The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1876-06-09

not 10 CnCOUfakc lnht iVhFi S'"Ng N'
low that's always dangling after her.
Ali wcll-a-day. what useless wife he
has gotl The little baggage can do
nothing; and he to make his way in
the world, too"
"Oh, you let him alone, wife; he
knows what he is about. The girl Is
no fool; they'll manage all right; let
him have her. AS for Mary, she
wasn't suited to him: and fancy she
won't break her heart about it,"
Mr.. wildarc was right. Mary did
not grieve about 1t, but soon after
gave her hand to the young farmer
who was so pertinaciously following
her, and was noted for her nice butter
and chickens in all the neighborhood.
In the meanwhile Robert aud Ella
were as happy as falls to the lot of
most mortals. His income enabled
him to live in small, but comforta-
bic house, and to keep one servant.
Two years fed away. and then a
most unsupported crash came. Rob
crit fell in with inflammation of the
lungs, brought on by aneglccted cold.
The situation was kept for him for
some time, until his employers could
wait no longer; then their income oeas-
cd. There hal been but little saved,
and gaunt poverty stared the hapless
couple in the face. Robert still con-
tinued too i'll to leave his room; but
Ella had met all the exigencies with a
fortitude which her husband had not
{ given her credit for. sent away the
servant, and did the homework her
: self. Failure after failure in broths,
t gruels, ETC., took place, but still, not
disheartened, she kept on cheerfully
until she succeeded. Many hours a
r day did Ella have to leave her hus-
: band to perform some work which she
had undertaken, but which she did
! not wish to tell her husband until he
q was better; but she had to work, for
r mor ey was to be had, and the young,
r courageous wife kept on.
d "What shall we do my dearest?'
y said Robert, one day 10 his wife; "w,
d must be getting deeply in debt. What
4 shall we do if | do not get better
a soonl"
n "Do not trouble your head abou
2 such things, Robert; leave it all to m,
to manage. Try and regain you
q strength. Your illness is all the anx
Y iety that | have. will save all
+ can"
"But, my dear, you have but yer,
}. little money to save"
O "Not another word, Robert; go Il
|. sleep-you are so pale said Ella.
ooh, dear, dear!" Just as / saidl
:, exclaimed Mrs. Wildare, bursting int
. her husbands bedroom one morning
. Robert is very ill-lost his situation
A What will become of them, and sucl
useless creature for wife? | sup
/ pose she will let him starve for some
. thing to eat, ard will sit aud wrinI
4 her dainty little hands, when another
- woman would know how to use then
# to some purpose. As you are better
4 John, We must 60 to town and sex
I him. Poor boy, if he had only stayeC
4 at home and married Mary! 1t make
my heart heavy every time | see he
q and viii Denis pass by in their wag
>. on; they look so happy. Well-a-day-'
n 1t was about n month after this tina
. old Mr.. and Mrs. Wildare contrive,
A to reach their sons house.
4 "How in the world, Robert, are yo,
i doing for money!" said his mother.
- II am sure / cannot tell; | only
a know that | have every thing | want
q and Ella says things are all right"
Very strange" unused the old Ia
Il dy. II offered her some help will
!. money when | came yesterday, to pro
i, vide for us, but she told me she di,
not require it; very strange that sh'
,. should not tell you where she gets it.
The next day Ella was out ON SOM
business when the POSTWAR Knocked
) cid Mrs. Wildare went to the door an,
e received the letters.
i. "A letter directed to your wife
=, Robert" she said, handing ii to him
a il feels as if it had money in it; VIII,
?, can it be from? You say she woul,
IF not ask her uncle"
,e "No, | think uot," said her son
\. "but she will soon be in and read
\. herself. | do not open her letters"
,e The old woman said nothing more
but every now and then giving a sig
II nificanr "humph."
re Presently Ella came in, lookin
" charming, with her checks CLOWN
" and eyes sparkling, after her lon
,e walk.
ii ella, here is letter." said her hu
D. band, handing her the missive.
10 She started, and looked annoyed.
i "What is it, Ella? Is it from YOU
10 uncle?"
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