The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1880-04-10

been here. She was right. ! hau ~
business to marry poor man.
"You're not quite yourself TINS mo- ~ =,
| ing, Stella,n and his yesWere iuil o. ~,
shed tears as he caught sight OF the ICY.
marks on their baby'.s neck.
"Do you suppose can endure every
thingP' she cried spitefully. ~,
"You are nervous and tired, dear.
Come here, and be put out his hama "
clasp her. - wal
She glided from him and went into the
adjoining room. =, ~
Something wet felEi6ap tthe baby..s
head, and he pressed him elosnly TO ms
bosom, as he caught the sound 81 ner
sobbing: tr M i 81.
II have heard of something new this
morning, Stella, and I'm going to New
York by the next train sRW
He tried to say it cheerfully. mel
"You are always hearing of something
new" was her quick reply, g but what
does it amount top
$50 am hoping for something better,
and think / have found it now.p
He rocked Freddy to sleep, put him
into his crib, then went to the door OF his
wife's room.
care you going to kiss me goodbye,
StellaP'' he asked, opening the door very
softly. Il may be gone a day or two"
mo" she replied coldly, you'll be
back soon enough. ,,
81 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 turned quickly, but she saw
the look on his face, and never forgot it.
She heard him cross the room, and
knew he bent over Freddy's crib and
kissed the little sleeper again and again.
Hell come back to me before he real
ly goes" she whispered to herself, start
ing up and going toward the door; but a
turn in the street hid him from sight
when she reached the window He had
gone, and for the first time without kiss
ing her goodbye.
"Well, we've been married long
enough to be done with such nonsense"
sle said at last, by way of consolation;
yeE,'here was terrible ache at her heart,
ana sh, secretly wished she could throw
h h: ITO her husbands arms and tell
Inn en now sory she was for it all.
. one SAL quie still until Freddy awoke,
.lleli Nun cryof terror she ran across
the nall to the narest neighbor. with
: Please come Mrs. Wilson, my baby's
Mrs. Wilson came, for ebo,,r,, ,o,,oh
of manner she was kind of htsTf
"He's in fit" she said, thenomort
her eyes rested on the little staarar
" Bring me some water; quick,'' she
called, land help to get off his clothesiinG
Stella obeyed.
" Hold him So" was her command
putting him into the bath. 81 will run
home and get some medicine. Such
women as you ain fit for Mothers she
continued, returning with her hands full
of bottles. n
40. Freddy" cried Stella, dropping
on her knees, '' if you'll only get well,
l will try so hard to bear everything"
"And what trials have you to bear?n
asked Mrs. Wilson. you have pretty
home,'' looking about the room, !" if it
was put in order"
cit isn't like the house I'm used to. y
young people don't expect to begin
where the old ones left off. They must
make their own homes @..
81 never understood it so. Sister
Belle is the only mother | ever knew,
and her advice was never to marry a
poor man"
$50 you keep finding fault and COM
planning when your husband is trying in
every way to make an honest living. 1t
is wonder that you haven't driven him
to drink long ago" II.
But my husband is a good man, y re-
piled Stella, warmly, resenting the last
part of the speech. - -
-" He has shown himself to be a good
man.
The woman said it in good faith,
wrapping Freddy in soft fannels, and
administering a quoting potion. She
had been watching the movements of
this couple ever since they came to live
in the house.
My baby will get well, wont hep
was said pleadingly, and the poor thing
sobbed again as if her heart would
break.
Eyes, indeed"
and you will stay with me through
the night?'' forgetting she was one Of
"those people,"
"Td stay with you a whole blessed
week." replied true-hearted Mrs. VIII
son, eff | could make you wife worthy
of your husband"
Tell me what I shall do and I'll do
it faithfully and willingly, and without
complaining"
All through the long night hours, while
Freddy lay between life and death, Mrs.
Wilson worked over him bravely, and
told to the girl-mother chapters in her
own life experiences. There were passa-
ges 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
purpose and strong heart.
She tidied up each apartment, and in
stead of going about in a dowdy wrap
per, put on fresh dress, arranged her
hair becomingly, and changed the puck
er about her mouth for her own rosy
lips. t-i73 e7t'H ittaH
" You're pretty little thing" Mrs.
Wilson told her, when she had fastened
a knot of blue ribbon in her blonde hair.
g See after baby, now. I'll look in
Il Al - L.