The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1876-05-11

carry him, he dlmly thought, striving to nee
were daii he'd But tss moro Be- 1esistsd tie
more Jenny perssvered. She always believed
afterward that God gave her strength.
1t was while she was dragging and c0sx-
ing and lifting and beating him III 1t the
same time, and Turing him on with the sweet
est and tenderest words, that Z most heaven
senses. The lowing Of the cowl The COW,
anxious for shelter and support 4
: Then 1t WAS that the poor, exhausted young
woman felt that she should swoon herself;'
that she should die; the rebound nom de-
SPAR To hope was 20 sudden. On him, y he
heard It, the sound made no Impression. IN
that stage q apatAy he would have unresist-
ingly passed awsy 70 death, though the very
freight 81 home, 50 % say, was besning from
\ its windows upon him. I.aa.Fs
~ a. az mercifnI Father, help himi-let him
mot die nowr' prayed Jenny. And with Del.
nsrate energy she pulled him on; pulled, and
pnlled. and pulled. And the house was
,fAined at last. ..-.... ...,-..., ...-
fortunately, the Gre had almost gone out
IN tho stove and the room had healthful
chill IN its atmosphere, that was better emitted
than comfortable warmth to partly frozen
people. It seemed an eternity to Jenny be-
fore she could command her fingers sum
GENTLY to light the lamp. The lamp lighted,
she had to crawl mp stairs and fling down
Hsr husband, hrst glAddesing herself with the
assurance that he wss alive, and probably not
badly frozen, Their she turned Der attention
! 10 the fire. She regretted having said so
haughtily, in that far-off morning-ages ago,
It seemed-that there was splenty; Of wood.
There was no wood left now; she had put the
last on before going out. But Mrs. Hardy
AoA ~ al IN al,
for the lack of an armful Of fuel. Her hus-
band might dieyetif mot properly cared for.
She could not rest, she could not breathe,
until he could speak to her sgain, and assure
her that he was going to live. - q, =,
| ~ She carried the lamp to the window and,
The wood pile, whenever the driving snow
permitted d glimpse, was discouraging
sight, only log showing here and there like
the fin of q whale. Jennie shrugged her
shoulders ruefully, and turned away. Then
she bethought herself of . stack Of wonder
full knots and groteeque little stumps, which
Roland had from time to time stored In q
corner of the loft, to be worked up when
help In his labor should arrive and he had
| consequently more leisure, into vases and
hapging-bsskets- for the house plants. It
seemed pity to burn these; but pity must
give way to necessity, and, without mo-
s @sns "a Ssna{ seeetae a ne
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them. They were dry a. finder, and in a
short time noble fire cracked and roared in
the big stove, and Roland Hardy was 0h=ing
and ah-ing under his blankets with the pain
Of returning warmth. ~. > y
The glowing consciousness that she had
haustiou was almost unfelt; her eyes sparkled
triumphantly, and, as she put the kettle over
the fire, and got out Roland's slippers AID
some dry clothing and placed them by the
fire to warm, her heart was giving vent to
praises of thankfulness. }.,P.a
She drew the wide, comfortable sofa to the
fire, aud heated its cushions. Then she
stopped and took her husbands face in her
hands. 80.
"Oh, Roland, do you know what fearful
tramp we. have had? Do you know that we
were freezing to death only q short while
ago!" -s ,4t-'
the fire, wrapped in warm blankets, when, as
he vaguely remembered, his last act was tn
..What was done p, he presently asked.
"How did We get here? Who helped u.s."
"Angels!" replied Jenny.
- "You must have brought me-and you
may have killed YOURSELF" cried Roland; a
glimmer Of intelligence beginning to light
"Roland, dear, I am not dead yet. don't
mean to die, by heavens good will. And
now ana going to pull off your boots"
"Oh, Jenny" ....
But remonstrance was idle. He was thrust
back on the pillows, and his boots removed,
with great difficulty, and many tragic -four
ishes and solemn remarks concerning his in
ordinate vanity in wearing such tight ones.
Poor Jenny, in the joy of their escape, stroye
to make merry.
She was saying, as she put them away,
a to- ArA
make him cup of coffee; and Roland was
struggling to free himself from the blank
cts, and vowing that he would have no more
nonsense, when the room began whirling
around her. "Ifeel SO; ridiculously faint"
she said, as he started up; and the next mo-
ment she had fallen into his extended arms
Her first sensation on coming to herself
gted with luxurious, drowsy wish that it
might last forever: Present time had faded
from her. She fancied she was q child
again, tenderly borne upon her mothers
breast, and nesting among soft pillows. She
heard the lambs bleating upon the green hill
sides, the brown thrush singing in the sweet
briar hedges; the perfumes of clover blossoms
and of June roses seemed softly to sweep
over he, touching her face like cool, sweet,
shadowy hands, land she nestled closer among
|. the pillows and slept.
Her next CONSCIOUSNESS was that of aman
stumbling over a chair, and uttering in con.
sequence q mild impfecation. She opened
her eyes. The gray light of the late winter
morning filled the little cabin. She was
lying in one of her best night-gowns, tucked
up in high state on the sofa; and it was the
tea. kettle she had heard in her dreams, and
the cologne water on her face and hands that
had seemed to her like the breath Of simmer
fields. Close beside her was the armchair
where Roland had sat and watched through
In ,Ssvht uovs sot Nln ffNSsr
| were strewn recklessly about the floor; wine,
camphor, the. coffee-pot, and the chapped-
| hands lotion occupied the table; the bath tub
was tilted up by the wood-box; the wardrobe
bore evidence Of having been turned topsy.
turvy, and David was calmly slumbering on
man had been let loose in that orderly little
house. .t...- 49, .. .r..s
Poor Davidt He had got home then. He
must have lost his way as they did.
Roland Hardy, awkwardly busy after mans
fashion, and alternately regarding his wife,
lest his movements had awakened her, looked
half bewldered. His manly face was softened
| by look Of the keenest aud tenderest' solic-
itude, interspersed with perplexity as to the
poured some water into the tea.kettle, and
was looking helplessly around for the cover.
"On. the top* of the coffee mil, q, dear, y
spoke up Jenny, encouragingly. And she
was surprised at the weak, tired sound OF her
7 voice. r.'f,,.,,' /. ~
He came swiftly to her side and knelt down.
Jenny drew his head close to her breast.
Dear heart!" she whispered, am so glad
1t was log while. before Roland. spoke;
and when he did, it was in q choking voice.
Il talked to you like ratfian yester-
day.; ~
mo, dear, it was who did that"
all came back to me in the night;
and, with t;,how you dragged me- out Of
the jaws Of death. You saved my life,
Jenny"
Because yourli is SO dear to me! Twas
only selfish, you see"
land you risked your own life," he con-
tinued, softly. ~ ought to have cut my
tongue out denny, before saying to you a
A beautiful blush stole over her face, a
smile parted her lips. '' 3d..
Roland, you know it was all my fault, all
my temper. But, my dear, think this plight
has cured US both of ill-temper forever. And
oh, how delightful seems to me the home
here that grumbled at" t.... 'a:. a.
T Yes, 1t nO'doubt read IN effectual lesson to