The People's vindicator. [volume] (Natchitoches, La.) 1874-1883, 1876-04-15
Discontinued Wife.

inc, moths in my Sunday shawl, and
the dog running away with the soup
bone for dinner"
And Lefty stood in the middle of
the room, holding her head with both
hands, as if she momcntari'y expected
it to sail up into the air like a bal
loon!
Lefty was very pretty, after an odd
gypsy type, with great dark eyes, u
brow and healthy skin, aud hair as
black as 4 crows wing; and this
round of daily cares and duties to
which, as the wife of y young carpen-
ter, she was condemned, had planted
d wrinkle on her velvet smoet|, fore
head.
John Wyngard burst out laughing,
and that in Mrs. Lctty's case, proved
the one hair that broke the camels
back. She began to cry.
"Now, Lefty, don't be GOOSE
said he, soothingly. "Why, what
do you know about real trouble y
III don't carc,' sobbed Lefty. 81
am sick of it all. I'm tired of patch
ing old clothes and hashing old meats
and boarding pennies. I'm tired Of"
"lour husband and your children, II
gravcly interrupted Mr.. Wynsard.
lis that it. Lefty ?"
Mrs. Wyngard pouted, and was
silent. She didn't like to own it, but
for the moment she almost felt tired
of them.
81 might have married rich," she
said, slowly twisting the baby's bib
strings around and around her finger.
II might have been Howard Lind
slcy's wife, and he is a very wealthy
man. they tell me-"
Mt's a rity you didn't" said John,
provokingly.
eyes, it IS a pity" said Lefty stung
beyond endurance, as she t'ounced
out of the room.
And then, as she sat down to sew a
button on Johnny's jacket, and braid
little Helen's hair, and show Rosie
about the arithmetic sums, and final.
ly, when the tour eldest ones were
packed off to school, to battle the
baby and rock it to sleep. Lefty Wynn.
gard could not help thinking how
much brighter her pathway would be,
if, instead Of saying enc" to hand
some Harry Lindsey, she had utter
ed the other monosyllable. Not but
what she loved John better, by far;
than Howard-but this wearing.
grinding succession of petty cares and
detail was swapping all the life and
elasticity ont of her.
She looked dislainfully down at
the faded colico dress she wore patch
ed and darned in more than one place.
sIf l had married Howard Lind
slcy," she said to herself, 81 could
have worn silks and jewels every day,
with hired servants to wait on me,
and an elegant carriage to drive out
in whenever / pleased. Oh, dear,
what Il world Of trouble this is"
And as MIS-. Wyngard laid her lit
tic rosy checked infant down to sleep,
she felt as if her lot had fallen in
thorny places.
Just as she had taken her place
once again over the brass kettle in
which she was trying to do mp some
rocky pound pears, which Il nciyhbol
had given her, there came loud
knocking at the door.
"Come ill.," said Lefty, and the
housckeeper from Had6eld Hall, the
big mansion on the hin, came min
cling across the threshold.
| Lefty busted offa chair, in consider.
able of furry, for Mrs. Ellison was
a grand lady in her way, who wore
black silk and laces, and her bonnets
directly from a New York milliner
every spring and fall.
"Wont you sit down, Mrs. FL
lison ?" said she coloring to the roots
of her pretty hair, and secretly hoping
that Mrs. Ellison did not 0b1crve thu
patch on her calico dress.
"Thank you, my dear-T am in ;
great hurry" said Mrs. Ellison. 81
have some fine laces, and mus ins
and Valenciepnes handkerchicfs herr
from my lady at the Hall. The laun
dress hasn't come down yet and sl'
amt willing to trust the lady's mai'
with 'em, and they must he ready b!
dark-and So l told her / knew a person
in the village that was a master hant
at laccs and tluting, and such like
and I depend on you, my dear, to d.
'em up for me"
"She'll pay you a dollar, at least,
said Mrs. Ellison. "Sle amt none .
the stingy sort, my lady amt"
f AdolIar in Lefty Wyngard's eye
was no inconsi,lcrable sum. A dolla
would buy the new shoes that Rosi
needed so sadly-or flannel for til
baby's winter sacks or half a hun
q bred other ncccssaries which Lett
could think of.
"Ycs," said she, '1'll do il
&c My preserves will soon be finished
Lay the bundle on the table, please
J. So the new family have arrived &
the Hall at last :"
Mrs: Ellison nodded assent. Sh
had lived housckeeper with the Had
fields, of Had6eld Hall, for twent
years, and was sorry enough whe
the old Mace went into new hand
But a situation was a situation, s
. she had stayed on.
"Yes," said she, "Nlr. and Mr.
Howard Lindsey"
Lefty gave such start that Il
preserve kettle had nearly tippe
over into the fire.
Lindsey !" cried she, with lit
. hysterical laugh. "What a fuur
It name"
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