to
flnd'hlB body afterwards. But the vj
put up a memorial 10 mm wot
,and If I could, see that If I could only
see that! But," ahe broke oft abruptly,
and with a sigh, "an old woman of sev
enty cannot--lt la out of the queatlon."
- I sat for quite long time after that
talking to the gentle old lady, whose
name I learned waa Mrs. Dymond, n 1
during the. days that followed before I
started for India, I went to see ner as
often aa I could. She waa eo lonejy. My
- heart went out to ner widow, and
-childless.' : X longed to be able td du
.something to comfort her. and we had
, become great friends before I finally
.. left England - ,' ' ,
She was one of the last people to
whom I went to say good-bye, and It
was when I waa sitting with her In her
cosy ' old-fashioned drawing-room that
-. she said suddenly: - -.
"Promise me something. Cynthia."
"Tea, of course," I answered, "if It Is
.. .anything I can do." -:''.'..,.
."Promise you will send me a photo
' graph of the memorial they put up to
:- my boy ven If it Is only a heap of
stones. Promise me that. .. tet me have
It to remind me of. Felix. ; We called
lilm Felix because we were so happy
when he was born so happy my hus
'"' hand and I! ' And Felix was, always a
' 'happy soul.- This,", she added after &
v vause, mm ui uwutuu . uiu mum
' nrtened a folding case. . ; ., ,
'. The eyes of the man In the picture
; looked straight Into mine. They were1
. eves blue as the summer . skies, very
'keen,1 and, bright and steadfast, and the
face with Its mingling of strength and
gentleness made my heart throb with
nrlde to think that I. too. belonged , to
the nation that could produce such a
man as this.
Dead? This man with the strong face
' and keen eyes dead T Oh. the pity of
it Aa I laid the portrait down my own
eyea were dim with, tears, and I could
. not1 speak. T
"It was hard to lose him," Mrs. Dr
mond said very gently, "but --It was the
' death he ' would have chosenl - He is
' guarding the frontier still."
"? Overhead ft sky whose btueness can
' nnt he described In any adequate words.
1 Across the marvelous blueness a line of
mountains whose grandeur and unspeak
able height made me feel breathless
with awe every time my eyes feu upon
them; - before me r a wide plain that
stretched up to the foot of those mighty
hills which rose, from it with an almost
startling abruptness. '
That was my first view of the wan or
the world, and I shall never forget it
to roy dying day.- ' ' -
- But to oescriDe a journey 10 me lar
frontier of India is nowadays a work of
supererogation. Suffice it then to say
that after many days and nights of trav
eling I finally reached the little place
by courtesy called a town, where a hand
ful, of Englishmen and another handful
of native - troops watched over that
troublous borderland which Is so seldom
really, quiet. . . . .-'.,. '
The few English I found pleasant ana
friendly, with - no especially noticeable
Characteristics good or bad, but the na-
tlye .women nd children, who were my
particular care, were an unfailing source
of-iileasure and Interest to me. -'
They called me the "doctor laay - ana
dear, friendly souls! they made me
welcome and did their utmost to show
me how grateful they were for what
little I could do to help them.
Every day saw my little surgery more
and more packed with a strange, miscel
laneous crowd of women, some of whom
had traveled miles to come and see the
white lady who was to bring them health
and strength, and their faith In me was
truly pathetic. 7
I hnd beirun studying the language be
fore I left England, and though at first
I needed an Interpreter with my patients.
I wa soon able to converse witn tnem
on my own account f
I had not forgotten my aear oia
friend. Mrs. Dymond, and one of my
earliest pilgrimages had been to the rude
cross which marked the spot wnere ner
son had fought and died. The major In
charge of, the fort rode there with me
himself, and there was a troubled look
on his face as we stood looking down
at the roughly hewn stone bearing the
name In somewhat uncouth carving:
FELIX DTMOND.
"Poor chan!" ho said. . "I wish those
brutes had left us his body. Their treat
ment, of the dead is not" he pulled him
self up short and sighed as he gased
out Into the rocky distance where lived
the strange wild tribes who rawea, ana
Correspondence Chicago Tribune.
