The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1880-04-07

his crib, then went 20 he door u biz viis's
room.
Arc you going to kiss me goodzbys,
Stella he asked, opening the door very
sofily. am to be gone day or two.
No." she replied, coldly, youth be back
soon enough"
| will come as soon as can but might
never return, you know"
See If you are not back as soon as you can
come with the same old story"
Clarence tnrned quickly, but she saw the
look on his face and never forgot it.
She heard him cross the loom, and knew he
bent over Freddie's crib and kissed the little
sleeper again and again
He'll come back to me before he really
| goes,' she whispered to herself, starting up
and going toward the door but turn in the
street hid him from sight when she reached
the window. He had gone, and for the first
time without kissing her goodbye.
She sat quito still until Freddy awole !;
then with cry Of terror she ran across the
hall to the pearest neighbor, with Please
come, Mrs. Wilson, my baby's dying"
Mrs. Wilson came, for though rough Of
manner, she was kind Of heart.
He's in fit, she said, the moment her
eyes rested on the little sufferer. Bring me
some water, Quick = she called, and help to
get off his clothes.'
! Stella obeyed.
! Hold him So was her command, putting
him into the bath. will run home and get
some medicine. Such women as you amt fit
for mothers, she continued, returning with
her hands full of bottles.
Oh, Freddy, cried Stella, dropping on her
knees, IL you win only get we'll, will try SO
hard to bear everything.
And what trials have you to bears asked
Mrs. Wilson. You have a pretty home,
looking about the room, IL 1t was put IN or
DER
III isn't like the house I'm used TO,
Young people don't expect to begin whore
the old ones left off. They must make their
own homes
Il never understood it SO. Sister Belle is
the only mother l ever knew, and she advised
me never to marry poor man.
So you keep finding fault mud complaining
when your husband is trying In every possible
way to make an honest living. 1t is won-
der that you haven't driven him to drink long
ago.
But my husband is good man., replied
Stella. warmly, resenting the last part Of the
| speech.
He has shown himself to be good man.
The woman said it in good faith, wrapping
Freddy In soft fannels, and administering
| quieting potion. She had been watching tile
movements or thisS coupin. Aysr ainaa thay
came to live in the house.
! My baby will get WELL won't he ? was
said, pleadngly, and the poor thing sobbed
again as If her heart would break.
Yes, indeed
| 'And you stay with me through the night?
| forgetting she was one of those people,
/ would stay with you a whole blessed
week. replied the true hearted Mrs. Wilson,
| If could make you wife worthy Of your
husband
Tell me what shall do and I'll do 1t faith
fully and willingly, and without complaining
All through the long night hours. while
son worked over him brayely, and told to the
girl mother chapters Of her own life expert
epce. There were passages over which Stella
wept bitterly, and when morning dawned,
giving back the child from danger, in place of
the tickle, unreasonable woman, there was
one ready to meet life's work with firm pur-
pose and strong heart.
| She tidied up each apartment, and instead
of going about III d dowdy wrapper put on
fresh dress, arranged her hair becomingly,
and changed the pucker about her mouth for
her own rosy lips
| You're pretty little thing, Mrs. Wilson
told her, when she had fastened a knot Of
blue ribbon in her blonde hair. See after
baby now. I'll look in every now and then
through the day, aud tonight will come back
| to you. You're husband will be here to-ffi6r-
row morning
Yes replied Stella with bright look in
her eyes. He will be here by ten O'clock
| After all it was long time to wait, she
thought. She was so impatient to tell him
and she would kiss him ais many times> as he
wished.
= Yes, indeed she exclaimed, joyfully,
bending over Freddie's crib, we'll kiss papa
a hundred thousand times, won't we. dear ;
Il do wish Clarence would come, she kept
saying next morning. What detains him =
she continued when The clock was Oh the
stroke Of twelve.
| What it, and her heart was like lead In
her bosom as she recalled the look she last
saw on his face. What If he never comes
back = she fnurmufed, going into her own
room.
MRS. Wilson, she called, where is my
| husband p
! In an instant the dear, good soul was beside
her. resting hand tenderly on the aching
/ head
True hearted woman She shrank from
saying it had been dreadful night on the
sound, and that steamer had collided with
the New York boat. Her husband travels
| by boat had been her conclusion.
Stella caught at her arm, the sound Of her
voice answering Freddy, and with cry she
| fell.