The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1860-12-20

swell, I would not 60 SO unfashions
bly, dressed for ten lots and, as for socie
ty, wonder who thinks anything Q
them They never made party sine
knew them, and | do not believe the,
have been invited out once !"
"You are mistaken there, Mira, fo
Judge Lotions boy left note for hin
yesterday, when We were in the offic'
together; aud to my wondering what t!.'
Judge could want OF him, he said the
we're invited there to tea to.morr w
There has been strong talk Of running
him as candidat. for County 4 ditor,
believe. People feel more confidence i,
a man who owns a home-think there il
some stability about him. am sure my
education is as good ss his. and you know
Mr.. Greer ranks me higher in busires,
matters but School Committee man i.
the only Office ever filled, or expect t
FILL"
81 was sure it was something about
!; Racine, that gave you the blues to tight
| wish We could move where we nigh
never see his place or face again. He
has case Of books, and so some folks
think they are intellectual, and make
something Of them; but you know the
Racines are not popular in the best so.
c,ety Why, oul last week, l heard
Mrs. McGreger say that Mrs Racine
was pretty enough woman, if she was
not SO questionable; but who wanted
their parlors filled with an ou.landish
dress two years behind the times To
my know edge, she has had but two silks
since she was married"
:" Do you call Mrs. McGregor best so.
ciety ?"
Well, everybody goes there
Not everybody. The Fremouts, and
Deverges, and Judge Lotion"
"Oh dear! They are so very select,
that they would have to Inspect baby
to see whether he had mind, before
they could caress him. l wonder they
don't import earth from the untrodden
north pole to walk on, so as not to step
where common folks do"
"Nina, who was kindest to me, when
| had that long sickness last fall? But
1t Is no use to talk; We can never see
alike SO here is half the money | have
in the world-tske it, and do rs YOU
please with it. l will shut the CRATE, for
It Is past ten now, aud l must be up
betimes in the morning, to mark that
invoice of new goods"
Dreams-those phantasmagoria of the
BRAIN, that with startling vividness some
times rise before the minds eve. and
change the whole current of ones being
-came to Mrs. Campbell, as she closed
her eyes in sleep. and the restless move.
ments, means and sobs, would have in
terpreted them to an observer as far from
pleasant. She thought she was journey.
ing in an emigrapt's wagon over bound.
less prsiric, with the hot sun strikiry
through the scanty cloth protection with
scorching heat, Ida and Frank on the
hard board seat by her side, with fever.
ed brows and parched lips, crying for
water, while her husband with head
bowed down and wea"y step, as if all hope
was dead in his heart, plodded slowly
along by the side of his team. From q
black stagnant pool by the wayside, the
children quenched their thirst, but ST..
turned with tears rom the sickening
draught, and thought of the cool bub-
bling spring that flowed on summer and
winter over the mossy stones, close BY
the home they had left. At last a hut
appeared in the distance but the sun
was low in the west, ere they reached it,
and darkness shut around them in that
des"la'e spot, with the sharp bark of the
dogs startling them, and the wind rat.
ting the loose roof, as if it would scatter
j. like down to the earth. A cold sup
per was hastily prepared on board, from
fragments of food they brought with
them, and as her husband came in from
hamper'ng his team for the night, lie
fell heavily to the floor Her frail arms
could not lift him, and all she cou'd do
wss to place some pillows under his
head, and try to restore him from the
death like swoon. She knew, ere night,
that he vas far from we'll, by the flush
On his face, and palcness around his
NJ nth, but it never entered her mind
that his strong form could become so
helpless. and she wrung her hands over
him, and cried aloud in anguish Of spirit.
A ter an hour or SO he moaned, and
threw his AIMS about res,lessly, then
started up, and stared wildly about the
room, aud With mocking laugh of delir.
'um tried to mimic the sharp bark of the
dogs, mixed up with screams that blanch.
ed the cheek Of his poor wife. Then his
voice would sink, aud he would tell about
his cottage-home where the water plash.
ed over the mosy stones, and the vines
shut out the hot sun from the cool, airy
rooms, and with finger 90 his lip he
would whisper that they would have
been there now, it Nina would only have
helped him, but, she was SO pretty. he
could not say "No'-and it all went,
every dollar, but she must not know it
1t would make her cry, and he had
rather go hungry than see her cry
Then another mood would come over
him. aud his eyes would glare upon her,
md be would bid her begone; she had
driven him where he could not get
drop OF water. when he was dying with
Ehirst-yes, dying with thirst. Oh he
'ould not die! Water'-he would
,hrlek-one drop Of water to save his
life
The great drops of perspiration TODD
IN Mrs. Campbell's brow, as she started
vildlv from tho ,,;llo- o.I -l.