Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1875-09-28

been her sweet delight in the dark days /;
but now. when the gJi'ieH light sLone
around, your mean spirit kept her doih'
without. Just the same. that J0n might
win more lands and stock to put between
your heait anS hers.
Then more money CAME. Money
represents power. You began to lord ii
over your fellowmen, an at home you
made slave of the woman who adored
you. You ordered her about as you
would your meanest servant, an grad.
ually forced her to take that position.
You never saved her a step or bur
don's weight. You let her tug away.
toll away, die away, from mornin' till
night. An you killed her. But, over.
worked though she was, that wasn't
what killed her. She lost her round, red
cheeks, an her pretty round arms, an
her dainty. shaped hands drudgin' for
you. She lost her gold, her bright gold
hair. toilin' an CROWN old Tor you.
She lost grace OF form an grace oil spirit
draggin' an slavin' for you. But that
amt what killed her. 1t was neglect
that broke her heart. \ husbands neg
lect You starved her to death. Towns.
ley's wife died from lack OF appreciation.
lack OF love in the man who promised to
love. honor, an cherish her his whole
life long. You wouldn't treat q dumb
brute as you treated your wife. You
stop and pat Bruno'S head an call him
good fellow You pick up the cat an
let her sit on your knee. You pet your
horses an feed them sugar; but you
never looked back at the woman whose
heart, bound up in you. followed you so
lovingly. You never stopped to caress
the tired head OF your little wife. 1t
took to much time to say: 'DarlinI love
you An as Tor drawin' her down on
your knee an kissn' the cheek hollows
plump an the white lips red-you
couldn't bother An you got to be the
richest farmer in Tuckahoe county; but
you broke your wile's heart"
JAMIE" murmured Townsley, his
whole body quivering. jamie" whis
pered Townsley, opening his doll, heavy
eyes. "Oh! Janie-Jan'e-Janie !"
"Twont do any good" exclaimed
Grief, Ito shout after her. She can't
save you. You've got to come along
with me- Yes l know remOrse sits heavy
on You now, but you can't skulk
behind that at this late day; an all the
JAMES in the land can't help you now"
But as time passed on Townsley at
last became conscious OF q third persons
presence-a presence which soothed him.
which came between him and that wait
ing soul. lie felt cool hands upon his
burning head. and 4 soft. smooth cheek
pressed close to his. lie heard himself
called all manner of dear names, and
once or twice felt hot tears dash over his
face. to be quickly brush ed away. Best
OF all, he ielt that through the power OF
love. some one was drawing his soul
back into his body. and he knew that
this some one was his wife. Days and
days it took; bet it was a new soul that
went back, and a new body that covered
it. Townsley was a changed man
through and through.
There amt man in Tuckahoe coun.
ty," says Farmer Ricketts,, $50 choice OF
his wife as Mr.. Townsley. He can't do
enough for her. He'd let her walk on
him. an welcome, If she wanted. Beats
all nature!"
And if he means human nature, he Is
right. But Ricketts, doesn't know. as
you and | do, how near Townsley came
TO being one of two wife-killers.