During the Boxer troubles in China,
while the allied armies were marching
on Peking, a Chicago man arrived at
Tien Tsln on the coast with the , idea of
going on to Peking, as quickly as possi
ble. He found a Chinese Junk which had
been captured by the Japanese, and
which was about to start up tne river
with a load of supplies for the Japanese
army, and he succeeded in getting trans
portation on that boat ; , -
The Chinese crew was still engaged
in working the boat, -the authority of
the victorious Japanese being repre
sented by the person of a single little
Japanese corporal of marines. All the
way up the river that queer l,lttle "non
com" was an object of Interest and as
tonishment to the man from Chicago,
who gained from the study of this
single . specimen some new and inter
esting lights on the Japanese character.
-. The contrast between the dainty,
exquisite, almost effeminate ' manners
and habits of the -. Japanese, and the
courage, skill, ' and resolution which
they display in warfare has struck ev
ery western observer. In the person of
this corporal of marines the contrast
was accentuated.-
Though only a noncommlstoned officer
of the lowest rank, he seemed to feel
It Incumbent on him to maintain . the
dignity and honor of the mikado's army
to thev fullest extent Across one end
of the junk he had a ' small space
markbd off with a black line down on the
deck. Beyond that Una no one but him
self might step on any pretext And
within the space he had all hla belong
ings arranged with the neatness and
artistic effect of a lady's boudoir. Chief
among his traps Sot this warlike Jour
ney into the enemy's country was a
complete- manicure set nd every day
the corporal , sat down and "did", his
nails, which were kept as pink, as
polished, and ; as carefully shaped as
those of any fine lady. At the same
time he managed the Junk and its crew
THE OREGON JOTJRNALV
harried the frontier, but his significant
words made me shudder. I ' was glad
the mother , of the dead man had not
heard them, and that the photograph I
sent her of the rude cross in the moun
tain valley would only , speak of hope
and peace.
I had been In Ternabad for the best
part of a year, and we were all rejoicing
over the ending of the terribly rigorous
winter of those altitudes.
Spring had come at last: the apricot
orchards in the valleys were a glory of
blossom; the grass waa soon thick with
flowers; the sun had melted some of the
snow on the mighty mountains round us,
and our small river waa showing signs
of bursting its banks In Its riotous new
energy..
It was evening, and I sat alone in my
little room that adjoined , the surgery,
rejoicing In the soft yet fresh breeze
that swept in from the mountains. i
I waa reading quietly ; when a voice
outside my window startled me, ' t.
"Doctor lady! Oh, doctor lady! It
said, noftly, and when I hastened to look
out into the gathering darkness I saw
what was apparently a native woman
crouched on the ground without - Bid
ding her enter by the side tfoor into the
surgery, I went Into the latter room to
meet her. and found myself confronted
by a tall figure closely veiled.
Thinking that she had come to consult
me. and anxious to preserve, the disci
pline which the major Insisted upon in
surgery hours, I chlded her for coming
at a time which she knew was against
the rules; but she raised her hand depre-
catingly and said In a dialect which I
could barely understand: '
"Oh, protector of the poor! I come
not for myself, but for one who is sick
unto death. . ,
"You want me to go and see a sick
person?" '
"Oh, doctor lady! The night Is dark
and the way Is long, but this, thy serv
ant will "guide thee to the place," waa
the somewhat cryptic reply.
I waa somewhat pusxled, and Inquired
whether the patient was In one of the
little native villages that lay at vary
ing distances from Ternabad and its
fortress, but my visitor shook her head.
"The way is . long," ; ahe said again,
"the path is rough and very steep. The
sick one lies yonder where the wind
blows fronr the great deeerts." I
She raised her hand In a northerly di
rection, and It suddenly flashed upon me
that she was asking roe to go across the
fraitler into that wild no-man's-land
taW. lVWlM,aW
REFINED
with a hand of iron. Nothing escaped
him; he overlooked nothing;, he was
In supreme command of that Junk and
of all the people It carried, and no one
had the slightest doubt on that point
though not for a moment was the cor
poral other than scrupulously polite and
smiling. v , .
