The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1855-10-04

lay asleep in one corner, and q pig look
cd in at the door the floor seemed not
70 have been washed for six months -
thsre was nothing to bo seen to eat, ex-
eept tho bread which the chickens we're
asishing the stove was rustsd and brok-
sn, and the Ere dead.
Dear me, o, dear me y sighed An
ne, No wonder Moses looks 80 old =
and she walked into the back yard to
sss If she could ind anything more cheer
ful o. hopeful. Plenty OF dead trees
she found, and these she had seen many
time before some tubs Of water
which appeared to have been standing
month rough ground which the pigs
bad plowed up With their noses, and a
few rose and current bushes, which
seemed to have been killed by having
bet water thrown over their roots. As
che vas about to return, having seen
aothing to encourage her, little girl of
fourteen, perhaps, started up from a
heap Of sand on which she had been
playing, and accosted her in familiar
and rude manner. She was wretchedly
untidy in her dress, and 10 all ways most
usprepsssessing, Anne thought never
thsless, she was Mrs. Wolfe's house,
keeper, and fair specimen of the fifty
she had had during the twenty years of
her married life. When asked why she
had not been at her work she replied,
" that she did her work when she pleased
and - she pleased, and that if Mrs
Wolfe did not care, she was sure no one
else need to be troubled about it,
But is it not dinner time p urged
Anne, looking across the field where
Mr.. Wolfe Was at work in the sun, dig
ging briers.
As for dinner-time,' said the girl,
laughing impishly, we don't have no
tine mostly, unless we have visitors !;
Mrs. Wolfe takes luncheon when she
feels like she wanted it, and that's the
way ofit.'
And don't Mr.. Wolfe eat anything''
asked Anne, looking towards the briery
hillside again.
Mr.. Wolfe p repeated the girl, toss.
INK the sand high in tho air in foolish
glss; Old Moses, if you mean him, +,
eats what he can get and when be can
get It. l wonder if you think a. body
wos!d work body's solf to death for
the like of him p
When first his footsteps came, wea-
My, slsng the path to the door, Anne's
heart beat SO loud she thought Mrs.
Wolfe would surely hear it; but she
did not; probably she did not know
that hearts beat louder at ono time than
smother. What shall I say, or how
meet him = thought Anne but it was
easy enough to do, when be had made a
simple and friendly recognition, and sat
down 1t the table without more ado.--
In silence be partook of the scanty re-
;paat, making only one or two common
place remarks about the weather or tho
,ersps. He Was changed in heart, as
well ~ appearance, Anne thought, and
had likely forgotten that he ever cared
more for her than for any other woman.
.Onoe, when she alluded to the spinning
time at his mothers house, she found
that he remembered it; but whether
tho memory gave him pleasure or pain
she eosld not tell--he betrayed neither
Every day Mrs. Wolfe added to the
list she was making of articles to be
bought when she went to town, and in
al the long list not one trife was for
Moses.
I must have a hundred dollars on
Saturday, she said to him one evening,
and you must carry me to town
Il don't know how l can spare moro
thsa twenty said Moses; L need a
good many things about the farm, and
you see how badly.of I am for boots and
olothes-really, l don't know what l
am to do.'
Didn't you expect to provide for me
when you married me = asked Mrs.
Wolfe, sharply.
Yes said Moses, meekly.
Very we'll, then,' replied Mrs. W.
what are you making poor mouth
about3'
Nothing replied Moses; Il sup
psse / must sell my best horse, il you
can't do without the money; but then
can't take you to town, you know,
With my one horse ; and sighing heavi-
~ he went out Of the house, and sat
alone with the moon and winds.
And the horse was sold, and Mrs.
Wslfs wore the new cuffs and went to
town in the public coach everybody
said it was strange Moses could not take
bis wife to town in a private carriage,
but be indeed had become very strange
man and could not be expected to do as
other folks did.
Mrs. Wolfe did not come homo ia
the coach ; the horses were frightened,
ran away on the way to town, and she
was thrown from her seat and killed.
Those who wish 10 read the particu-
lars Of this frightful calamity, will find
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