The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1860-10-03

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Lizzie.was good, sensible girl, and was
soon tired of boarding. A snug house was
rented, and the work of supporting wife
began in earnest. The five rooms cost two
hundred dollars year, and were pIetlily
furnished. Lizzie preferred 10 do her own
work, washing and all, and being expert
with her needle, now and then found lime
to make dollar extra. Then as it was
little lonesome for Frank, he brought home
several clerks, as day boarders, at four dol
! ltrs a week. Still with all this, he would
tell his acquaintances how much less it
cost him 10 live. Now he supported
wife, he never seemed, for moment TO
realize that she it was who was saving all
these expenses, and that, if he had not
earned dollar, her busy hands would have
paid the rent, and kept him from sta
| wing.
! So the matter stood, when he asked her
TO mend his coat. Lizzie drew deep sigh
after he was gone, and hurried her dishes
away as fast as possible.
The coat was of broadcloih, and was his
wedding garment /; 5ui it was so we'll nigh
wearing out, broken under, the arms, the
cord and lining in rags, and sieve Innings
broke loose, buttons worn off in fine, there
was nearly. If not quite, a steady days
work She sat downto the coat with
hearty good will, determined 10 do her
best. Her needle few, but every momen:
il had to be lain down, 10 see 10 the dinner
or hush the baby. The hours wore away,
aud though she did all she could, the job
was still quite unfinished al sundown.
Waller cried quite necessarily. He
looked pale, and his eyes were dim. She
RENE embered Franks words, Let him
squall, and did let him cry half an hour
or more. Oh, how it wearied her to hear
her darling cry for lis mother. The
tears swan in her eyes, as she thought OF
her hard days work, and of the want OF ap
probation of her labor's. She knew she
was making the old coat look almost as
| well as new. Bui he could never think Of
the .oil she put upon it. And what if he
don'lr she mentally calculated Il shall in
my own spirit know all have dore, and
that is enough.'-Still she was longing, long
} ing with sickening heart, 10 have her labor
recognized, 10 hear him now and then speak
as if her work was of some avail. There is
no more than FIVE minutes work, and Il Q
tailor would charge me dollar kept ring
Jag in her ears.
But Lizzie was strong hearted, as well as
loving and duiiful. So she shook OF her
discomfort and putting on smile, took up
the baby, and sung her prettiest lullaby,
carried him round. with ms little head on
her shoulder, while she filled the tea-kelte,
and sci the table now and then setting him
in his crrde, and chirpiug TO him, as she
did those things that required both of her
hands. Thus she worried through supper
getting, and with much managing had all
things ready by the time Frank came in
with his companions.
ny coat done, Lizzie!'
NO, not quile'
That's woman for ye, boys. One half
of them would let husband go out at the
elbows a week, before they would turn a.
ride from any plans of theirs. All the iron.
ing is completed, pn be bound. Amt it SO
Lizziep
Lizzie was taking her biscuit out OF the
oven, and the young men did not see the
deep flush of pain that flashed over her
weary features.
'Will you bring in pitcher of water,
please!' she said, pleasantly, not seeming
TO have heard The question.
There i; is agair when was bach.
had nothing ts do but hand my coat over TO
tailor, pay him dollar, and it was done
in jiffy, and no grumbling. No water 10
fetch when a fellows tired either.
Lizzie was tired, sad and nervous want
of sleep and the exhaustion incident TO nur-
sing her beautiful boy, now so near sick
the hurrying TO get time tor the mending,
not to speak of the disappointment in put
ting aside her own plans, thus throwing her
baking and ironing into one day, for both
must be done OF the morrow, or the clothes
would mlIdew, and The boarders do with
out bread all this was too much. Lizzie
could cot endure his badinage, though half
playful, for she knew well, that if some
such thoughts were not in his mind, they
would not have found their way 10 his
lips
She hastily set the biscuit upon the table
and saying, simply supper is ready, STEP
ped into Ihe bedroom, and burst inio tears.
You may call her fool if you will. do
not. You might as well ask the withered
leaves not 10 fall, when the autumn gale
sweeps through them as well ask the flow
ers not TO suffer the morning dews to exhale
in sunshine, as TO ask a tender. loving SEN
sitlve wife TO withhold her tears, when she