The Man Thou Gavest by Harriet T. (Harriet Theresa) Comstock
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"Lynda--are you there, dear?" It had been a frequent, pathetic question during the month of illness. Lynda had been summoned from school. Brace was still at his studies. "Yes, mother, right here!" "You are always--right here! Lyn, once I thought I could not stand it, and I was going to run away--going in the night. As I passed your door you awoke and asked for a drink of water. I gave it, trembling lest you might notice my hat and coat; but you did not--you only said: 'What would I do if I woke up some night and didn't have a mother?' Lyn, dear, I went back and--stayed!" Lynda had thought her mother's mind wandering so she patted the seeking hands and murmured gently to her. Then, suddenly: "Lyn, when I married your father I thought I loved him--but I loved another! I've done the best I could for you all; I never let any one know; I dared not give a sign, but I want you--by and by--to go to--William Truedale! You need not explain--just go; you will be my gift to him--my last and only gift." Startled and horrified, Lynda had listened, understood, and grown old while her mother spoke.... Then came the night when she awoke--and found no mother! She was never the same. She returned to school but gave up the idea of going to |
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