Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1878-08-22

precisely how she will represent us. =
/" | shall be guided by the sugges-
tions OF the moment in the bulk of my
remarks" said the doctor =" but
can give you the principal points
which | mean to make. 1t is only
fair you should know to what / bind
YOU"
She stood up, her hands resting on
the back of a chair. She always
spoke with fluency and decision, and
she knew her arguments now by
heart. Her thin body after awhile be.
gan to glow with fiery exalation. She
rose on tiptoe, flourished her lean
arms. AT last the battle was at hand.
She was going out alone to fight it.
She was going, like David, in the face
OF the conflicting hosts, her nation
looking on. (Only David took his
sling in the name of the Lord, and
she unslung hers in the name of Sa.
rah Coyt.)
!" The American is just, reasonable
in the hearing of every cause but
this she shouted, shrilly, wondering
to herself at the same time what
humping noise that was in the hall,
and why Mrs. Epps did not quiet it.
" A woman" more vehemently, is,
first OF all, citizen. She loves, mar.
ries, by accident, but she is citizen
by inalienable right. 1t is her high.
est"
The thumping was evidently made
by a crutch. The doctor had the
physicians instinct. Still gesticnlat-
ing, her eye wandered to the door to
see the cripple who should enter.
I" She holds legal place in the So
cial body as wife-a mother. But
as citizen"
1t was child-a half-starved, shah.
billy dressed girl who came limping in.
" You render her-a nullity. Will
nobody give that child chair ?"
The child tripped and fell headlong.
/" All right" said Eli, picking her
up. Go on DOCTOR"
But the doctor already had the
child in her lap. and was lingering
her leg. was only about to say
that the duties of woman to the
state far outweighed those which she
owed as wife aud mother, the latter
being comparatively selfish, partial,
and trivial. The child has had an st
tack of the paraplegia, and it never
has been attended to-"
/" What has paraplegia to do with
woman's suffrage ?" said Eli.
" Whose child is she There has
been the grossest neglect" continued
Doctor Sarah, sharply. She rose and
walked out of the room in her usual
decisive fashion, the little girl in her
arms. She never had entire control
of herself when she had child in her
arms. When she was in the dining.
room she sat down, uncovered the
withered limb, and patted the thin
watchful face on her breast.
+" What is your name, my dear ?"
(" Winny Niles"
Matthew's daughter She might
have been my child" thought doctor
Sarah. It was not her old fancy for
the silly young clergyman which
brought that change slowly In the ex.
preston of the sharp features as she
sat holding the girl. 1t was the re-
memberance of the dead born baby
which had never lam there. The
breast had been full of milk then, but
the dead little lips had never touched
it, and the breast had shrivelled slow.
ly and grown hard. As Sarah held
the child closer to it she remembered
how hard it was, as became the mon-
grel creature which the newspapers
called an Advanced Female.
Bah They know nothing about
u.s." she broke out, hugging Winny.
+" Your poor, patient little soul. has
nothing been done for you ? What
has your father been about ?"
Papa has only his salary and he
helps the poor a great DEAL said
Winny. with dignity.
THE poorl And his child looking
in this fashion Idiotp muttered
the doctor. well your mother
whore was she2
She is dead
A sndden heat overspread Sarah g
face she was not sorry that this wo-
man was dead, yet assuredly she did
not wish to take her place. How
many are there of you? she said
gently.
'Four--tho tw , boys and baby and
me-
"A baby and boys thought Sarah.
sAnd their father as fit to govern
them as moon. calf Well, IFS non 9
of my business. That is your faith
er's step coming up the stairs she
said, aloud. putting the child hurried.
ly down. A Venetian mirror hung
near them. The little doctor glanced
in it quickly; there was in it q wiry,
muddy skinned, high-noscd woman
in purple silk. She saw suddenIy
beside her vision of a shy, rose
tinted girl. watching a young divin-
ity student IS he arranged migno-.
nette 10 poland she laughed to her
self with keen sense of absurdity.
The door opened, and the Rever-
end Matthew stood on the threshold,
plump. neat, precise, from the tip oil
his low shoes to the folds of lis lawn
cravat. Above the folds of his era
vat was on apple-checked face, full
of mild good humor and feeble obsti-
macy. Coming up the stairs, he had
met the retiring delegates to the
meeting, and Mrs. Epps, who told
him who was with Winny. He
heard the name of the great reformer
with little conscious chuckle.
Doctor Sarah Coyt? Tutl tut
Now, would you believe it, Mrs.
Epps, that that lady was an old
flame Of niue? Factl A callow
fancy-caIf.lovo, you know; had not
cut my. wisdom-teeth. Sarah Fet-
ridge, she was then. But I have
watched her course since, in conse,
quenoe. With reprobation, of course,
but still with interest. I never have
any thing to do with that kind 81
people. but should like to see her, ]
confess. Doctor Coyt, eh? Tut tut