The man from Chicago - thought of
what would happen If some "buck pri
vate" in one of the splendid fighting
regiments of .United States regulars
should produce a manicure set In his
quarters and laughed at the idea, Yet
he was quite willing to ; admit with
the' example before him, that carefully
manicured and pink-polished finger nails
were not necessarily, an effeminacy,
even on the person of a private soldier.
Here is a story from Japanese his
tory which well Illustrates the deljcate
notions of personal honor which . still
largely govern 'the soldiers fend sailors
of the island empire. "
Once, years ago, there was a great
dalmyo or feudal chieftain, who had
among his vassals a certain samurai or
fighting man, who had seriously of
fended his lord. In punishment It was
ordered that the .arms of the samurai
be taken away from him. Now. no pos
sible disgrace or degredatlbn could be
greater than for. a samurai to be strip
ped of ' his arms. . Much . rather would
a -member of the old warrior class be
sentenced to death than to be thus dis
honored. Overcome by the punishment
to . which he had been sentenced, the
samurai petitioned the dalmyo to give
htm another chance, or. at least to
save htm from the dreadful and lasting
disgrace of having his arms . taken
away. But the dalmyo was fixed in his
Intention and could not be moved. Then
certain influential j members of the
samurai's family, on all of whose mem
bers, tho dishonor would, have fallen
with almost equal ; force, brought -fall
their influence to bear. -Finally, as a
great concession, the dalmyo consented
to pardon the offender, if he would lm -
PORTLAND, SUNDAY MORNING, MARCH 27, 1904.
into which t had never penetrated, and
where I was pretty sure Major Manby
would never consent to my gonlg.
' "The major sahib," I began, but the
woman sprang forward, and , suddenly
flung back her veil, saying: "
' "Oh, doctor lady! No harm shall bap-
pen to thee, but thou must come secretly.
No word must go forth of thy coming,
lest he should die."
' "Lest he should die," I repeated after
her. i "Lest he should die?" and I looked
gravely Into the face which was no long
er tildden by its veil, and which I saw to
be that of an oldish ' woman, lined and
wrinkled, but with eyes still full of fire
and shrewdness. -
"Harken,- oh! Doctor Lady," she
said, dropping her voice to a whisper,
"tis one who lies sick unto death, and
thy servant's skill is as weakness, and
net wisdom like unto folly before that
sickness which draws the life from him
whom I would fain save. ...
"But who is heT'I persisted. , 'V
She dropped her eyes, a strange 'ex
pression crept over her wizen face, and
she came yet closer to me and touched
my hand.
"He is not of my people," she mur
mured. "I know not his name but de
lay not oh! Doctor Lady, come at, once
lest It be too late and he die ere help
be given to him," .
My curiosity was roused. I confess
it; and I confess also that though fully
alive to the folly of such, a course. I
wanted to go with my visitor without
asking Major Manby's leave, which I
knew woulb be refused!
- To make a long story short, after a
few more questions, which the woman
answered with considerable vagueness, I
fl nail x. agreed to go with her, on con
dition that I should be back at my
post by the next morning. .
Then, wrapping a cloak about me and
adjusting the veil which I also wore
when visiting the natives, I followed
my guide out Into the night
I must own that I experienced many
very eerie sensations as we went
swiftly first over rough stony ground,
and then slowly began the ascent of a
path that was little more than a goat
track among frowning rocks and sheer
precipices under a sky, out of whose
indigo depths the , great bright stars
seemed ' about to drop upon our very
heads.
We climbed, or rather crept In total
silence along the face of those awful
iWamtai lk.dM W.tafaW tWfc fcal axWWllaaW W WaarfW.fc
BUT DAUNTLESS.
mediately commit haraklrl. Word was
taken to the samurai of this . act of
clemency and he sent out invitations ta
his friends to Join him in a feast of
rejoicing. At the close of the feast" at
which he glorified the kindness of his
chief which had saved him and his
people from lasting dishonor, he sent
a message of thankfulness to the
dalmyo. and then, with a smile on his
face, fell on his sword and killed him
self. .. s .
