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So she sat still on the edge of his bed, waiting till he should be really asleep. From the dining-room below her rose the sound of voices, or rather of one voice her father's. She wondered why it sounded so angry, and then, mixed with some unintelligible phrases "turned out on the street, in trouble in a foreign land Good God!" she caught Pauline's name. Oh yes, that must be the trouble.
In forty-eight hours Draxy had rented one half of his house, made a contract with a carpenter for the building of a kitchen and out-buildings on the north side of it, engaged board at the Elder's table for her parents and herself for a month, and hired Bill Sims to be her father's head man for one year. All the while she seemed as modestly grateful to the Elder as if he had done it all for her.
The coachman, closing the door of the carriage mounted his box and took the reins, while the pretty girl took her father's arm and came down the street passing the young men, who, we fear, stared at her rudely. They were hardly to be blamed for it, for she was as near perfection as a girl of sixteen can be.
That pretty head held but two realities Sammy, whistling robin-like as he made tea in the kitchen, and the little human lamb hugged up on her arm. But suddenly the whistling ceased, and Sammy's voice, thrilling with joy, exclaimed: "Oh, mother!" "Mrs. Willson sent word to me. Your father's gone to the village, and I ran away, Sammy boy," whispered Mrs. Norris, eagerly. "I just ran away.
Whilst Virginia rapidly uttered all this, Clarence marked the wild animation of her eyes, the sudden changes of her countenance; he recollected her father's insanity; every feeling of his mind gave way to terror and pity; he approached her with all the calmness that he could assume, took both her hands, and holding them in his, said, in a soothing voice "My dear Virginia, you are not ungrateful.
She has been fed on froth mentally, and in Sam's worst straits has evidently never been obliged to do anything more severe in the way of manual labor than to mend her father's clothes; but withal she is innocent and honest, and not to blame, in the absence of a mother or any wise guidance, for not rising higher than her father's standards. You and Martha gave her heart and pride a great shock.
Oh, with what a wild throbbing of heart did she gaze at the familiar sights which presented themselves to her on all sides, as she and Amos drove along the well-known roads, in through the great green gates, up the drive, and then, with a sudden pull up, to the front door. The next moment she had sprung on to the door-steps with an eager cry, and found herself clasped in her father's arms.
"It was all of two weeks that I was there, so he told me afterward. As my reason returned, his first thought was to get me back to my father's ranch, having learned who I was and enough of what had happened to understand the situation.
'tis for offices like these the last sweet child is given; The mother's joy, the father's pride, the fairest boon of heaven: Their fireside plaything first, then of their failing strength the rock, The rainbow to their wavering years, the youngling of their flock. Original. Horeb is long since left behind.
Mental disease began after father's death. Constant self condemnation. Suicidal. Exophthalmic goiter. Autopsy: Thyroid glandular hyperplasia. Mitral sclerosis. Aortic sclerosis with ulceration. Chronic endocarditis. Chronic diffuse nephritis. Scars of both apices of lungs, with small abscess of left apex. Emaciation. Brain weight 1050 grams.
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