Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1875-08-14
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not ask aid of anybody
"Of course We won't, Joe," salt
Lizzie, her blue eyes sparkling lik'
dcw.wet viOlets ut sunrise.
l did wish, once or twice, tina
my business had been something
more lucrative than plan" tuning
but had been brongh, up to it
and l had a pretty good run @
custom on the whole; ard, as Liz
zie said: "a little will go greal
way when you are careful of it,"
"You'll see, joe" she added,
blithcly, "that l shall make a splcn
did hOusekeeper."
We had just seventy'ii, dollars
to furnish our little second fl0Ol
with but l can assure yor our two
rooms looked delightfully."- W, with
the red and green carpet nd neat
stained furniture. Liz said ii
looked exactly like 4 d. S house.
and perhaps she wasn't very fal
wrong.
"Such a pair Of foolsw reiterat
ed Aunt George, in prophetic
mood "but there's one om(ort--
it won't last long"
"Why shouldn't it, Aun' George 81
asked Lizzie, coloring az smiling
in that pretty, Qowcr.li'; way of
hers.
"Humphv' said Aunt George.
''If you come to that. VIII, don't the
sunshine last forever
$50 it might if there was no
Clouds" Lizzie answered. softly.
"Ah, child~ sighed Ann. George,
"you're young now, so e Joy it as
much as you can. We can't be
young twice over, more's he pity !"
So we were married quietly, az
became our humble estate and mod
crate expectations, aud went to
spend few days in tie country,
Where l had u sister living on a
breezy, old-fashioned farm. Doyon
think Lizzie and / will ever forget
those days, even if we live to be as
old as Methuselah?
1t was November evening when
we came to the ''doll's house," where
the red merino draperi"s glowed
warmly in the luddy shine of the
fire and the tin kettle was singing
out homely lay of welcome.
"Lizzie," said l, softly. "are you
glad to come hOme?"
And she answered, more with her
eyes than her lips, "Oh, so very,
very glad for we are going to be
happy here. l know it as we'll as if
l saw all the years stretched out be-
fore me on a map"
Our first year was very blissful,
especially after the baby came to
make our lives musical, with his lit
tie cooling voice; but after that the
hard times came. Not that we re-
pined, Lizzie and | wer" brave to
endure whatever we could bare to-
gether, yet it went to my heart to
see her growing pale aud thin,
through sitting up at night to sew
and earn a little extra money, be-
cause my business was dull. And,
almost before we knew it. the bills
began to accumulate, and the rent
got behind.
"This won't do, joe" said Lizzie,
gravely. awe must do without
meat"
"That is nothing" said I, laugh
ing, although I felt little enough in
clined to be mirthful ''but we can.
not very we'll do without ii roof over
our heads"
"Don't fret, joe" said my little
heartsome wife. 1--WE shall not
want. Something will be sure to
happen"
''But what can happen, Lizzie I?
The days of miracles are over.
There are no Elijals and ravens in
these times"
"Yes, there are, joe" said Lizzie,
cheerfully, ':although we don't al
ways know it at the time. There is
an order for you to tune II piano up
in South street; isn't that 'ra-
venY"
And she held the little strip of
paper triumphantly before me.
When l came back from South
street Lizzie met me at the door
with humid eyes and a troubled face.
"What's is the matter p 1 cried
out, anxiOusly. "Lizzie-nOt the
babyi Nothing has happened to
him 7"