The Republican journal., 1874-04-23
What Came OF Making Pickles.

nlticd Old gentleman, 81 have looked YOU
matters all over, and | must say | Sc,
nothing hnt starvation before YOU and YOU
family
"Nell, father replied u bright littl,
woman OF twenty-five years. in a trem
bling voice. I've not the least idea O
starving. nor Of letting my family Starve-
not if God spares my health"
''1 on We're always brave child. Love
but this is 4 terrible crisis 1t would bt
cruel in any one to taunt YOU now. bu
You remember that told YOU and George
that IL was very imprudent for a man tc
marry till he had something ahead for Al
emergency
81 remember, father that vnu Alought
should be wiser to marry a man with 7
house and store, for whom did not care
than to marry George. with two Thousand
z vear But if had the choice to make
over again to-day. | should do insta9 | did
then. wouldn't change places with any
woman on earth-even now.
y on are 4 faithful wifi. and Il brave
little woman. Love, hut
But what, father ,"
| ''lou can't live on in ihis MAY. chnd
But | will live. father. and live we'll,
too, and take care Of GEORGE and the
| babies"
"lloW?N Az, thai was the word that
had been ringing in the heart Of thi9 brave
little woman ever since the ,tay that her
husband failed At his desk. and wa
brought home apparently dying. She
knew that She could rear the pillars Of her
| little domestic structure herself. but how .
'Well Love, will do what | can for
you, said the old gentleman. land and
and ii ii were only for yon anu the
babies, should say at once come home,
! and be As welcome there as YOU were four
| Years ago; hGt yon know the house is SO
small we haven't room for four in it,
Love smiled a sad smile. and then said
--pcrhapSa little proyOEingly, -four of Us
would occupy no more chambers than
| three the babies are too little to be away
| from Us at night. But if your house was
| twice rs large, father, | could not take my
| husbands own little home away from him,
now that he is sick shall have to decide
soon and Will LET yon know my plans
| The respectable old gentleman rose up,
and with his handkerchief polished his
| already shining beaver. kissed Love, pat
| ted the heads OF the babies and turned to
go. saying keepup 4 good heart, child.
and remember that the ravens fed Elijah :
| "Well. don't want them to feed me
| prefer TO feed ySrlf. replied the Spunky
| little woman. who felt that it was rather
hard in her father to discourage her. and
then eNhort her to keep mp good heart ''
She loved the old man, although he was
stin' and narrow in his views. and never
forgot any slight offered his Judgment She
| followed him TO the door and said, ..Guod-
hJrn tutb oriy-n
| although the real mother, who would have
found room enough in her heart and home
| for them all mad been for wears in the
grave.
Ii was twilight and as the old gentle
man was going down the steps Il Young
man came up
"Ah, good evening, good evening" said
the stout. goOd-natured hotel keeper to
both and then added to Love, Here am
| on The old borrowing business. My wife
says she can't please the lawyers in court
times since you and She changed pickles
and honey. Old Squire Watts called Out
the minute he sat down TO supper, Come
Bunce, borrow some more Of that neigh
bor'~ pickles for us Them pickles is u
etan,iin' inl-a AMONG than, Why "am-t ,,n
body in town make pickles and catsllp and
chow chow like yourn9 Ny wite's cook
| that can't be beat on bread, and meat, and
pastry, and cake, but she ought to 'pirn-
tice herself to You on some things"
Love who had known Runre All her life.
smiled aud said
II viii give You Il lar with all my heart
Mr.. Buncc and that won't half pay youi
wife for the nice things she ha7 sent in to
poor George | have my cucumbers all
G,I9I n tnl- los
and vet | have two or three lars left"
suppose we make q bargain Mrs Bart
III buy two barrels At the best Boston
price il You'll make them for ne, and
chow-choW and catsup, too
Love laughed, and the hotel keeper
went with her to pet the jar The old man
went down the street whispering, with =
sigh. The Lord knows who's going to
| feed that family; can't do il for wife says
| can't. and she knows everything, most ;
and Love is terribly obstinate"
Well, the hotel keeper ran back the next
moment with his pickle jar, As happy as
some men would have been to find mug
get OF gold that SIZE tor he had 4 rival
who kept the old tavern and he wanted to
keep all the lawyers who came there to
hold court is his customers.
Love had a long talk with her husband
that night The next day an old school
friend who had always been like u sister,
came 10 stop with the sick man and to
look after the babies and she went to Bos-
ton. ten miles away in an early train with
a neat little basket in her hand II any
one had been near enough, when She put
her foot on the platform OF the depot with
such spirit he might have heard her
Whisper
See if my family staryes while I'm
alive and III health
The day was lovely and everybody on
the ears and the street looked cheerful and
happy. OF course there were sick, and
lame, and blind and deaf people, and
beggars plenty in the world, but Heaven
was keeping them out Of her sight that
day and bringing before her only happy
grown folks and merry little ones.
The streets looked so clean and the air
seemed SO pure that she charged herself
with having often borne false witness
against the beautiful city, as she ran with
light heart through Washington, fremont
and Court streets and Bowdoin square,
first to store and then 10 hotel In
each place she asked for the proprietor or
the steward and opened her basket drew
out three little glass Jars of what hotel
keepers at home called ''sour things In
one minute she told her business and the
necessity that brought her out on it. Her
cheerful taco, her prompt manner and her
we'll chosen words gained the victory for
her. She went back at night pledged to
supply homemade pickles, chow-chow
and catsup for three hotels and five large
groceries, and she whispered as she mount
ed the steps of her little home, "rll show
father whether or not we are going to
starven
Her cheerful story of success did more
for her poor disheartened young husband
than 4 peck of old school pills or four tiny
new school ones, could have done The
very story of an old woman's poke-bonnet,
which was worn one sided in the ears to
blind one eye, and of the silly airs of a
silly bride, and of a boy with two guinea
pigs buttoned into his jacket for safe trans
portation, really frightened the hope of
life in his heart and after DartakinO of a