Eaton weekly Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1866-1875, 1871-05-18

"But doctor-good heavens My wife
my child. How can 1 leave work for
a year I have no other resource than
my professional income"
'EHave' you no friends who would as
sist your IF you would recover your
sight you should not only give up work
but it would even be better for you to
GO away altogethe Europe, say"
Impossible ~ i-1I'5''
There was momentary silence. Then
dear old Aunt Becky, brushing away
the tears that had gathered beneath her
spectacles, took Dicks two white shape
ly hands in her brown wrinkled ones.
Richard," she said, "I'm an old
woman now. 1 have nothing to live for
but to make you young folks happy.
I've been saving up nest egg all these
years, and it comes to. a tidy little sum,
now Will you take u from your cross,
Grabbed old aunty, and go on this jour-
ney Margaret and baby shall be safe
with me till you come home. Will you,
my dear ?'
/ don't know which did it. but GER
tainly either Richard shugged my aunt
and gove her a. sounding kiss, or DIR.
I Blount did. ~ L think, upon the whole,
it was both of them. /, laying on my
sofa, to which had been promoted for
the first time, could only cry "God bless
you from my heart, 1 pray, dear, dear
Aunt Beckyl" sra essse -rr. .,-as
a month afterward Dick went. 1t
was hard struggle, parting from my
bonny darling for that long voyage; that
longerab IN q foreign land above
all Mhen hlwas. s.stillsso painful for him
to do more than glance at objects
through the strange blue speetacles
I1roxx,,
Baby Margaret andI wentato my old
left it TO be@a wife. The dear little
rooms in st. Thomas Building were
closed and locked, and the Office let to
an architectural friend of my husband.
How happy was. when the first letter
7 came after three months. Only a few
lines, but enough to show that the cure
was working. How I longed and
watched for my darling, when the time
drew near for his return-praying, fear
ing lest some accident should befall
| the steamer-rushing down to the of
| fee in the most unreasonable way
| to know if she had been spoken long
| before there was any possibility of such
an event. And when the summertide
| was at its height once more, and Baby
| Margaret could just toddle to the door
and utter a wooing sound that my fond
believing ears announced to be "papa,'
the good ship Europe, foated early into
the harbor; and through the golden
sunset to the old house, as he had come
many time two years ago, came my
Richard, restored, thank God, to per
fection of sight and strength. ..5
We are rich people now. Our house
stands, stately among the homes of the
wealthy of the land. Its rooms are filled
| with every luxury that sense could de
! nnand or artistic taste could require; bu
on an upper floor is the little room tha
is dearer to us than all the rest besides
No carpet covers its feor, the furniture
is only cane, with one tiny, green couct
among it; brass lamp stands on tht
green covered table; a bright chrome
hangs over the mantel, with quain
screen of Gothic design beneath. Anc
here. in the soft twilight often comes
! the master and the mistress of the
| mansion. There are sounds of chill
| dren's voices below. The glitterins
lights and festive hower-crowned tablt
seem to tell that a brilliant dinner par
ty is soon to begin. But Richard
fingers yet; and putting his arm aroune
| the blue-eyed morsel of a woman be
side him, he whispers: am happy
now. God has given me all L coulc
| have asked but [ never can be happier
than when 1 first brought home my dar
ling wife-nay own precious little Dame