The States and Union. [volume] (Ashland, Ohio) 1868-1872, 1868-06-10


And, now 1 think of it, it was onl
yesterday I found five broken pahes il
my up stairs window. Yetthat faith
less, coed for nothing glazier had sworl
10 me that very morning thar he hat
taken out every sash out, from gsrre
TO cellar, and left all in perfect order
Lords of creation, indeed ! Lords o
fddlestick Wonderful example. o
supelio ior intellect--was it not ?-to tax,
y window-sas out for repairs, and pu
fit back in perfect order with five bro
ken paDes in it! IF Miss Jemims
Bloor were to sit in a maiden lady:
best room window and smoke a pipe
and swing her heels-lf she were to
come from dinner to Her work at tWen
ty- FIVE minutes after two-if she, were
10 go tfampling about on peoples velbe
dow cash with five broken rsnes IL il
to be completely repaired--wonld she
call herself lady of creation and a
superior INTEL, ct /? 1 ask the world,
would she call herself lord or lady
IF creation and a SUI t3i
At this point my Indignant reHee-
tions were interrupted ny soft splisl-
splush and a subdued little filter Of sobs
My host, ss had been knitting with
her comfortable lat hands, baby s
hood for Mrs Peters, next door.
As / looked up saw the tears trick
lie down on her knitting needles till
they shoDe ana winked at me ir an
impish manner.
This little oman is my i:,enfal cush-
ion-my social rest. hird, ruund and
rosy ia body and mind, crying is The
only luxury she seems thoroughly 10
enjoy. The terrs roll over her plump
cheeks as if they were u cd to It, and
leave them plumper than before. The
round, light blue eyes 81 always ready
for shower, and look all the roundcr
and Blu. after il is over I never
knew hcr to have au Gri-iaaf id in
deed, | thFnk she never had but one
very clear OF any description The
thought OF her 7 hole life had been
''her Willie ~ Mrs Robinson, al
though weak little oman enough,
has had curious history OF her own.
She was an orphan; had married, at
twenty, William RoSnisen q sailor of
the town, and had moved into her
present hone with ker husband and an
old uncle with whom she had lived be
fore her MARRIAGE. Two months after
ward you0g William sailed for India.
The appointed time for his return has
rcsscd a; m1nih by month went by, ard
stiii has wife5lookcd Jor him who never
came. And in two years the old uncle
was laid trest, and the little koman
was lett quitc5alone.
How she waited and watched
watched all through youth, al through
middle aggravated and watched in
vain through twenty long, long years
In all that time her one thought
when she arose in the morning was OF
"Willie;" her last thought as she laid
down at night was Of her lost husband
Nightly long after we had gone 10 bed
and the thAught Inc asleep, her little
figure would steal from the bed room
aud kreel in a spot she had often shown
me, where Willie had said his good
bye, and there she would pray, 10 a
W, soft voice, The words always the
slnc: "My God, take me lone 30 my
Willie oh, come and take me Willie,
my husband, come back and take uie /!
Aud then she would creep away to her
T ,om as quietly as she came
BY the fireplace stood u lilies chuir
out IN the pantry was Wiilies cup and
S iucer, carefully aHd tenderl,y washed
every day. Over the mantlepisee hung
Willie's rIcture-to her that Of beau
tiiuI hero; 10 ne, that of rather com
moprlsce young man with blue eyes,
light curling Lar, age features and
lurned up nose. / had seen loee, de
votinr, iulatuation, all manner of mis-
ch.,f brought on through men but
e;er in a, my experience had ! en=
cuuntered such 'mplete merging Of
one life into another. To her, Willie
seemed to be not all this world only but
she dreamed OF in the world to come
She did not think of him as on earth,
but as in heaven. sars1
The little woman's mind and heart
we're study to me-. 1 was sitting, with +
my hands in my ap, thinking her over
she was Emitting, aud the iolick of Ihe
nrt dies diversified by the sptash, just
audible, of the! arge. g, of5rtable tears
0n her neat black silk, when we were
both started by vigorous swing of the
gate aHd a heavy step on tie gravel
A moment more and the door was flung
oI en- and suddenly, without a word or !.
gesture, a large, weather beaten, rough
ooking man stood, like an apparation,
be fore US. a long, purple scar, cross
ng his forehead and cheek, gave sim
ster expression TO one eye. lie stared
It US, then gazed about the room Tor
ometime without speaking at last 1e S
astened his eyes on Mrs. Robinson tc
She orept behind me and whispered, I
PLEASE send him away, Miss Jemima S
zee how he stares Dear, dear, what a !
lrcadful man !" z b
"Does Mrs. Mary Jane Robinson {
i've here ?'' The harsh VOICE made ps
tart. .es .s.4e1 ef hrr Id
eyes / am Mrs. Robinson" said 1
he little woman, retreatipg further be-
Ind me. Suddenly was seized, chair o
md all, and deposited in the middle of a
he room the next moment rhe stran- Y
,er lifted Mrs. Robinson and gave her =
bear like hug, the little woman sirug a
ding and screaming with all her might. Ii
ran 10 the door, intending to call for c
lelp; bnt the words, "Mary, ing wife, d
lon't you know me n struck me dumb. 2
turned in amazement He still held S
ler in his arms. She had ceased t
and was locking at him with f
strange, wild, shining eyes Was her s
mind shaken Had the shock been Z
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