The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1876-03-09

rm and courage to carry herself and the
'abe through. She hoped he would not
hink to ask her for the child, and was
lerving herself for a refusal in case he
hould, when they came in sight of the
water
The moon shonc down, making it al
most as bright as dav. Virgie thanked
heaven for that But she shuddered as
.he sweep of the water fell on her ear;
md she saw il fOaming in the moonlight, |
Is IT swept or in a strong current
Charles reused himself.
= Where's the boy?' heasked
8 Never mind, dear He's asleep, and |
don't like to disturb him. can carry |
him over. I'm strong enough for it,
What is the woman thinking of? |
You carry him over, indeed ! Give him
to me-"
But, Charles, you are not i'm con-
dltiOn to hold him. | shall be thankful
if youscan guide your horse over safely,
as you are" l-s
/" Ha! What do you mean by that"
She made him no answer,
g Do you take me for lool?" he said
roughly and angrily. --a
Now, Charles, don't do SO! You
know your arm is very unsteady, just
new. 1t i, indeed ~
''Ah, L understand you now. So,
madam, suppose you think Pm drunk?'
+ Again she was silent.
"GSive me the child ~ he said fercely.
O, Charles For Gods sake"
Give him to me, / say! Do you
think to brave me Sc? Give him 80 me
this minute
Resistance, she knew, was useless. 1t
would only serve to infuFiate him, and
what viii not drunken man do?
Uncovering the little sleeping face, she
kissed it Oncc-then drawing the thick
shawl which enYeloped the little figure,
she covered the face again, and gave him
into her husbands arms @
" Charles, for the love of heaven be
carefuln2 era rHsaa. a. "a Fz
"Don't be fool ~ a--a 81
So they plunged IN, and she did not
take her eyes from the other two until
they had nearly reached the opposite
bank. Then her horse stepped on a
stone, and, slipping, nearly Precipitated
her into the water. When her attention
was again free they had reached the OPP
pOsite bank. s- .E
" There he isI' said Charlie, trium-
phantly, as be placed the bundle in her
arms What Il simpletOn you are to
think ] couldn't bring him over safely"
How very light it was! Good heaven
She moved it about in her arms, pressed
it closer, and then uttered an awful
shrek.
MY child! My little child! My
Charlie o, my child p
Both turned simultaneously back to
the water. The quick eye of the mother
was just in time to catch one last brief
Nf 1itV 10 Il
tace-and then it. disappeared down
tho current, and the rapid water flowed
on! --- ..
In his drunken Inconsistencies
Charles had let the sleeping infant drop
out OF the shawls, and nothing could be
heard above the noise of the waters. He
did not know it till the mother screamed.
There was no help! Oh it was pitt
full, heartbreaking! Poor, young mother
The home ofethe Gales is very still
now. Virgic's pale face seems paler yet,
from contrast with her black dress. The
cradle looks so desOlate, standing always
back in one corner of the nursery. She
never passes it without having her heart
wrung anew; and she viii sit for hours
folding and unfolding the little clothes,
and her hands hnger lovingly among
them. There IS a pair Of tiny, worn
shoes in the drawer of her work table,
and a lock of fair, soft baby hair in the
great bible.
Let us hope that Charles Gale is a
better man.
The True StOryOf Edwin and Angelina.
Edwin has hankering after political
! economy and things of thaJ sort, and
makes Angeiina's life Il burden to her
with lectures upon the tendency of the
age to extravaganza, the shrinkage of
values, the necessity of taking speedy
steps towards specie resumption, and the
ike. Thursday he said to her at the
1 duncr-table, stirring his tea meanwhile
in a very profound manner, Angelina,
/ the only hope for the public benefit lies
in private virtue. That great man,
Henry Carey Baird, has calculated and
! his estimate has been verified by that
eminent statisticiam, Alexander Delmar,
! chat ifevery one of the 5000, 900 families
! the American Union would only skim
! the soap grease off Of their dishwater and
! invest its proceeds in a sinking fund at
four per cent. compound interest the
! proceeds in one hundred and sixty-ninc
years, two monthsand eleven DAYS would
pay off the national debt. There is al
present a slrinkage of values to which
we must accommodate ourselves if We
anticipate or desire return to the only
solid foundation of specie payments
Ecohomizc my love.''6 he said, taking
! another lump of sugar; " economic"
Now Angelina has, as she says, goi
| tired of being preached at, and, for hcl
part, can't see why she, etc. On Friday
morning Edwin came down to breakfas
and found Angelina presiding over the
] breakfast tray, smiling as to her eyes
frnwning as to her forehead and ambig
uous as to her mouth. She passed Ed
win a smoking cup Of coffee. lie took
I drink thereof; his lower jaw fell like thu
tail-bOard Of a Coal-Cart, and the aCcurseC
i beverage steamed out of the corners O
his mouth and upon his shirt front
Holy smoke, Angelina" he at length
calculated, edo you want to poison me
i What's that ~ - Oh - reiuined Angel
ma, 81 thought I'd begin to retrench a
once, 50 put its own weight of burned
peas to the coffee. 1t saves bali of olu
bill, you see" She continued, ''and vol
wouldn't know the difference, woulC
! Won ~ - But, " said Edwin, there's
| Single nail and two chunks Of sugu
cane and It bit of hoop and Il fathOm o
ptlAcodJ blnulllS anu Il IcdSIoOHluI q
alluvium at the bottom of my cup
Aud have you nothing but muscoyad,
sugar in the house Ii I were running
a house I'd never let my supply of suga
run short. - oh, yes" responded hi
spouse, "but / wanted to economic, 50
4 got this. 1t only cost nine cents, tn,
= other is thirteen" -.
Then she fed Edwin with round steal
. instead of lOTtar-hOtlSP and comfort eC
him with bran bread, which is much les
expensive than white, and gave hin
some nice chrome yellow butter, en-