The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1875-02-19
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ooh, I like herrings Tom dear said
Lima with laugh. zone mans mea,
is another mans poison, you know but
suppose that applies to women also"
"If you like them. darling, its more
than do, - returned Tom, thinking with
q sigh AZ the rich, golden, juicy bloaters
he used 10 receive in periodical hampers
from a friend resident near Yarmouth
but who, now that they would he doubly
welcome, sent them M more. lAGf i
Alas, for the Uras tree Of poverty
how baneful is IL TO all who come under
the shadow Of its branches
n cent feslhalfIike a man, Lima
continued poor Tom, in a half choked
voice, that had in 1t a strong suspicion
of tears, "to be living off your few shil-
lings, my poor little girl"
Lima rose up, put one arm around her
husbands neck, and laid her cheek
against his, - = ma VIZ
t"Oh, my own precious husband, doat
talk like that are we not oneg'
The young clerk could not speak, but
held his wife closer to him.
''Don't you renembes, dear added
the little woman, bravely dashing away
her tears, and smiling sweetly, what
Shakespeare makes Katherine. say in the
Tanning Of The ShrcwTpaAh 4
Repeat it, love-"
"Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Ihy head, tbs soyereisn ---ons that cares for thee
| And for the mainseraw~c eonsmits bis body
| To painful labor, both by sea and land
/ To watch the night In storms, the day in cold
/ Whilst thou lest warm at home, secure and sale,
And graves no e,hss uinie q Any hsnds syis1si
But love, fnif looks, and true ohcdmnee'
"There, dear, you did all that for me
when you could; and shall ] do nothing
for you9ii Resides, you know Itook you
: for better or worse"
"For worse, | think" said Tom.
| m" Hush, hush DEAR None love 80
well as those who have suffered together.
Some day we shall tell all this TO our
grandchildren when we are rich and
prosperous, how grandmamma and
grandpapa lived in one miserable little
room, and dined off bony fish and weak
tea" and Lima laughed merrily.
| 81 eNon are downright angel from
heaven to me, Lima" he said, his voice
full of emotion.
"Nonsense, dearl I'm a very ordi-
nary little mortal and your loving wife,
that's ALL"
"Heaven bless you, darling; but II is
dark"
'--"The darkest hour is always neasst,
dawn" said Lima. "Hark!whats that"
as heavy footstep was heard ascending
the stairs. o. e.. |
ats that COMPOUNDED old Mother
Croucher after her money, as she calls il,
again." cried Ten, irascibly. "There,
| | told YOU So" as sudden knock came
to the door. H.t Ir.f 80.
1t was Mrs. Croucher, indeed but not
after her rent. In her hand she held a
large blue packet, sealed with a tire
mendous black seal. As she flung it
down disdainfully on the table, she said,
with snort:
u "some folks has fine friends az seals
their letters with a coat of arms. It's
4 pity as some folks don't get their fine
friends to pay an honest woman her
rent"
And with another snort she departed,
slamming the door behind her.
Tom turned the letter over and over in
his band, and examined tho seal, after
the foolish fashion most Of us have OF
mastering whom letter in an unknown
hand can come from, when the simple
process of breaking the seal would solve
the mystery.
at looks like a lawyers letter." he
said.
"But we don't owe anybody anything,
do we % exclaimed his wife, anxiouSy.
"Not silver, except to that old
harry, Mother Croucher."
And he tore open the seal. II
"Halloa! What's this?" he cried, as
he ran his eye down the sheet Of blue
r woven paper. "Can | believe my eyes,
Hurrahw f.
"Oh, what is 1t dearT said poor Lima,
white and trembling, as she sat down
again on her chair, from which she had
arisen.
darling; it'sall good news. Listen y
And he read out:
"BEpFoRD Row, July 10.
-"To Thomas Harrison, Esq, lately EN-