"
Alice sat up in bed, and her eyes flashed as she said,
"My heart has renewed its hope with this young life. I believe my
husband still lives, and, until I have conclusive proofs of his
death, our son's name will be Quincy Adams Sawyer, Junior."
CHAPTER XIII
"HORNABY HOOK"
Time, it is said, will dull the deepest sorrow. There are some who
put out of sight everything to remind them of the lost one, while
others treasure every memento, and never tire of recalling the
virtues of the departed.
In Alice's case the presence of her little boy was a constant
reminder of her husband. In Aunt Ella she found a willing listener,
and talking of her past happy married life aided greatly in restoring
her nerve power and improving her general health.
She said one day, "Aunt Ella, don't you think it better to face your
troubles bravely than to fly away from them?"
"I certainly do. You are following the right course, Alice; the same
as I did when Robert died. Your parting with Quincy was sad,
inexpressibly so, but imagine my feelings to awake and find my
husband dead in the bed beside me. Did I try to forget him? You
remember his rooms in the Mount Vernon Street house. They became my
Mecca--the place to which I went when I had a 'blue fit,' or was
depressed in any way. God has sent you a child to keep your husband's
memory fresh.
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