Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1872-05-03

on account of some irregularity in his
papers. poor Willie's pension, which
had been continued to his widow, was
about to be withdrawn. 1t might cost
more time and money than she had to
spare to get the claim re-established.
4 The old farmhouse where she lived had
only a few rather unprodnctive, acres
1 attached to it, and was heavily mort
gagged. Hetty had depended upon the
| pension to keep down the interest; and
/ now there was a bleak, 10 homeless pros
pect staring her and her little brood in
i the face. h But all the time she knew
she should be wonderfully helped
! throuah her many troubles. The
thought Of Aleck Gay-great, generous
hearted fellow-who had loved her SO
faithfully long years, came like warm,
sweet suffusion, and burned upon her
cheek in hidden blush. Hetty sus-
pected this feeling was temptation in
disguise, for she knew the devil has a
very ungentlemany way of taking ad-
! vantage of a woman's weak be ok and
| tired feet. @z.1 eIaH@ rs
Near Hetty's house was an ugly, steep
hill, with more pitches and shelving
/ banks than any other il half day
Journey. That same afternoon, which
was lowering and overcast, an old man
in a tow frock was guiding pair of
oxen down Long Hill. When about
halfway to the bottom his streaming
old eyes took note of something ahead
which looked like the detached wheels
and body of yellow sulky. His slow
senses had scarcely made this observa-
tion when he came upon man, hatless,
and with torn coat, lying among some
loose stones little under the bank.
! "Why, du tell, if it amt Aleck Gay p
1 "It's me, sure enough groaned
Aleck. .aFThat beast of mine ran away
and smashed the sufky to shivers. |
hope he has broken his confounded
neck. My ankle is 'sprained, and | have
hurt my arm, and there are some
scratches on my face, but l hope my
bones are all right. Come, daddy, give
me lit as far as the widow Hender-
sons and on your way home you may
stop at thegdoctor' Shiotol't il q" -@.
| Hetty had just put down little Jane,
after bad coughing fit, when there
came q confused and dominous sound
from the front porch. She ran to the
door, and throwing it open, called out,
in tone of despair, "sWhat has hap
pened now?"3 Z 80 foGj 9"l 9Hec1Ih 'F
"It's me-. Hetty," Aleck answered, as
he was being helped in. %" met with
an accident near here, and am pretty
well knocked to pieces, and / thought
seeing how it is, you would not refuse
to take me in.'' ssdar1 j'~~ .ao3om @'i.a
Hetty reeled back against the side of
the passage-way without speaking, and
turned very pale. Aleck sawGthe look,
and it made his heart ieap up in his
throat, although he was suffering con-
siderable pain. Soon the patient was
sitting bolstered up in asrocking-chair,
wrapped in blanket, with his hurt foot
on a cushion, and pillows about him.
i Arnica, camphor, lint, and bandages
were quickly brought ! Hetty washed
the blood from his forehead with very
tender touch. o.. sa o:a a" tae .te
"Aleck," inquired she, sympathetic
cally, "don't you think'it would do you
| good to have plaster on these cuts?''
| "No," said Aleck, giving prodigious
groan, "lt amt worth while. Only if
you would stand there and hold your
hand on my head a few minutes, it
. would draw better than any plaster In
i the world.ns1 "a! lo 9e.ae 4yj@ q
j. "You4 need something warming to
take inwardly, Aleck. / am afraid you
will get exhausted and faint away" q
/ I" No''---and he gave another profound
sigh" but if you'll sit down there,
where I can look at you handy, it will
do more good than doctors stuff" se0,
| Hetty sat down accordingly, and as
the pity grew in her face, hope rose in
the breast of Aleck. -nr#9ad 1e n5i. f.
"Do you think your leg is broken,
Aleck {? ] am SO sorry for your suffer
ings. The pain must be intense" ii ygb
4 j" It is pretty bad," answered Aleck,
4 evasively g and I can't tell just what
] has happened until the doctor comes.
I've notion it is mostly internal. There
is something wrong here" and he put
his hand conspicuously over his heart.
~ don't know but I'm going to pieces.
One thing is certain | never shall
ride in that yellow sulky again. 1t may
be all day with me; and then came
another dreadful groan. "Hetty'---
after little pause" don't you think
you could reconcile it with. your sense
! of duty to take pity on me? You ac-
| cept misfortunes so beautifully, Hetty /;
/ now have become-a-kindo of misfor-
tune, couldn't you accept me ?"d2ae a'
| "lf 1 can do you good, nsaid Hetty,
in weak voice. ait would seem almost
providentially pointed out. Who knows
but this may prove a means of saving
grace?" VI .t ;1l1N~ '.9.tol :
4 "-ft will p cried Aleek, in ecstasy. He
quite forgot to groan, and with his sound
arm he clasped her waist. "Hetty, God
helping me, this shall prove the best
thing that ever happened to you."