The Hartford herald., 1880-06-09

what the poor sufferers need Is some
one who will stay with them night and
day-sOme one to nurse them-fOr they
being i'll cannot help themselves. And
this nurse has been hard to find-in
fact has not yet been secured-for every
person within a circle Of ten miles Of
MillwOOd, has yielded to the general
fright and money will not tempt them.
Something should be done at once to
relieve this suffering family in their
hour of need. Three times since their
appearance i'm our midst has death en-
tered this devoted home circle, and
three times has he borne away an im-
mortal soul. The remains of Jimmie
Estes were inferred I'm the cemetery at
H0pewell last Saturday week, and hrs
brother BObbie was laid beside him ON
the following Thursday.
The funeral of the late Mrs. Mary
Wilson, wife of Mr.. Ieander Wilson,
living near this place, was preached at
Pinchem last Sunday morning.
Mr.. John Parrish, OF Wichita, Kansas,
is at Millwood on n visit to the family
of his brother, MIR. Lee Parrish.
VIM. Mcclure, the young man who
was wounded by his cousin at Litch-
field last week, Is at home this week,
seeming none the worse off for his late
bout.
An incident which occurred during
our recent trip to Bear Creek has haunt
ed us ever since, and will remain green
I'm our memory as long as there Is room
about US for anything of a greenish ma
ture. The fishermen had long since
departed for their "good holes" ON the
creek, and we had remained behind to
write our regular budget for the paper.
1t was not long before We had compa-
ny. A large, lantern-jawed parsonage
came sauntering slowly into camp, and
throwing himself wearily upon a stool,
jerked out: "Mornin', mister" We
said we "believed 1t WAS" He was u
sOlemn-lOoking party; had evidently
seen trouble in his life, yet his cOnver-
satiOn opened lively enough. "Pve
been married just one year to-day; my
wife has left me, though. tell you,
mister, it's u awful thing for a mans
wife to leave him." We mildly ex-
pressed our belief that it was. ''She's
been gone two months now," he con-
tinued, "and I'll just tell you right
here, stranger, you couldn't live in the
same house with that woman to save
your life." We ventured to remark
that we "cOuld try" but he gently
waived us into silence. "No sir, you
couldn't. / could quarrel with that
woman all day long, though, and at
night love her better'n ever. I've been
thinkin' I'd go to Ellenoy, but | jest
know I'd be wantin' to come back afOre
I'd got half way there-it's my natur." "
There was a sad case for you. When
We thought of the broken home circle,
the lonely fireside, the melancholy hus-
band. when we thought of the heart
less woman who had left him to battle
alone with cold and cruel world, the
tears rushed unbidden to our eyes. And
again, who knows how many more
homes may be made desolate in the same
manner, how many more families scat
tered, and how many hen-pecked hus-
bands may tramp their weary way to
"Ellenoy"? We tried to cheer the
lonely man. We reminded him that
"every bitter has its sweet" and be-
sought him to bear in mind that the
election was fast approaching, and all
indications pointed to the fact that We
would have II Democratic President,
in which event times would eventually
become better, but all to no purpose.
"My wife has left me" The wild winds,
as they whistled past, took up the sad
refrain, and from every hill came the
cry, my wife has left mel" After
awhile our melancholy friend departed,
and long after his c;idaverous form had
been swallowed up i'm the distance, We
could catch the cherry notes of n half
forgotten love-sOng:-
"If ever | marry another girl
tn he for the love of riches,
III marry one just ten feet high,
50 she cant wear the 'britches.'"
JUNE ELIOT.