However repugnant this idea of per
sonal honqr may be to western Ideals
and ideas, it certainly explains why
Japanese soldiers and sailors are still
ready to count themselves fortunate If
they are given a chance to pay with their
lives for some slight advantage to their
country, '
Thus one of the popular heroes in
Japan today is that humble private who
gave up his life at the siege of Tien
Tsln. The Japanese army was sitting
down outside the walls of the city wait
ing for a 'chance to make a breach and
force an entrance. The nearest gate In
the city wjril was located back in a sort
of embrasure, so' that a man, once
getting inside of the embrasure, would
be safe from the attack of the soldiers
stationed on ' the walla On a certain
night a Japanese private, armed with
a bomb and honored among hta fellows
because he had been chosen for the
desperate task, crept up close to the
wall and got safely inside the embrasure
which protected, the gate. ; He lit the
fuse which was supposed to explode the
bomb, put the Instrument o( destruction
In place, and started 4o creep back to
the remainder, of the army. He had
almost passed the danger sons - and
reached a place of safety when .he no
ticed that the -fuse had gone out after
-burning almost its entire length..
would be impossible to again light th
fuse without being destroyed In the ex
plosion which would almost ' instantly
j follow. ' , ,' . .,
1 The' Japanese private of infantry
precipices for what seemed like hours
and hours, and then we began to descend
an equally perilous goat track on the
further side of the mountain. Pres
ently my guide paused before what
looked like a dark hole in the rock, and
made a soft sound, upon which a hang
ing, before what turnd out to be the
mouth of a cave, was drawn back, and
the old woman and I entered together. -
I found - myself In a large and lofty
cave; a, girl sat close to the entrance,
staring . at me with great wondering
eyes, and in a corner, on s heap of skins,
a man lay tossing restlessly to and fro
and moaning continually.
I crossed at once to hjs side and put
my hand upon his wrist; in the dim
light I could hardly see Ills face.. I
supposed the cool touch roused him, for
all at once he said slowly, and In per
fect English:
"Mother! why, mother!!
I uttered a low exclamation of pro
found amazement
'This is an Englishman,'" X said stern
ly, turning to the old woman; "who is
he? What Is he doing here?"
She cowered back against the wall
and answered whimperingly:
"Be not wrath wltft thy servant oh
Doctor Lady. Thy servant hath ten
ded and guarded htm, . when he lay aa
one dead. But the truth drops from thy
lips he Is not thy people." ,
"Mother!" the weak voice said again,
"I say you haven't gone have you?"
The stele man raised himself on his el
bow, then sank back wltb a groan, and
I stooped over him again; and this time
the flickering light of a most primitive
lamp fell full on his face, and my gaxe
met the glance of the bluest eyes I ever
saw In my life, and a bewildering sense
of familiarity, of having seen this man
before, was creeping over me, when his
band gripped mine feverishly, and he
murmured: ;
, "Say 'Felix my dear boy.' say it
mummy, darling, then I shall know this
C ykSiim W'SaaVlaiLlaiJaV
aagaMaaagaM
never hesitated. Turning, ne started to
creep back, using all his art to avoid
the bullets of the Chinese so that by
no chance might he be disanled before
be got back to the bomb. Safely he
crossed the tone of danger. Then he
sprang to his feet grasped the bomb in
his hands, lit the remnant of the fuse,
and an instant later vanished in the
cloud of debris which followed the ex
plosion. He was dead, but there was a
great gap in the city wall, through
which the Japanese army poured to vic
tory, rendered Irresistible by the daunt
less bravery of their humble comrade.
