The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1875-09-17
CHAPTER XVII

hSOOA DAOOu VI hiCII ~nShIJou CuiAuACDi
checking her husband in his desire for
undue speculations, filling her home
with cheap but pretty exhibitions of
her rustic taste and skill, and growing
more and more l0vable in appearance
and disposition, despite the green-eyed
= jealousy of women who could not real
ize that the unfailing source of her con-
jugal happiness lay in the fact that the
honored husband and equally honored
wife had never ceased to keep ablaEe the
hailowed love-light that had glowed in
their hearts in the roseate days of their
wooing; that both had lived in under
standing of and obedience to the laws
Of life; thus retaining health and vigor;
and that each continually yielded to the
other fullest recognition of individual
liberty in everything pertaining to their
mutual interests. So, while. Aunt
Molly Seabsnk grew paler and weaker,
till the saliow background of her fea-
lures changed to vivid hectic, over
which the great brown freckIes lay like
6pOln uBOn AACbohb SUM bA4C PACNhJ
mistress of the humble cottage home at
the Cliff became indeed a ministering
angel unto her necessities, never forget
ting to bring choice mOrsels of her own
culinary skill to tempt the sinking ap-
petite of the invalid, and the other
~wOmengrew more and more unwoman-
" because of their ignorant malice
toward her, the men of Eagle Cove,
both old and newcomers, sounded her
praises till it was little wonder that the
happy heart of Josiah Carson was filled
with an honest pride that subdued and
glorified him.
Rosa Lee grew outwardly absorbed in
her new business. Evidently the girl
woman was wholly untitled for it.
Judging her by all the rules that guide
men in new undertakings, she could not
reasonably expect anything but failure.
Yet she had purpose that the villagers
knew not Of; an object to attain, for
which she saw no present hope of ac-
complishing in any other direction than
through her selected though not chosen
occupation.
Jonas EbeneZer Seabank's new school
teacher proved fraud of the worst or
der. True, he had physical strength
sufficient 10 fog the obstreperous
urchins of his charge numerically; but
with all his fogging, they grew more
rebeIliOus than ever. Added to this was
the fact that if he ever had been up in
the text books, he was now so mentally
rusty that the rubbing-up experiences of
a district school on the frontier but
served to rasp and confuse him. So, to
extricate himself from these difficulties,
the pedagogue tried what inspiration
there might be in whisky, only TO find
that both legs and head grew shaky un-
der the oft, tried experiment, whereas
only the head had been unsteady before.
But, if locomotion, perception and rea-
soning powers were partially dormant,
when under the influence of the chain
lightning elixir which the worthy pro-
prietor of the Sailors Rest saw fit to dis
pense in exchange for the use of the rod
upon the backs of his children in the
school-room, the pedagogue's combat
iveDess was unduly stimulated thereby,
aud a reign of terror was inaugurated
which drove the boys to desperation
and the girls to flight.
From the back door of Rosa Lees dis
ordered wOrk-room, where, busy among
flowers, feathers, bits of silk, wire,
buckram and ribbons, she toiIed to
please a set of ignorant customers,
whose ideas Of taste in finery were as
crude as incongruous, the girl-wOman
viewed the open school-room,- and
watched the workings of a dispensation
of muscular teaching that stirred her
soul to the deepest depths of indigna-
tion.
az ksa0ag that could take that school
and get along with it splendidly ~ she
thought to herself, as she proceeded to
: trim black straw hat, according to or
der, in bright green ribbons and coarse
yellow flowers. az kgo1s l could man.
age the whole thing easily. Those chill
dren need love and encouragement.
They need the stimulant of kindly
words and bright smiles. But, poor
things, they get it neither at home MOI
at school. Mercyl What is the matter?'
she exclaimed, starting to her feet, as
an uproar, followed by a crashing Of
benches and successive screams saluted
her ears.
1.-THE boys are fiogging the teacher
The girls are running away. Imust &c
and see what the trouble is about"
Suiting the action to the word, and
never thinking of disaster to herself, she
hastened to the seat of war, to find the
master tied with cords, and a great
Seabank boy belaboring him vigorously
with an OK snad. The crash had been
OecasiOned by the breaking of benches
in the boys struggle with the teacher
for the mastery.
nBoys," cried Rosa, in terror, "what
does this mean ?"
Joe Seabank, who seemed to lie the
leader Of the mutineers, paused sec
ond, and then, in the heat of pas
sion, felled her to the floor with one
blow from the cruel whip.