The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1874-03-25
Vol. x.

But Of her? Naturally trail, sh
had been like a willow, bending be
meath q burden voluntarily taken NJ
With the exception OF an efficien
girl for a few weeks when ittl
Mary died, she had performed a
the labor required in the hous
since she became it's mistress.
Newton Streeter took the memo
randum, glanced hastily at the neat
| ly written items, and then he step
ped int the light buggy and drov
away.
But no longer might she ingar
for the sponge was waiting in TIL
kitchen to be kneaded. and tn
baby's maps were like angels visits
And before the task was we'll owe
his bugle note sounded to arms
and the fretful child was taken NJ
and caressed and soothed to quiet
ness.
She was conscious of strang'
dizziness. When she arose from ;
STOPPING position her head was ach
ing miserably and her eyes seemed
burning. What was coming owe:
her? She must be i'll. Oh, no; sht
had no time for that! And thel
her thoughts drifted away to the
dear old home of childhood; anC
she asked herself, for the first time
if she had done wisely to leave i
for this life of toll and care?
It was a dangerous question fol
wife-mother, and she claspet
her child more closely to suppress:
in her heart the disloyal answer.
When Mr.. Streeter returned, ex
ultant over the dollars he had de
posted in the bank, he found nc
supper prepared, and his wife help
less upon the bed, with cheeks flush
ed with fever, and the wailing chile
distracting her with demands 70.
care.
A physician and nurse were sool
summoned from the city, and tht
weary wife enjoyed the luxury o
being i'll.
But convalescence soon followed
and before leaving his patient, tn
old doctor, a close observer ant
and deep thinker, took the HUSBAND
aside, and asked:
DO you know what brought thi
fever on your wife, Mr.. Streeter
You have worked her nearly t.
death.
'You are speaking of my wife
not my horse"
''Granted; andI say again, yol
are working her to death.
REALLY; Doctor, such langrag
is objectionable"
And yet you will pardon it. An'
furthermore, by your great love TO
the self-sacriicing woman we hav
just left, I shall perform an opera
ton on your eyes that you may Sc
even as I see.
And then he placed the cold
hard facts before him, from th
time she became a bride, beautifl'
and accomplished, to the village
up to the date of present illness, il
which domestic cares only hat
haunted in her feverish dreams. Il
concluding he added:
Il truly believe, if she takes u
her old burdens at once, that be
fore the year has passed the gray
or the insane asylum will receiv
her"
The strong man shuddered.
':As heaven is my witness, Sir,
have only permitted, not exacte'
this sacrifice. She voluntarily too
her place by my side, and has un
complainingly kept step with me. v
No, she has not kept step, tnfo]
low your own figure. Unable t.
keep up with your long,rapid strides
! she has fallen, faint and footsore, b,
the way. | tell you, she must hav
rest for both mind and body, or
will not answer for the result. An'
it would be better found away from
home"
Yes, I begin to comprehend
and it can be found away. And,
offering his hand, Il will take care
doctor, that you do not get a chance
to administer another such dose t.
me.
lIr. Strecter went back to til
room where his wife was sitting
propped up by pillows, and a gus
of unutterable tenderness swelle,
in his heart as he glanced at he
pale face and almost Transparent
hands. He sat down beside her an
said softly:
''You don't know how glad l al
that ,ou are better"
Thank you. Yes, I am allnos
we'll now-shall soon be able to b
in the kitchen. I am sure I mus
! be sadly needed there by this time.
No, YOU are not needed there
BY the way, would YOU like to hav