Even the present Russo-Japanese war,
short as has been Its duration, has al
ready furnished many examples of the
same spirit Only th other day there
was printed the story or a lowly Jap
anese mother whose only son, anxious
to enter the army, was not aljowed to
enllnt because of the fact that his old
mother was entirely dependent upon him
for support. :. -
When word of the rejection of her son
was brought to the old woman. Instead
of rejoicing, aa a woman and a mother
might have been expected to, she list
ened to the statement of Its cause and
then quietly proceeded to remove that
cause. She stood between her son and
his duty to the mikado. Without an in
stant's delay she took her own life, thus
leaving him free to fight ag&lnst 1 the
Russians.
A week ago the dispatches told of a
Japanue army officer who was acting
aa a, spy at Vladivostok, and in order to
better accomplish his purpose was work
ing as a barber.. One afternoon a Rus
sian officer came Into be shaved and took
occasions to mak remarks about the
Japanese. which tie pseudo barber, took
as a personal Inau It Instantly he drew
a revolver amT shot the Russian dead,
then announcing hla rank and posltios
In the Japanese army and stating that
he would - not listen to insults to his
fatherland.. The cable, has not told the
punishment which was meted out to the
1 smivmmm
beastly nightmare is over say 'Felix,
my dear boy. " v
My heart gave a leap. I knelt down
on the rough floor beside the bed of
skins and peered closer into the sick
man's face. Felix?
Why was , it possible could It be
possible that the oddly familiar look In
the patient's face, was accounted for?
Could it be that this was Mrs. Dymond' s
son, whom - she .mourned . as dead?
Could it -? v,
"Say it" the tired voice . almost
moaned. "I thought you had come and
the nightmare was over, mummy, dear
say it or else "
His voice, rose shrilly; he was labor
ing under an excitement that was very
bad for blm, and. only anxious to soothe
him at any cost I gently stroked back
the hair from his forehead, and in a
voice that trembled I whispered:
"Felix my dear boy!" '
A wonderful smile flashed out upon
his face,: those blue eyes looked into
mine, and he said softly:
. "Tou dear little mother klsa me!" ,
The old woman and the girl had van
ished. We were alone in the cave.
I did not dare to rouse his excite
ment again, and I laid my Hps against
his forehead gently, very gently, but as
I did so his arms went around my neck,
and he pressed , a long, lingering kiss
upon my face, ' over which the blood
swept in a torrent of crimson, while
my heart leapt and leapt till it almost
choked me. .;.,.,.:....,,.,.
Then, after doing what I could for
my patient's comfort, I sat down be
side him and stilled those throbbing
pulses of mine as best I could, whilst
I watched the strong face which even
In . the picture - bad Impressed me more
than I had cared to own.,
He lay very still, and I thought he
was sleeping, and in the semi-darkness
and silence, broken only by the heavy
breathing of the old woman and girl
who had returned to He across the door
way, I myself began to feel drowsy,
Japanese, though one May Imagine that
death will be Us mildest feature.
Doubtless a spy should be more will
ing to take insults for the good of the
cause he serves, but the incident illus
trates the high temper and quick sense
of personal honor which still guide the
actions of the descendants of the old
samurai ; .
The Japanese are said to - lead the
world In the matter Of nersonai cleanli
ness. Never a day passes but every nor-
njai Japanese takes a bath In water
which Is heated to at least 110 degrees,
too hot to be borne by a citlcen of the
west To the lowest coolie they are
polite and courteous in their dwellings,
among uiemselves and with strangera
Most of their houses are built of paper,
and in every detail, of life they are
dainty, refined and artistic.
That In spite of such habits and man
ners of life, they should at the same
time Be such grim and teuntless lighters
is one of the most curious contradictions
of history.
They have every habit which is sup
posed to make a people effeminate, soft
aud unwarlike, and at the same time
they are among the most . courageous,
skillful, and even reckless warriors in
the world. It may well be that the re
sult of the present war will force a
readjustment of the ideas of civilisa
tion on the subject of. the proper train
ing for a brave and self-reliant race of
people,' .: .
- Temlnlas Amenities.
From the Chicago News,
Mrs. Neurlch I'm going on a slum
ming expedition . with some friends to
morrow. :- , '
lira. Hammer ton Indeed! X hope you
will find your relatives enjoying good
health." ... ,
Short. ' ;, -" ." "
From the Detroit Free Press. '
"He used to call her. Sara very
gently.".
