New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1878-04-24

INC molneTIe>S 10Y IN my arms ana hush
cd him as | did my own Frank; as it was,
| looked at the sleeping chlld on the
couch. and remarked that he would be i'll
all night if suddenly awakened. Miss
C'emence told Willie nobody would love
him if he was not well-behaved; Mrs.
Tudor said something about "spoilt
children;;" Archie abruptly produced
stick of chocolate from his pocket and
forced it between Willie's fingers, and lit
tie Beatrice twineu her arms around his
neck, whispering, " please dom cry ccus-
in.''
"The child IS tired" said L; she cries
only from fatigue. He had better go to
bed and have something to eat there.''
Kendall was very much annoyed at this
public manifestation. He gave me a To- ok
almost of disgust at the Indifference Of
my tones, and then, raising Willie gently
in his arms, he carried him away. The
last sound heard was, Ceramic! I do
want grannie!'' and the wailing cry
haunted me throughout the evening.
From that time GOODNESS arose be-
tween my husband and myself; while
outwardly the same uni,ed couple, both
were conscious that barrier, in the shape
of little Willie, really separated us. 1t
so happened that this was term-t time, when
kcHdal was constantly occupied from
home; but when we were together, I cas-
lily recognized the absence Of his former
little temernesses, and my heart grew
harder and harder against the child who,
chose to believe, had usurped my place.
Willie was left entirely to the manage
ment of his nurse, a person whose c1ing-
ing manners toward myself at once pref
udlced me against her. She was con-
stantly complaining to me of the wilful-
ness of her change. and told her at last
that he had been under her control for
several weeks, and 1 had hoped for re-
port OF slight improvement at least.
My great wish was to get the child away
to school; evil passions once encouraged
pervert the better nature, and despite the
occasional whispers of conscience, I threw
off all responsibility concerning him, dis
liking even the sound OF his voice or the
mention of his name. If Kendall was dis
pleased with his home training, why did
he not send him away?
That boy is always crying" said my
husband irritably one morning, as he pull
led on his gloves in the hall. {. Won
der what is the matter now"
1t is perfectly dreadful at lis age,'
returned l. Mamma will be here next
| week, and am sure the noise will quite
upset her."
Willie must go to school next quar-
ter" said he; it will be altogether bet
ter for him than this house,
He turned toward the door, for our
! fond adieux were things Of the past; but
| saw before us return of the old happy
days, when Willie should no longer be an
ever-present source of disagreement, and
my heart went out yearningly tow ard nv
husband.
You might spare me kiss" said I
colorlng, and put my hand On his arm.
There was sort of affection in his look.
as he answered sternlv-
"When have once seen YOU kiss NV
child, shall know you care for such
tokens from me. Till then, let neither of
us prerent regard, Millicent."
"Be it So" said I, white with angry
pride. F." You will never see me kiss that
boy. I hate the very sight of him!'
"Take care of what you are say1ng,n
remarked Kendall quietly; "those are dan
gerous words to utter"
He had just left the house when Willies
screaming reached a higher pitch than
ever, and hurried upstairs in rage,
determined to exercise my authority for
once, to show the child such an ANNOYANCE
was unbearable. Pushing open the door
of the room where Martha gave him his
meals, beheld scene that FULLY account
ed for his cries. The nurse held both his
wrists in cruel grasp, and was beating
him numerically about the head.
"Say I'm tipsy again, you rascaln said
she in thick, stupid tones. s'Youll tell
your pa was tipsy all night, will YOU.
when I was rolling in agony with the
spasms? I've half mind to kill you, l
have-and will too, if you 90 tale bear
ing to your pa?"
[ wrenched the child from her hold and
confronted the astonished woman. NV
fear OF intoxication was completely over
powered by my indignation, and / spoke
calmly and decisively.
s'Go to bed, Martha; you are unfit for
your duties to-day. When you are better.
| shall see you again."
Her angry gaze changed slowly into
dull stare as she perceived my firm ex-
preston, and she sank into an arm chair.
where knew she would sleep off the eff
fects of her over indulgence. [ slipped
the door-key into my pocket, and retreat
ed, in my excitement carrying Willie as
an infant. Franks nurse looked thor
oughly surprised when entered her do