The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1875-01-01

just then trying 10 breathe with string
wound tightly around his neck. Judging
from the blackness OF his face, II was not
proving the success that could be wished
\ ii the experiment was TO continue long.
Mrs. w. began calmly 10 unwind him, but
Mr.. w. used his knife. That was happy
moment fo- him. bur after il u would have
been difficult 10 find two consecutive yards
OF those rags.
Mrs. Whittiker." said he, "when
1 you've poisoned yourself and hung your
baby. and sent your husban. To an I'M
\ timely lunatic asylum, | hope you'll be
satisfied with your rag-carpet.'
Our rag carpet" tenderly whispered
his wife. "All of mine shall be thine, You
know"
Time would fail 10 tell of the red dye
which was very good. and the brown
which was fair-metaphOrically and not
literally-and the black which was fair
literally and not metaphorically, since Ii
was almost white.
Neither can record the garments that
Lofty cut up and wished she hadn't. or
those she spared and repented; or the
time and patience and carriage-hire that il
took 10 find a woman TO weave a carpet;
or the snuffy old WON n who couldn't do
il till next year. but concluded TO do il at
once TO oblige Mrs. Whitaker or what an
astounding price she charged 10 oblige
herself; or how she ever afterward held
herself the chosen and particular friend OF
Mrs. Whitaker.
But all things have an end I; most things
have two, and rag-carpet has great
many.
Mrs. whittiker." said Mrs. Sans, who
was the charitable lady of the neighbor-
hood. 'if you have any work to get done.
wish you would hire poor woman who
lives az the corner of Rutger street. She
is in a good deal of trouble-her husband
left her month or two ago, though 10
Judge from her story | should hardly
think that much of a loss; AT any rate.
with family of little children and nothing
else. She does not seem 10 me TO be
in very good frame of mind but we
ought 10 do something for her,
les.r said Lofty. but don't know
as have any work for her except a rag
carpet TO be sewed and tackled down. |
will 20 and see her tomorrow. and take
for Thanksgiving, and see if
think she can do it,
Ii was bleak November day whea /
Lofty set out for the walk-one OF thOs. 4
first cold DAYS when every blast makes one
SILVER under dread of the long winter. \
nose was red. stamped her little feet to
keep them warm. and hurried on 10 the \
,hanty AT the corner OF Rutger street.
The little woman's good heart was grieved
10 its very core by what she saw there.
True Mrs. Beers was not a suffering
angel. Lofty had come, intending not 10
wound her feelings with any allu-ion to
her recent lord. but Mrs. Beers seemed
comforted by having a new
listener. 10 whom she could abuse
= Beers a she called him. Sharp of
ongue and sour of temper and blunt of
was plain-but the winter
vas going 10 be just as hard for her as for
he refined and patient wife in the story
looks. And the children, Those poor.
BALE little faces, and the thinly clad little
bodies, and the cracks in the old floor
where the wind came whstling around
he ill-shod feet.
During her walk home Mrs. Whittiker's
thoughts were divided Into preamble. a
whereas. ard a resolution. The preamble
vas that if they could do without that
Dom through the winter they might get
m ingram for il i'm the spring The
whereas was that Richard didn't seem 10
ROW reconcileI To the rag-carpet. which
vas very unreasonable of him 10 be sure.
'ut il wasn't going 10 be nice 70 have il III
Ie really ,couldnt like IL. The resolution
- Ny DEAR said Mrs. w. over the tea
able, ''do you think you could keep
any better if you were rid
4 the rag-carpet."
Il don't hope for that he said. in re-
igned manser, "unless | run away from
ou. and then | shouldn't enjoy Thanks
living at ALL"
"Thank you. But If you will take that
arpet down 10 the shanty at the corner of
satger street you needn't bring il back -
"Where's the wheelbarrowg'' shouted
Richard, making one plunge for his hat,
nd another for the door. And that was !
he end of Mrs. Whittiker's rsg-carpet.- .
fedrth and Home. 4.