The Illinois free trader and LaSalle County commercial advertiser. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1841-1843, 1843-02-17

uoVf, anu hc Wcit III Will utc quick ubGp
that had marked his entrance for sevcrsI
days. Il was no, quite dark, and his wife
sat sewing by the window. She wae
finishing pair of pantaloons that had a
go home that very evening, and with the
money she was to get for them, she *,
pectea To buy the Sunday dinner. There
was barely enough food in the house foF
supper, and unless she received her pay
for this piece of work ,sshe had no means
of getting the required sus,enance osher-
self and children. The individual for
whom it was intended was not prompt
psy-mas,er, and usually grumbled when
ever Mrs. Jarvis asked him for money.
TO add to the circumstances Of trouble Of
mind, she fell, almost ready to give up,
from the excessive pain in her breast,
and her whole frame. As her husband
came in, she turned upon him an anxious
and troubled coun,enance, and then bent
down over her work, ard piled her needle
hurIiedly. As the twilight fell di,nIy
around, she drew nearer and nearer 10 the
window, and al last stood up, close up to
the panes of glass, so that her hand almost
touched, in order 10 catch the few feeble
rays Of light that were still visible. But
she could not finish the garment upon
which she wrought, by the light Of day,
A candle was now lit, and she took her
place by The table, not so much as glan-
cling towards her husband, who had sea-
led himself in chair. with his youngest
child upon his knee.-Ha!f an hour
passed in silence, and then Mrs. Jarvis
rose up. having taken the last stitch in the
garment she was making and passed into
the adjoining chamber, In few ni-
uutes she came out, with her bonnet and
shawl on, and the pair ofpantaloons that
she had just finished, on her arm.
Where are you going, Jane !! her hus-
band asked, in tone Of surprise, that
seemed, to her ear, mingled with dissp-
poinmenI.
1 am going to carry my work home
But wouldn't go now, Jane.--Wpit
until after supper
mo. John, cannot wait until after
supper. The work will be wanted. Il
should have been home two hours ago.
She gllded from the room before he
could make up his mind 10 detan he, by
telling the good news that were trembling
on his tongue for ut,erance.
A walk of few minutes brought her to
The door OF tailor's shop, around the
front Of which hung sundry garments ex-
posed for sale. This shop she entered
aud presented the pair of pantaloons 20 q
mau who stood behind the counter. His
face relaxed not muscle as he took them,
and made careful examination Of the
work
'They'lI do he >, length said, tossing
them aside, and resuming his employ
ment Of cutting out garment.
Poor Mrs. Jarvis paused, dreading to
utter her request. But necessity con.
qnering the painful reluctance, she said
Can you pay me for this pair. 70.
night, Mr.. Willets! 2
No. I've got more money TO pay on
Monday than know where to get. aud
cannot let a cent 20 OUT
But, Mr.. Willeis. -
Il don't want TO hear any OF your reas
sons, Mrs. Jarvis. You can't have the
money tonight; and, any how, | don't
see I'll To lay out money in little dribs.
The fact is and lie looked angrlly at the
poor woman, If you don'tstop this pee.
lering me for money every whip-s.iicl,, ]
won. give you another job. I'm tired Of
IT,
Mrs. Jarvis turned slowly away, and
had nearly reached the door, when the
thought Of her children caused her TO
pause 70 have them want for food, was
a drought she could not bear. Thus far
she had been able TO keep them from huns
ger. and to still keep them from its pangs.
had she worked all day with unusual inc
duslry, although suffering much from pain
and debility.
canno, go, Mr.. Willets, without the
money, she said and suddenly turning,
and speaking in an excited tone.
You tciH so. I'm thinking, madam.
was the reply. while the tailor glanced
angrily at her, and compressed his lips
firmly.
'Oh. SIR changing her tone, pay mo
what YOU owe ne want it very much.s
'Oh. yes. SO You all say. But am
used to such make-believes. You get NO
money out Of me tonight, madam. That
lis a settled point.--l'm angry now--sd
you had better go home at once! Nyou
dom. III never give you a stitch Of work.
so help -