Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1873-06-10

most aggravating young one. she was.
II she thought you wanted her 10 do any :
thing in particular, you might have taken
her head OF for her before she'd have
done it; il she knew you didn't want her
to do anything. she ran right of aud did
it before you could blink your eye. But
/ loved her dearly. She was my bsauti
ful sister, and father had said with his
dying breath: Take care of her, Mar
gerry
"Mother and had TO be constantly on
the watch, to keep her out OF danger But
one day she escaped our eyes, and ran out
into the street. | missed her in \ mo.
ment. and went after her. l saw her
from the front gate. She saw me too,
and that moment the imp Of mischief
possessed the child, and she started 10
run across the street as fast as her williul
little feet could carry her ran alter
her, of course. And il live q thousand
Ntais, huu iOsc uii ieuleuOi ahSo vi
everything else on Garth, shall never
forget the next frightful moment. A
cold damp comes out over my body, and
turn faint and sick when think of it.
never think OF it when can help il. Oh |!
it was awful! had reached the middle
OF the street. That instant pair of run
away horses. .harnessed TO heavy wagon,
came laundering and roaring down upon
me. ike hundred Internal spirits. !
have read OF those terrible horses in the
Book oi Revelation. Shich are TO destroy
the third part Of the Kingdoms Of this
world, whose heads were as the heads OF
huu,. and out of their mouths issued fire,
smoke and birthstone, and it was like the
horses which came laundering down up-
on me that day. ielt the hot breath of
their flaming nostrils against my cheek.
SAW their wild. mad. awful eyes rs they
seemed burning into my heart. | snatch
ed lily in my arms and ran like the wind.
And don't know any more
They said something struck me on
the back, aud | was thrown senseleSS
against The sidewalk. slill holding on like
mon 10 the child in my arms. had sure.
IL saved I.iIy's lite, they said. 1t has
comlorlrd me ever since To know that
My beautiful sister is one OF the most
brilliant and admired of women, and only
tor me those wild horses would have
tr.umplc,l her TO death that day Only tor
mb. lho beautiful, grand lady would nev
or have been. But knew nothing OF j.
all then. One morning seemed TO
awake from long troubled dream, 1t
uusi have been winter when went u
sleep. and now lhe sun was shining. and
saw from The window that the grass wa-
green out on the hillside. 1t was very
strange. My mother was talking 10 some
one in the room. Aud | heard my mother
say:
There's no use spending money fur
medicine, if the child isn't going to get
we'll"
"a strange thing Tor a mother 20
sayf Perhaps 1t was. thought so once
when | heard lady read story about a
poor mother who, with her baby, Was
found lying in the snow one morning
after great storm. She had stripped
ali the outside clothing off herself, and
wrapped it around her haby, to Keep the
lililo thing from perishing; aud when
they found the two, the poor mother was
dead and frozen stiff, but the child looked
at them, warm aud smiling. thought
of what mother had said when / heard
that story. l have thought ot il again
when sometimes | have seen mothers
crying over their dead children. and re.
lusing comfort | wonder Il mother
would have cried any II | had died'
don't know.
Il had received y permanen injury OF
the spine, the doctor said, and my back
would always be crooked. might
leave my bed again. the doctor said, but
would never be straight or s,roug any
more, How long would ] DO apt to live ?
might live to be bundled years old, he
said, for all he knew. turned my face
over TO the wall and cried like baby 1T
that. This was 10 be the end OF my
dreams OF happiness. l never dreamed
any more bright dreams for this world
alter that Still more weeks went on,
and when it was hot summer | stood upon
my lect and walked again, and ever since
then have been pale, little, crooked
old woman.
II never could work again as | had
done. and mother turned our two dodgers
away. My stupidity had lost us our liv-
ing, she said. There is just about so
much of care and responsibility put upon
the shoulders OF everybody alike in the
world, I've noticed. But there are two
kinds of people in the world. The care
and It sponsihility slide off the shoulders
OF one kind like water poured upon oiled
paper, while with the other kind they soak
in through and through to the very bones.
Mother and Lily were the first kind;
was born the second kind. and their share
of care and planning aud looking ahead
for living, and my own share too, all
fell upon me--one pale. little crippled
woman. earned the living Tor us all.
HowP did embroidery-not the COM
mon work, but embroidery on velvet.
ba, div know how l picked it mp, but