The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1876-03-10
VOLUME V.

was sorely pained by the news, for the
whole story of her daughters death had
been SO recent and startling.
"Why shouldn't be married? ? Amt
my own boss ?" answered Jason, with
grin.
SIS your wife kind to the children ?"
she asked, anxiously.
"a plaguey sight kinder than she is
to me-" was the gruf reply.
"Do you suppose she'd welcome me if
should visit her ?'
al reckon so. At least, ye can only be
turned away. I won't be home for
month o. Sundays. HELPS to pay there.
| Women have their heads so full o. prop
erty rights an all sich nonsense now-a-
days that the less man has to do with
'em the better"
ats some consolation" thought the
widow, as Jason Andrews retired for
the night and left her to her own sad
thoughts, ''to know that somebody has
possession of him at last that can't be
twisted, like willow whip, around his
thumb and finger"
Bright and early on the following
morning, before any body else was astir,
the lawful head of the Morrison family
was again jogging along toward The
Falls. Although "month of Sundays"
did not elapse before his return, a
month of week days went by; and
while we leave him in the growing lit
tie city, enjoying the full immunity of
"right" to which we assure our friends
no woman aspires who reads these
pages-a right to indulge in beastly in
tOxication as long as his credit lasts-let
US accompany the bereft and defrauded
mother to the abode of her grand-chil-
dren at Molalla Moorland.
1t was at the close of as lovely sum-
mer day as ever shed its balmy softness
upon the velvet earth. All day long
had the widow followed the rough high
way, the horse she had borrowed for the
purpose being an Indian plug which
could not walk and would not trot. It's
pace was a gentle "lOping" or vaulting
motion, to which she gradually became
accustomed, though when her journey
was ended, and she was ready to alight
from the great, clumsy Spanish saddle,
she was so completely exhausted as to
be unable to stand upon her stiffened
feet.
The six children of her departed
daughter and the two youngest of the
Morrison family had been sent away to
a neighbor's, and Madge was alone with
her mother. For an hour the girl had
been terrified beyond expression. Hel
mother was alarmingly i'll, and the only
physician in all the region roundabout
had been called to a distant farm house
the head of the family, as the reader
knows, was away from home, asserting
his "rights," and Madge, for once in hel
life, had lost all self-possession, and wa:
trembling from lack of knowledge as tC
what to do next, when the timely ar
rival of Mrs. Perkins sent thrill o
gladness through her, and at once re
= stored her to self-confidence.
: "Help is coming, mother dear" sh,
2 said, cheerfully.
: "Who? Is it the doctor ?" asked he
+ mother, in a hopeless way.
r mo; she's a strange lady"
Mrs. Perkins fell to the ground Will
2 Madge was speaking, and the girl will
difficulty repressed a shrek.
s "Can I go to the gate a minute
r mother? 1 want to hitch her horse,
r she said, in tones of hearty assurance
J, which were well assumed.
s "Don't be gone long, will you ?" wa
: the weak reply.
: Madge found the stranger so dizz
n from the constant rocking motion of tn
g pony that she could not walk.
y 'Its nothing, ma'am. You'll &c
over it presently. People who are nc
" used to horseback riding are accustome
Is to giddiness if they ride far. Did yo
I, come to see my mother ?"
az came to see my grandchildren.
is am Mrs. Perkins, the mother of Jaso
W Andrews first wife"
l. 'Tndeed !"
10 al am. And where are her children?
t "GOne to a neighbours, ma'am. They
come home when we send for zen
is though"
"Has your mother driven ther
e. away ?" and the woman, who had
this time regained her feet, locke
IN startled and indignant.
is "Why, bless you, !" said Madg
''MOther is very ill, and we sent 'e
- away to stay till she gets better"
IN "Where did you say 1 might fiji
IT them ?" making an effort to remOu
d. her pony, and only succeeding in sprai
ne ing her ankle.
or "Please don't go now," plead,
he Madge. "Mother is dangerously il
ID. Pve lost my own power, somehow, al
We Jason's gone. don't know what to d
es You shall see the children soon. They
n. all well and happy, and we've told the
be about you SO much that you won't see
tn like stranger"
Id Thus urged, the widow mechanical
obeyed.
he 30, mother guess who's come
nt o.;oJ NFodoo EGnonIF yOu fbinL Y,c