The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1855-12-01
RAVENNA, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 1 1856.


there was nothing to be seen to eat, except
the bread which the chickens were finish
ing; the stove was rusted and broken, and
the fire dead. "Dear me, Oh dear met"
sighed Anne, no wonder Moses looks so
old" and.she walkedsinto the backyard to
see il she could find anything more cheerful
or hopeful. Plenty of dead trees she found
and these she had seen many q time before;
some tubs Of water which seemed to have
been standing a month; rough gronhd which
the pigs had plowed up with their noses,
and few rose and currant bushes, which
seemed to have been killed by having hot
water thrown on their roofs. As she was
about to return, having seen nothing to en-
courage her, little girl of fourteen, per-
haps, started up from u heap of sand on
which she had been playing, and. accosted
her in q familiarEa and rude manner, She
was wretchedly untidy in her dress, and in
all ways unprepossessing, Anne thought,
nevertheless she was Mrs. Wolfe's house.
keeper, and fair specimen of the fifty she
had had during the twetty years other mar
ried life When asked why she had not
been at work? she replied that she did her
work when she pleased ard as she pleased;
and that if Mrs. Wolfe did not care, she
was sure no one else need be troubled about
it. "But is it not dinner timew urged An
ne, looking across the field where Mr..
Wolfe was at work. in the sun, digging bri.
ars. GAS fol dinner time,'' said the girl,
laughing impishly, eve don't have no time
mostly, unless we have visitors Mrs.
Wolfe takes luncheon when she feels like
she wanted it, and that's the way of it."
"And don't Mr.. Wolfe eat anything l"-
asked Anne, looking towards the briary hill
side again. Mr.. Wolfe !" repeated the girl,
tossing the sand high in the air in foolish
glee sold Moses if you mean him, eats
what he can get, and when he can get it.
wonder if you think body would work
body's selfto death for the like of him."
When first his footsteps came along the
path to the door, Anne's heart beat SO loud
she thought Mrs. Wolfe would surely hear
it; bnt she did not; probably she did not
know that hearts beat louder at one time
than another. s'What shall | say, or how
meet him thought Anne but it was easy
enough to do, when he had made an easy
and friendly recognition, and sat down at the
table without more ado. In silence he par
took Of the scanty repast, making only one
or two commonplace remarks about the
weather or the crops He was changed in
heart, as we'll as appearance, Anne thought
and had likely forgotten that he had ever
cared more for her than for any other wo.
man. Once, when she alluded to the spin
ming time at his mothers house she found
that he remembered it; but whether the
memory gave him pleasure ofpain she coult
moi tell, he betrayed neither. r|.
Every day Mrs. Wolfe added to the list
she. was making of articles to be bought
when she went to town. and in all the long
list not one triae was for Moses. 81 must
have hundred dollars Oil Saturday." she
said to him one evening, "and you must car.
ry me to town." IA .sa,sg s..,-.s ..-t
81 don't know how i can spare more than
twenty" said Moses; l need good many
things about the farm, and you see how bad
! ly,off i am for boots and Enthusiastically,
don't know what ! am to do.' baa ,es 23i 70
5"'Didn't you expect to provide for me
when you married me p asked Mrs. Wolfe
sharply.
Eyes" said Moses, mcehiy waT
"Very well, them" replied Mrs. Wolfe,
"whut.are you making poor mouth about?"
Nothing" said Moses ;'[ suppose | must
sell my best horse, if you cannot do without
the money but then l can't take you tc
town, you know, with my one horse ant
signing heavily he went out of the house
and sat alone with the moon and the winds
And the horse was sold, and Mrs. Wolfe
wore the new cuffs and went to town il
the public coach; every body said it was
strange Moses could not take his wife tc
town in private carriage, but he had be
come strange man and could not be expect
ed to do as other folks did.
Mrs. Wolfe did not come home in the
coach the horses were frightened, run a.
way on the way to town, and she was thrown
from her seat and killed.
Those who wish to read the particulars o
this srightful calamity. will find them al re.
corded in the Incorruptible Democrat, the ed.
itor Of which applied to the subject the mo-
wing rhetoric with which be painted the ruiz
of his country, in case of his party 3 defeat
. and printed his articles with an abundance
of exclamation points, italics, small ant
large capitals, and other sensational indica
tions,. as was perfectly proper. ! will no
! here dwell upon so melancholy catastro
phe. l
II wonder it Moses will not reflect ,or
himself now. said the neighbors. They
were curious to see how he could get along
! now, that he had nobody to help bin. They
supposed he would break quite down ant
4 very soon follow his wife. In all the coun
try no one had ever SO large funeral AZ
i Mrs. Wolfe. or was so generally or deepl,