Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-06-20
APPRECIATION.

"Just what have expected for about
seven years." said Pauline Worthington,
looking up from an open letter in her
hand with frownlng brow.
''Is not your letter from Herbert, Lina?"
questioned Mrs. Worthington, silver
haired old lady with gentle expression.
Eyes, mother. Essie is very i'll with
low nervous fever, and they want me to
come and stay until she is better. The
carriage Will be sent at three o'clock.
Mother" and Miss Paullne's eyes snapp-
ed. II think it is about time that Bert's
tyranny over that little martyr was end
ed. He's killing her.
'Lina he is your brother"
II can see his faults if he is
II never heart Essie complain"
'.She never would. But look at her.
Nine years ago, when she was married,
she was lively sunbeam. so bright and
pretty. Now, pale, quiet and reserved,
her voice is seldom heard, her smile sell
dom seen. A wintry shadow OF her for
mer bnghtness Now she is broken
down. You have never seen her at home,
but surely when she is here you see the
change"
eyes, dear, she has changed; but fam
lily cares and"
"Has Louie changed so? She has been
elve years married.
Mrs. Worthington was silent. Louie
was her Oldest child, and presided over
the home in which her mother had been
a crippled prisoner for fifteen years. She
took all the household care, and had five
children, and yet Louie had gained IN
beauty, and certainly in cheerful happi-
ness, since her marriage, even if the gay
ETY. of girlhood was gone.
Henry appreciated LOUIE" said Lima.
s;There lies the difference between her
happiness and ESTES detection. Ifthere
is any domestic trouble, Henry and Louie
share it, while Herbert shifts it all upon
Essie. He is hab1tual fault-fnder."
"Once in ten times he may. I never
saw faultless house or housekeeper; but
Essie and her house are the nearest ap-
proach to perfection l ever did see."
"You never spoke so before. Lina!''
because Louie and 1 though 1t best
not to worry YOU with a trouble beyond
your help But firmly believing, as do
now, that Herbert is actually worrying
his wife into the grave, l intend to give
him a lesson, that is if you can spare me
me to CO.
"You must go, dear. I shall get along
nicely"
So when Herbert Worthlngton sent his
carriage, Lima was quite ready tor her
fourteen mile drive to her brothers
house. It was house wherein an evil
spirit of repining or fault-fnding should
not have found an abode. Spacious,
handsomely furnished, with wcll-trained
servants, and all the comforts wealth
could furnish, it seemed perfect para
disc to visitors. But a very demon lurked
there to poison all, and this demon Lima
had come to exercise.
For the first fortnight Essie took all
her time, and care, the gentle spirit how
ering very near the portal of the eternal
home. There was babe, too, six months
old, and it's wants filled all the spare mo-
ments Herbert snarled and fretted ov-
er domestic shortcomings, but Lima per-
emptoriy forbade all mention Of these
in the sick room. having the doctors au-
thority for saying that the patients very
life depended upon quiet.
But when convalescene commenced,
Lima sent Essie and the baby to visit
old Mrs. Worthington, and took control
of Herbert, the older children and the
household, fully determined to show her
brother how far he had carried his alb
sutd habit OF fault-fnding.
The first dinner saw the beginning of
the lesson Lima meant to teach, by prac-
tically illustrating some of Herbert's alb
surdities. Herbert entered the dining
room, his handsome face disfgured by a
frown.
"Soup," said Herbert, lifting the tu-
reen cover; "perfect dish-water!"
"Susan," said Lima, sharply, before
Herbert could lift the ladle, stake that
tureen to the kitchen and tell Jane that
the soup is not Dit to eat"
Susan promptly obeyed. Herbert then
looked ruefully at the vanishing dish.
He was especially fond of soup and the
savory fumes of the delicious dish we're
tantalizing. Essie would have bad some
gentle excuse-never whipped off his din
ner in that way. All dinner-time Lima
kept up ing-dong at Susan about that
abominable soup, till Herbert wished he
had said nothing about it. But his i'm
agination had detected burnt flavor In
the pudding. and before he could remon-
strate, that dish had followed the soup.
"I'll get this house in some sort of or
der before leave it." said Lima, emphat-
ically.
"Tefore you leave itr' said Herbert,
sharply. DE you suppose you are a
better housekeeper than Essie? Why, l
have not friend who does not envy me
the exquisite order of my house and my
dainty table
"Herbert, you surprise mel Only yes
terday I heard you say that you did wish
there was ever anything fit to eat on the
table,
zone don't expect every word to be
taken literally" said Herbert rather sulll
lily. But an hour later, finding Il streak
of dust in the sitting-room, he declared,
emphatically, at was not fit for pig to
live in.''
Coming In the next morning he found
the curtains tom down, the carpets taken
up, and the floor Uttered with pals, soap
and brushes, and Lima in dismal dress,