Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1879-04-04

not take mp the gage, but looked at her with
n tender, sorrowful, pitying gaze, and, sigh
ing, went aud found his crust and ate il with
out word
When physician finds patient getting
beyond his skill he calls in brother practi-
TONER; and Mrs. DIR. job thinking the NOR
nj symptoms Of her patient more and more
puzzling. laid the case before Mary Ellen.
Mary Ellen was Mrs. Jobs sister, lived in
the lower half of the house, and never had be-
levcd in job Spinning
There is a woman in the case" pronounc-
ed Mary Ellen portentiously.
Mrs job fired. MARY Ellen don't be-
lieve it job Spinning isn't that man :"
Mary Ellen smiled superior.
"Men are men, and not women, Jane, and
facts are facts and if job don't spend his
time here, he does somewhere else. Maybe
job is all right. and don't say he amt but
the first question Ialways ask about husbands
is, what do they do with their time and their
money, and then | judge according"
There's different ways Of putting facts"
said Mrs. job, much wilted, but still vaguely
convinced of the monstrosity of Mary Ellen's
conclusions when applied to job and we
all know You always were jealous about job
that slipped of her tongue without intend
ing land don't believe it, Mary Ellen, say
what you will"
None so blind as them that won't see
and for jealous cried Mary Ellen, very red,
II must first see something TO be Jealous Of
not to say that you needn't br mad at me,
Jane, as l amt the woman he's after, any
how"
II call that low" observed Mrs. job has
tily picking up her worll-baskct and retiring
with much dignity Not for worlds would
she have cried before Mary Ellen; but sitting
by her own fire she could do what she pleased
and then. her hysterical passion over, she
still sat watching the fire gleam on the wall
aud in the silence, broken only by the falling
Of the coal. or the measured ticking of the
clock. came back to her bright morning in
their wedding lives when job had brought
home ilut very clock and set it up on the
shelf, telling her it would say, as long as it
could tick. faithful forever; faithful forever
and Mrs. job said to herself that the clock
had tick i out many an hour that found her
frctful, but never one that did not find him
patient and minutes enough in which she
had been selfish. but never one where he was
not sclf-denying.
Mrs. Job started and gave n little scream
job, coming in softly, had touched her Oh
the shoulder before she was aware-and
starting up, she faced him, hesitating and
flushed.
what, crying" asked Job in a troubled
way.
mo, not crying" returned Mrs Job, glow
ing between her recollections and Mary FL
lens spur and a new resolve; 'or, if | was,
it WAS for myself, not because of you, job;
for | believe you are right job, though it all
seems so strange because it is you and l
love you, job, and / am going TO trust you
till you speak out Of yourself, and tell me
what it is between us !" crying heartily as
she talked, and with her arms about his neck.
Between us! over US :" muttered job
and then a sudden and awful paleness fell mp
on him-you could not say he turned pale,
he was so pale already And with the pity
ing. tender woeful look that she had seen on
his face before. Poor little woman poor
Jane" :" he said, stroking her hair that was
still soft and bright; poor dear" and that
was all. His manner was very tender, and
from that night he softened into many Of his
old ways but that was all.
The days went on into months and one
morning job proposed Spinning spree. He
had not spoken the word before since that
day that had changed him in such mysterious
fashion.
1--WE shall take the steam cars" said Job.
At once the small Spinnings were clamor-
Gus, but Mrs. job was silent. Her heart beat
f.st to the thought that to-day job would
speak ont. She never thought where she
was going. only when would Job speak out
The iron horse picked them up at one depot
and trudged sturdily off with them to anoth-
era raw little station, where Mrs. job looked
about her bewildered.
Il have friend who has a house here"
shld 100; giving her ms arm ana she noticed
thht MS ore"th came snort ana ms steps We're
uneven:
ne Is gong TO SPEAK Know AAe AAia' 10
herseH,
ne iriend mouse was a charming mousse
".II yaIu al 'i' Tack ana III tne IroL'' and
ouul! enough lhe he! uI the IRON. uoor WAS