Eaton weekly Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1866-1875, 1871-05-18
EATON, OHIO, THURSDAY, 18, 1871. -z.~. ~ b. l

couldn't have thought harder or more
over those famous plans than had.
Then came a week-two weeks-of
breathless suspense, for me at least !;
and then, one joyous afternoon, when
Dick, who had gone out looking hag-
gard and anxious, came flying up stairs
of paper, and shouting "Huzza," like
a schoolboy. si a.
"Huzza with all my heart ~ I cried,
laughing at his enthusiasm. ." What's
mp ?? G., .i59- - i,
Read that, justr' and the slip of
paper was tossed over to me. looked
it was telegram from Philadelphia.
"Your design is accepted. The COM
mittee will write you tomorrow to come
on. Congratulate you, my old boy"
1t was signed by an old friend of my
husbands, of whom he had often
spoken. ooh, let us be joyful p sang
1 and, catching Dicks hands, we in
dulged in q wild carmagnole about the
sitting room, and stopped at last breath
less with laughter and singing: D r
Wont we go on together, though n
said Dick exultingly. 1t shall be
your wedding tour, Dame Trot. You're
looking pale, my darling; the change
will do you good. Come, what do you
say to driving out This ought to be a
red4etter day for my birdie. She has
been so wonderfully helpful such a
good little wife."s 8 ...
We went. Tn three days we had
locked up our wee house in dingy st.
Thomas Building, and started joyousBs
on our Journey through the GOLDEN 1n-
dian summer weather.
The great building was founded its
massive walls began 'sfowlyite rise from
the ground. - As Dick had predicted,
other business quickly followed to the
successful man, as is usually the case>in
this world; and now new spirit began
to show itself in my eyer=gay compan-
ion. He had always been ndustrious,
now he bent to his work with savage
energy he spared hardly an hour in
the day for his meals; he sat up work
ing till two or three o'clock in the
morning after he had sent me to
bed. The more work he had the more
he sought after-eagerly, hungrily. He
no longer whistled and sang over his
drawing room desk when he did allow
himself any rest ON the week. days and
all day Sunday, he would lie apparently
quite astonished on the pretty green
couch we had added to our modest fur
niture, his eyes closed and his face very
pale.
"Don't work so hard, my darling"
said to him one winter evening, when,
quite worn out, he had thrown himself
down after dinner, and as he often did
now, begged me to turn the light down
as low as possible. .1r .. Ct
"Why should we be in such haste to
get rich? 1 would hundred times ra-
ther live in my sky parlor ten years
to come, than have you wearied out
like this. And 1 am sure you will in
jure your eyes with so much fine draw
20 Who told you anything allied my
eyes ?'' he asked, hastily, almost IAN
grily. -
"No one-only the light seems to
trouble you." .s.-
Nonsense, Dame Trotl Don't have
such ridiculous fancies. You ought to
cheer. me up when / am working SO
hard-not discourage me with doleful
ideas"
81 did not mean to discourage you,
Dick please don't think So"
"Then why do you talk in that way?"
he retorted, cautiously then, seeing
that 1 could not keep back my tears, he
put his arm around me, saying fondly,
"There-don't cry, my darhng-Tm
afraid am often cross and stupid now
a-days; but you know what you hope
summer will bring us, and I feel as
though I ought to strain every nerve to
get the means of making my darling
comfortable in her great trial?''
q Your eyes are more to you-and me
than anything else,n I whispered.
/" I'd rather go to st. Luke's than your
sight should be injured" y
Nonsense-don't talk SO, birdie, y
Dick said, with little nervous shudder.
Besides, there is nothing the matter
with my eyes. They smart and feel
queer of evenings, to be sure, but that's 8
all right. Come-take the Builder and
read to me bawhile-suficient for the
day, you know-don't borrow trouble,
Dame Trot."a sd
His words only half re- assured me;
but L did as he bid me, with a Sc
cret prayer that no harm might come
to my brave darling who loved me SO
well. a-.'2
The long winter months, slowly drag
ged themselves out. Spring came, soft
and balmy, with erocusses and vio-
lets in her hand, and midsummer,
bright and golden, smiled over all the
land. y On my breast hay; a wee white
daisy Baby Margaretj obut was still
in my lofty chamber, and Dick was
blind. '-r
Yes, God help us 4! the blow had fall
len. Shall never forget his awful face
as he staggered in from his Office and
threw himself on his knees beside my
bed, gasping out, Margaret oh, my
poor darling; my punishment has
come 1 have been stricken all in q
moment. My God if I had listened
to you last winterl What will become
of us7" f-a., -. .....a .... Fl.
Aunt Becky rose from her seat beside
me. The old lady had softened wonder
fully since she first heard of the new
hope that has come to us. She had been
constant, visitor and helper of late,
and was now my tender, faithful nurse.
t" Children" she said, this is a terrible
pensation-terrible You must feel
it almost unbearable just now but pray
pray if you can for patience. Give
me the baby, Margaret, You ought to
be alone with your husband, and must
go for help directly. 1t may be toe
late.,,
She took the sleeping child from my
arms, wrapped in her little blanket. /
knew afterwards that she left her in
care of the janitor's wife, and disap-
peared from the room. Then my poor
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