The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1874-03-26
WHAT CAME OF MAKING PICKLES.

WHAT CAME OF MAKING PICKLES
"Well, Love, my poor child" sale
dignified old gentleman, 81 have
looked your matters all over, and
must say see nothing but starvation
before you and your family" e-.,,
Well. father" replied a bright lit
tie woman of twenty-five years, i'm ,
trembling voice. "l've not the leas
idea of starving, nor of letting my
family starve-not if God spares my
health"
"YOu were always Il brave child
Love, but this is a terrible crisis. Il
would be cruel in any one to taunt
you now, but you remember that
told you and George that it was very
.imprudent for man to marry till Inc
had something ahead for an cmer.
gency."
l remember, father, that you
thought l should he wiser to marry
a man with house and store, for
whom did not care, than to marry
George, with two thousand u year.
But if / had the choice to make over
again to-day, l should do just as l
did then. wouldn't change places
with any woman on earth = even
nOW."
"YOu are n faithful wife and a brave
little woman, Love, but"
"Bus what, father
"YOu can't live on i'm this way,
child"
"But 1 will live, father, and live
well too. and take care of George and
the babies"
"How?" Ay, that was the word
that had been ringing i'm the heart
of this brave little woman ever since
the day that her husband failed ut
his desk, and was brought home APP
parently dying. She knew that she
could rear the pillars of her little
domestic structure herself, but how?
swell, Love, l will do what i can
for yOu," said the old gentleman,
"and-and-if it were only for you
and the babies, should say ut once
come home, and be rs welcome there
as you were four years ago; but you
know the house is so small we havn't
room for four in it."
Love smiled a sad smile, and then
said perhaps little provokingly,
"fOur of us would occupy no more
chambers than three; the babies are
too little to be away from us ut night.
But if your house were twice as large,
father, 1 could not take my husbands
own little home away from him,
now that he is sick. / shall have to
deride soon and will let you know my
plans"
The respectable old gentleman rose
up, and with his handkerchief pol
ished his already shining beaver,
kissed Love, patted the heads of the
babies, and turned to go, saying
"Keep up good heart, child, and re-
member that the ravens fed Elijah"
"Well, / don't want them to- feed
me! | prefer to feed myself" re-
piled the spunky little woman, who
felt that it was rather hard i'm her
father to discourage her, and then eX-
hort her to "keep up good heart. J"
She loved the old man, although
he was stiff and narrow In his views,
and never forgot any slight offered
his judgment. She followed him to
the door and said "GOod-bye, father !;
give my love to MOTHER" although
the real mother, who would have
found room enough i'm her heart and
home for them all, had been for years
i'm the grave.
1t was twilight, and the old gen.
tlemen was going down the steps a
young man came up.
All, good evening, good evening" I"
said the stout gOOd-natured hotel
keeper to both, and then added to
Love, "Here am OH the old borrow
ing business. My wife says she can't
please the lawyers i'm court times
since you and she changed pickles
and honey. Old Squire Watts called
out the minute he sat down. to sup
per, Come Bunch borrow some more
of that neighbours pickles for u.s.
Them pickles IL a standin' joke
among them. Why can't nobody
in town make pickles and catsup and
chOw-chow, like yourn? NV Wife's
cook that can't be beat on bread,
and meats, and pastry, and cake, but
she ought to prentice herself to you
on some things"
Love, who had known Bunce all
her life, smiled and said, 81 will give
you jar with all my heart, Mr..
Bunce, and that won't half pay your
wife for the nice things she has sent
into poor George. / have my cucum-
bers all ready now to make next
years pickles, and yet have two or
three Jars left"
"Supposc we make n bargain, Mrs.
Bart. I'll buy two barrels, mt the best
Boston price, il you'll make them for
me, and chow-chOw and catsup,
too"
Love laughed, and the hotel-keeper
went i'm with her To get the jar. The
old man went down the street whis.
pering 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 IL 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 nugget of gold that
size, for he had a rival who kept the
old tavern, and he wanted to keep all
the lawyers who came there to hold
court, as his customers.
Love had long talk with her hus
band that night. The next day ar
old school friend who had always
been like sister, came to stop will
the sick man and to look after the
babies, and she went to Boston, ter
miles away In an early train with {
neat little basket In her hand. If Fan,
one had been near enough, when shI
put her little foot an the platform o