Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1872-11-07

There's the bell. And if you are tired
as one harvester, l am hungry as two. )"
Mrs. Blake smoothed her husbands
hair with her slender, white fingers, ar
ranged his neck-tie for the displace-
ment of which she alone was response
bic, and then the little Z" writing room"
was deserted and the woman who
didn't learn her SALT" was presiding
with grace and dignity over the urn Of
the tea-table, making with word and
look, and way, assurance doubly
sure" in the mind of her husband,
that he was the happiest of all men
under the sun.
" Won't you sing me one of the cid
songs, Minnie . 1t seems an age since
/ heard them, and there is no one to be
annoyed now
Young Mrs. Morley looked up quick
ly from the bit of ruffling in her hand,
and there was almost a child's eager
ness in her voice, that was sweeter than
child's.
'Oh. may I? Where is mother? "
she asked.
"She and father have gone to look
after the lame colt in the south pasture.
Minnie" the young mans tone chang
ed suddenly" this life is killing you,
and it must come to an end You are
white as ghost, and no marvel. But
I've tried to shield you. God knows |
have! If I had dreamed it could come
to this, | would have sacrificed every
hope Of my heart before l would have
made you my Wife
But [ wanted to be your wife, dear.
I could not be happy save as your
wife,
Happy! What have you known of
happiness since you came here, Just a
year agos You have been the veriest
slave, and everybody knows it but you
master and mistress-my father and
motber-the richest people in Drake
land
The young mans voice was deep with
bitter resentment of The wrong sustain
ed by the pale little woman, who could
not answer for the sobs in her throat,
that must be kept back now if posi-.
BILE, just as they had been many and
many time when her heart was break
ing slowly, and she way to womanly for
complaints. She leaned her elbow on
the window sill, her cheek il her palm,
and in five minutes had conquered her
emotion.
"I'm glad, dear, you mentioned this, y
she said, rising and putting away her
work. 1--WE been wanting to talk with
you long time about these things, and
you make it easy
Her husband held out his hand, and
she went to him feebly, sat down on his
knee aud hid her face in his bosom. A
long time she lay there quietly, he
stroking her hair fondly, and at last ;
What Is it, Minnie . he asked,
softly.
ooh, it isn't much," she answered
" only only"
Only what
81 hardly know inst what; but |
don't want you ever to feel that yOu
IRE to blame for anything 1t was my
misfortune, and no ones fault, that !
could not please vour people"
"Coutd not? You cannot never No
woman could that had any ambition,
or ANYTHING else but muscle, It's toe
bad and I've been n brute for keeping
you here so long
Don't DEAR Don't ever think such
a thought You did what you deemed
best. aud how could you know what a
good-for nothing little girl you mar
ried
She tried to smile, but the effort was
a failure; for her lips would culver
like a grieved child 8, aud over the blue
of her eyes there crept mist of tears
that we're not voiceless-tears whose
story was little less than pam.
Her husbands arms clasped her more
closely, and his kisses were thick over
the blue-veined lids.
q married an angel" he said, soft
ly, "and made of her slave Don't
say | didn't" for Minnie had attempt
ed an impeachment Il suffered it to
be done by others. You've baked, and
scrubbed, and washed, and ironed, and
been found fault with continually for
not doing more or better; and you've
not been allowed the privileges Of a
common servant when the days labors
were over. If You have tried to be
happy in the old way, with your mu-
sic, YOU We been silenced at once; and
oh it's no use talking all that has
been. You have endured IN patience
it has aged you, body and soul, and
it's all to end at once. We will go
somewhere and start anew. Let pros
poets drift whlthersoever they will
the old ones, | meant have youth,
and strength, and energy, and will
henceforth care for, rs | love my wife ~
Minerva, Minerva Motley! My
eyes y
The young couple started to their
feet as Mrs. Morley swung into the
room, bearing huge butter bowl.