Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1856-02-29

scamp that comes in your way"
] Hs was silent a moment and then
added. "He viii have to do better
than he has done. il he don't get set
adrift-that's ALL"
i Tom was now heard whistling to
his dog. "Hcar the fool" continued
Mr.. Fisher: at wish that dog was
deadl"
"It's a pity il Tom can't even have
q dog to comfort him." said Sally,
and she went angrily nway.
That night. when Tom said he had
done big days chopping. Mr.. Fish
er asked him if he had not also done
a big days work at drinking: and
without further notice he produced
his leather bag. counted out twenty
dollars. and placing them before Tom
told him he might go as soon as he
liked.
! 1t was a wild March night, the
lights aud shadows were fighting each
other among the clouds, and neither
quite getting the mastery, when at the
door Of the front room, where the dry
myrtle pots set on the hearth, there
came tmid rap, and a moment af-
ter. his gun in his hand. and his dog
at ais heels, Thomas Buttershall went
softly in.
II was not the first time by any
means he had talked there with Sally,
but let other times pass. We have
only to do with this.
30 Thomas" sobbed the girl, COM
ing forward and taking the young
mans hand, "what will become Of
you? what will become ofyou?"
81 don't care what becomes of me-
replied Thomas with tenderest emo
tion, and folding the head Of the
weeping girl close to his bosom as he
spoke.
"But where will you go?" she said
directly.
"If away from you. Sally" he an
swered, "it don't matter where-one
place will be the same as another"
'What shall do? what shall ] dog
said the poor girl. "home was so des-
olate before you came, and now shall
die"
"Dear Sally" said the young man,
kissing the forehead that was upturn-
ed beneath his lips, "it is very cruel
fate that forces me out alone into this
great world, away from all that is
dear to me, all that care n live for
for-away from you. Sally"
20 you must not 60, dear Thomas.
whispered Sally; 81 cannot stay here
when you are gone"
eff | were not the poor wanderer
ami. il | had home, had even a>rool
TO shelter me-" said Thomas. fold
ing the poor girl closer and closer, II
would ask you to share il with me;
but l have nothing nothing. dearest,
but poverty and my love-"
"Do you love me. them" exclalm-
ed Sally; "tell me SO again."
He did tell her so again and again.
"Then," said she. II have all
want, and to the end of the world
will go with you"
Half an hour passed, and the ST.
lence Of the old parlor was not disturb.
ed by even whisper. The following
day It was found that Sally was gone.
green parasol. white dress and all.
Twenty dollars was not much to
begin life with, and our runawsys
began it very humbly, of COURSE
They scorned to go far; they would
show the old folks that they were not
ashamod--that they had done moth.
ing wrong. and could earn a living for
themselves. A small patch Of ground,
and poor little cabin were hired hall
mile or so from the cross roads and
the log school-house, and for time
there was no happier pair than they
in the world.
The very dog barked at the moon
rs IL he was as good as she. and
stretched himselfat the door, stone as
liz he had sunless treasures within to
guard. But a sad truth must be told;
alas for the prospective happiness OF
our young housekeeperl-the last six.
pense Of the twenty dollars was spent
for whisky.
II was against Sally's better knowl.
edge; but poor Tom must have some
thing to comfort him. she said. and
she was sure he had little enough.
, March came again, wild and stormy
and Sally lay all day on her sick bed,
and night came. and with no light bul
the freight to see the bright little
round baby that came 10 bless her,
, she lay in quiet happiness.
: "There is not teaspoon full Of tea
' in the house, madam" said the nurse
querulously lifting the steaming kettle
, from the Goals; and she went on,
, turning her frowning face toward Sal
ly, sit is too bad of your husband to
, go OF and leave you so, and without
> so much as teaspoon full Of tea in
the house. He deserves to be despis
ed of everybody" II
Sally had not groaned for herself
but she groaned aloud now for pool
5 Tom, saying pleadingly, "Don'tl Q
don'tl he can't get everything, my
dear friend"
/, mo, but he could get little tes
for his sick wife. if he deserved to be
; called a man; and I'll be bound the
whisky-jug is not empty. The wretch
] wish he might fall down and break
the old jug 10 pieces, the FIRST time hs
goes to get it filed"
I, For good while after the baby wa:
! born the whisky.jug stood empty
partly because of the new Happiness
that came to the father, and, it mus
be confessed. partly because the jug
could nowhere be found. For be
, own private satisfaction. and not tha
she desired or expected TO reform th'
villainous husband. the nurse.empres
u had hidden il, whispering the deet
only in the ear Of her baby, to whom
e by the way, she communicated man,
!, other important matters, much pas
: his little ability TO comprehend.
How happy they were in their nev