South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1878-07-26
A Woman at the Bottom oft.

A Woman at the Bottom oft.
ITO tell the TRUTH" said John Haviland.
- be threw aside tho evening paper,
and fsced the littie groap In the parlor,
IL am fast growing out OF patience with
THE TEXT "A woman q tha bottom or
it, 1t would be strange Ia this world,
made up ~ far ~ We are aware OF two
sexes, IL woman would NOT occasion.
ally be found 1t the bottom Of any good
thingl 1t Is the injustice OF the thing
that makes me angry. Now there arc .
hundred OF US poor fellows who owe all
we are. all We have, and all No can hone
TO become, Ia this world or the next. 20
the unselhsh love Of woman"
The gentleman's face vas Aushad.
ara ne spoke very warmly and feeling.
~, 30 much 90 that his wife rocking her
Daoy 70 sleep In the farther corner of
the room Inquired
"But why should you care John? II
always has been %. and always will be
50. We don't think much about Il now.
because Nc have been taught TO expect
| IT,"
But you should care. and you should
| light for each other more than YOU do
There is one chapter in my lifes history
that have always kept locked In nv
hoart. but tonight 1 feel it Is nv duty
to open 1t for your inspection and do
1t for the love Of woman-for the love
OF one woman who made me what am
worthy to be, the husband OF good
womani
"Why. John I" said Mrs Haviiand.
softly approaching--babe still held tight
to lier bosom-"you absolutely frighten
me-"
Lets have the story" said the rest
or the group, certain that something
good might be anticipated. and John
commenced at first little timid, but
gaining confidence Us he proceeded.
when first came TO New York, at
the age Of twelve years to seek nv for.
tune. 1 can call myself precocious chap
without danger OF being accused Of an
unusual degree Of selfappreciatiou.
was quick TO learn anything, the bad as
well as the good. My employer used
profane language picked up oaths he
dropped with a naturalness that sur.
prised even myself. The boys in the
office all chewed tobacco. This vas a
little the hardest job I ever attempted,
but after two weeks OF nausea and in.
describable stOmach.wrenchings, I came
off victorious. and got away with my
paper day with the best OF EN-
"True, every word ofit," continued the
speaker.
"One afternoon was sent with q note
from my employer to house i'm the up.
per end Of the city. hadn't any thing
to read but l had plenty of tobacco, and
with that l proposed TO entertain my.
self during tho two or three hours l
must spend in the passage. For some
distance did not notice who we're be.
side me, but by and by lady said, very
softly and pleasantly. would YOU
please little boy, be more careful? / am
going to party this afternoon, and l
should hate to have my dress spoiled"
81 looked into her face 1t was the
sweetest face ever saw. Pale. earn.
est and loving. to my boyish heart it
was the countenance OF an angel"
What in the world did you say?''
interrupted Mrs. Haviland, her bright
eyes filled with tears, as she saw how
the memory OF this beautiful woman aC.
fected her husband.
Say! There was very little that I
could say. think all did for some
time was to look. managed to dis.
pose OF the tobacco, no xever, and wiped
my mouth very carefully, all Of which l
felt she saw and mentally commented
upon.
"Have you mother. little boy?" she
next asked in the same tone.
mo, ma am answered. and I felt
my throat filling mp. and I knew I must
swallow mighty fast TO keep from sob
bling.
"You have father then. / suppose'''
she kept on.
mo mann, no father"
Brother and sister7"
Neither ma'a
Then the little boy is all alone in
the world?"
"All alone, maam."
How long has your mother been
deadH and the dear woman looked away
from my face, and waited till I could
speak.
Two years." I answered.
"And you loved her?' came next.
Dearly" was all could say.
She was silent moment, and then
sail so sweetly-oh! shall never for.
get it,
And what do you think your dear
mother would say--how do you think
che would feel--to know that her little
boy was guilty Of such disgusting lIab,
IL as thisS' pointing TO my cheek, where
the tell-tale quid had vainly tried To
stand its ground.
"I must leave now" she continued
"but here is my card, and II you come To
me most any evening, I shall be glad
TO see you. and perhaps we can be OF
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