The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1873-09-19
VOLUME III.

door TO listen TO the maniac's constant
plaint.
"No wonder she is crazy, Doctor"
said her anxious son. "The wonder TO
me is far greater that Ellen isn't unbal-
anced too"
"Ellen's temperament is different,
sir. She would die before her reason
could be upset. The wonder to me in
her case is not that she is not insane,
but that she should have lived TO con-
quer the untoward conditions with
which her early life was clouded and
come of, as she has, more than con-
querer in the great struggle of her life"
"There is some method in my moth
er's madness, Doctor. Clouded as her
reason is, she sees that it was her So
called protector man who was alone re-
sponsible for all her misery"
'Men are not half so bad as the laws
they make, or all women would feel the
iron of oppression in their souls. The
wonder to me is that men, considering
the license they have under the mar
riage cOntract-to have, hold and pos
sess the wife-are not oftener proved TO
be Killingsworths or Dowds. Ellen's
sister Sarah was a victim of mans lust
and Ignorance. She died and gave no
sign, poor child, yet I, as her ply
sician, knew that the man who should
have shielded her so securely that
the winds of heaven could not
have visited her too roughly, literally
oppressed her till she died. The victims
of mans inhumanity to woman may be
numbered by tens of thousands"
The din of the poor maniacs contin-
ual raving suddenly ceased. Ellen ran,
with scared look and hurried whis-
pers, from the sick room into the hall,
where the two men were talking.
"Come, quicklyl Mother has rup-
tured blood vessel, and oh, it's acf,l!"
she whispered.
Edgar suppressed cry of horror.
"Don't alarm the children" said DR..
GoR.
Ellen ran through the corridor and
down the stairs, locking the various
passage-ways behind her, and ordering
the carriage, posted the younger MEM
bers Of her household off for day in the
country.
There will be time enough to cloud
their lives with the dark side of life
when they are men and women" she
soliloquized, as they bowled away on
the stony pavement and disappeared
behind grove of gnarled and twisted
oaks.
Returning to the bedside of the suf-
ferer in mind and body, she found her
lying postrate, pool of blood upon the
costly carpet. The same red liquid
came gushing in regular respirations
from her mouth and nose, while in her
eyes the gleam of reason appeared as
seen in years long gone.
Reaching out, she feebly grasped the
hand of her daughter-in-law and pointed
upward with radiant smile.
"DOn't speak, mother 1 understand
you. You are happy" she said calmly,
''and 1 know that all is WELL"
The veined lids closed over the fad
ing eyes, and the patient, breathing
easily, slumbered.
Servants fitted to and tro, repairing
the disordered room.
81 am afraid that you made a very
improbable bargain when you sent fol
me to cure your mother-in-law, Elem
said the Doctor, in whisper.
"At all events, we have you here t.
live and die with u.s." she whispered
through her tears.
''Harkl 1 hear the angels singing,
said the patient, in a whisper. ooh,
she continued, "the windows of HEAVIER
are opened and see the Lamb of Coo
who taketh away the sins of the world
I see a country where the trees are eve
blooming, whose maker and builder il
God. There are no bolts and bars anC
prison walls and insane people there
And, Oh, Ellen, see your mother, FL
len Darcy Dowdp
''Her mind wanders," whispered Ed
gar TO his wife.
mo" was the quick response; "bu
, whereas ] was blind, 1 now see. I SCI
that which it is not lawful for me {,
utter.
4 a. Bright angels are from glory come
4 / They're round my bed. they're in my roor,.
/, They wait 10 wait my spirit home.
u All IS well, all is WE'LL"
i, Ellen stood as one enraptured. Neve
+ before had the portals of immortalit
e seemed to open at her very feet. Neve
4 before had she realized that the worl
J, of souls was not so very far off as not {
4 be grasped by the mind that hovered o
t the very confines of the dark and turbi
!, Styx. So deeply intent were the hu
= band and wife in watching and lister
: ing that they had not needed the sudde
change in DIR. Goff. With his hant
d folded plaeidly upon his breast, and IL
q grey eyes looking earnestly at the sp'
S where no one stood, he lay, with rigi
Il limbs and fallen lower jaw.
0 so, Ellen, this is holy ground" sal
her husband tenderly, as, turning frol
e his mother to the lounge, he saw TIN
d DIR. Golf too was dying.
y ''Yes, yes,n whispered his mothel
is "this is the house of God and gate
: heaven. Our robes shall be made viii
IS in the blood of the Lamb. He givet
ie his beloved sleep. Ellen, Edgar, whC
5 I am gone and you erect a marble sis
Ia ahOva fba snnt that marks nv mort