, "And now?" , ' ' '
"0, he's shortened It to 'Say. "
when a touch on my hand roused me Into
wakefulness, and I roused up to find
the sick man's eyes fixed on me in per
fect consciousness.
I had put back my veil, for the cave
was very hot and stuffy, and though
dimly Hithted, my face was quite visi
ble to him.
"I thought my mother was here," he ,
said faintly, "but you are an English
woman?" His tone grew puzzled.
"Where la my mother?"
"She is not here," I faltered, my faca
growing crimson again, "and I am only
the doctor who who Is attending
you You " ; v
"Then who," he exclaimed Impetuous
ly, half raising himself, "who was it,,
that I mean my mother was here,
was she not?" ,
"No-o." I whispered, "but hut I
think you ought to lie still. You are
better you "
Something flashed into those blue eyea
which made me lower my own and set
my pulses dancing wildly. - !
.."Yes am hetter," he said, and a"
little contented 'smile stole round his
mouth; "I am much better. Your rem
edies -r ' ,
He said no more, but the hasty glance ,
I cast at him showed me that his blue -eyes
were still fixed on me, and that tho
little happy smile still lingered on his
Hps. - ' :'' j
The remedies I had brought with ma,!-...
simple thougb-4bey-wef, did hint;
marked good, and in the dim dawn of,
day I was able to leave him with an
easy mind. I knew I must go back to ,
Ternabad, for there would be a terrible
hue and, cry if I were missed in the
morning, but I promised that I would,
return to the cave that evening if the
old woman would again be my guide. t
The siok man was very drowsy and:'
weak, and by no means out of danger.'
and no longer aware of my identity;
but when, after my morning's work and
a refreshing sleep. I once more climbed
to the remote cave, I found him lying
with his face turned toward the en-j
trantee, full consciousness in his glance.'
... "Welcome, oh Lady Doctor!" he aaid
as he took my hand. ; Then a mis-.
chlevous twinkle shone In his blue eyeaj
as he said softly: i
"I do not think you are my mother;
today, you see!" f '
- I blessed the veil that hid my scarlet
countenance, and I flatter myself I an-,
swered very calmly:
"I am very proud to think that X have
found you for your mother: she is a
great friend of mine," and without mora
ado I plunged into the story of our
friendship, and of her mourning for tho
son she thought of ss dead. .
"I fell like a log." he said: "I thought
I was done for, but the enemy carried
me off. and when they found X was alive
they couldn't decide whether to kill me
or get a fat ransom for me. Finally the
old lady who fetched you had me spirited ,
away to this place by her two. sons.
It seems she has some cause for grati
tude toward the English, and was smit
ten with a wish to do me a good turn.
For the same reason she fetched you,
and, I fancy, with a little persuasion
we might for the same reason again.
Induce her to let me get away and wink
at my departure when I am well
enough."
Poor old woman! It appeared that
once long kgo an English lady had been
kind to her and her children in a time -of
famine and sickness, and that kind- ,
ness had never been forgotten. It bore
fruit now, for there came a day when
my patient was carried along that goat
track on a quaintly : fashioned litter
borne by the old woman's son, and she
herself parted from us with a shower
of blessings which ought to insure hap
piness for evermore to Felix and me.
Yes It has come, to be "Felix and
me!"
He asked me to be his wife standing
beside the roughly hewn cross whlrti
bears his name, and his eyes were shin
ing with a great happiness as he said
softly: ' ' "'v- :
"Sweetheart, I owe my life to you
and now I m to owe my hnpplnKS
you as well. My mother dM -I'mriv
when she called me fr'tix; ttn-re n r
was a happier fellow!"
And I think h 1 ny fn '--
whilst as for our dr n. !. r. ! 1
mine, she nsyft lier cup of J-.y ovef -flowed
on the day when I 1M t i
grandson In her arm an.l t.,1-1 l -r ).
was a second Fell v.