The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1865-10-11

home, and thought I'd have little Nelly
keep me company. Will you come too,
Susan, and be a mother to the little girl?
don't know where I could find better
Susan's face flushed scarlet and her lip
curled little, as she answered,
81 cant tell you now, Mr. Morgan, I
must think of it."
"I will hope you will think we'll of it,
Miss Susan. And you will give me your
answer to morrow night 2" he asked, as
he bent his head over to kiss the
baby. -a:...
"Yes."
After he had gone Susan sat for long
time thinking abstractly of his question
She did not love the man, and she shrewd-
ly guessed what sort ola life poor Ellen
had lived with him. Had it not been for
little Nelly she would have given him an
instant and perhaps indignant negative;
but could she give up her darling? IF
she did not marry Job Morgan, some one
else would, and she could not bear the
thought of any other teaching the little
one to love her.
When she asked her mothers advice,
for Susan was dutiful young woman, she
seemed to think any doubt was out Of the
question.
"Why, Susan you will be we'll provided
for for a lifetime"
So Susan married Job Morgan. but
there was something in her maner that
awed Job, and he never felt quite at ease
in her presence. A few weeks after their
marriage, he suggested that Dorrance, the
hired girl, should be dismissed, as he
could not afford any needless expenses.
Susan did not understand the last part of
the sentence, and answered him cool
ly:
II think Dorrance does very we'll, and
if we change we might have to pay anoth-
|er girl higher wages; besides, it is always
unpleasant to have strange faces around.
By the way, little Nelly wants some new
shoes and dress. IF you haven't any
money with you, I can get them and let
you step in and pay for them when you
come home"
Nelly held out her hands across the
table, growing merrily, and yet her father
took ne notice of her; for he was perfectly
confounded by the stern fact that stared
him ia the face, here was q woman who
did not fear himl How calm and peace
full she looked as she sat there listening
to baby's prattle, and how elegant in her
simple dress and plain collar, with the soft
wavy hair lying in warm red shadows
about her forehead He used to think
she would be like Ellen, but she was not.
Quiet and lady like as she always was,
there was something about her which told
plainly that her will was too strong to be
conquered except by the right.-Without
saying a word Job took from his pocket
book ten dollar bill and laid it on the
table, and went out.
For long time he brooded over his
situation, until he got quite desperate,
and determined to frighten Mrs. Morgan
into complete submission. So enc night
after supper, he did not go out, but moved
back his chair and asked peremptorlly:
"Where are my slippers ?"
Susan raised her eyes in wonder. but
answered quietly: aF.
"They arc in their usual place, Mr.
Morgan
"Get them for me-
Did Susan hear? Surely not, for there
she sat, without a change in her calm face
with her hand ON Nelly's chair, while the
little one was making ernest endeavols to
climb over into her lap.
Job repeated his command, "Get them
for me.
Susan looked at him with her calm,
deep, thoughtful eyes, and then, without
a word, took little Nelly and left the room
He could hear her sweet, clear voice sing
ing hymns to baby, and the little one
growing in her drowsy way as sleep stole
gently over her
When Dorrance had removed the sup
per table he would have asked her to bring
his slippers, but he knew who would hear
him through the open window, and he
went very quietly and brought them him
self, for the first time since his marriage
for Susan was thoughtful wife and q
good one.
ashamed to meet his vife's glance at the
breakfast table, but she appeared just the
same as usual, and smiled so pleasantly
that he half believed she had forgotten
the scene Of the past night. $50
This was the last of Jobs trying tt
conquer Mrs. Morgan, and though hi
unruled temper sometimes exhibited itself
he never in any respect disturbed Susan
peace, for she pursued the even tenor o
her way and was happy as are woman gen.
orally.
| Little Nelly was almost an idol, bu
Mrs. Morgan was too judicious to spoi
her, and had the satisfaction of seeing he
lgrow up to beautiful womanhood withou
a trace of the parent temper which, hap
PLY, was almost entirely subdued by he
lgood management.
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