The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1881-05-12

You had told me that very thing! Polly!
Polly! You must have-Oh! Now don t
do that! Don't do it again, Polly! Oh!
l am stronger than your
She had tried to strike him in the face
had aimed furious BLOWOUT he had
caught both her hands and held them as
in a vise-held them until she groaned
with pain.
Twill you try to strike me again,
Polly?" And still lie held her wrists,
though not so tightly and went on:
when told you of Jacks treachery,
the only response 1 got from you was
that you had told me so-that you knew
it would be SO! Polly, at whose re-
quest did I trust him? Oh, I don't
blame you for the first part; only
blame You fol the manner in which you
treated me in the end-after he had be-
trayed us both-for those cows were as
much yours as mine-as is every dollar
I own. Polly, did this thing tonight
for q purpose. You are not a weak
whimpering woman, to be wheedled or
deceived into going in the right way.
You are strong, and you are willful; and
I have given you this lesson that you
might be benefited. I have held up be-
fore your face mirror in which you
have seen yourself as others see you.
Aye, your friends have seen it! But,
Polly, they will only remember it while
you give them occasion. When you can
laugh at it they will do the same-they
will laugh at the fun of the thing rather
than at yourself.
There, Polly-now go and sleep upon
it. Go, and bear in mind this one
thing; have commenced this work for
purpose, and will not yield while life
and sense are mine. If you are sur
prised, so am I. declare, it seems good
Let us try it so for awhile, and see how
it will work.
!"There-now away you go. Think,
Polly, and talk with yourself as much
as you please. I will go out and feed
the cattle"
For the first time in long, long years,
Polly Sawtelle went to bed and cried.
She cried like child. First she cried
with anger, then with shame, and then
with an aching. breaking heart. Her
husband offered her no comfort.
Two days passed, and the woman
found herself looking up to her hus-
band. She was feeling respect for the
strong. resolute man whom she could no
longer hold in subsection to her beset-
ting sin. ALI! and she knew she would
hold him In subsection never, never
again.
Three days later Sam came. in late in
the afternoon with trouble in his face.
The look Yves one of real pain. He went
directly to the cupboard, in the hall be-
tween the kitchen and the eating room
where he kept his choice garden seeds
and his medicine. She could endure it
no longer.
"Sam-what is it?'
He looked around with start. For
years he had not heard that sympathetic
tone until now"
"Polly, our Poor Nellie is very sick.
It was the faithful horse.
Here was the place for the old refrain
but it came not. And-it never came
again!
A single moment she hesitated-a mo-
ment-and the ice was broken, and q
current OF tears swept it away from be-
tween them forever.
so! let me go with You. can help.
Poor Nellie!"
He could hardly believe his ears. But
they went; and while they brought the
good old horse back to health, they
found a love that had lain dormant for
years.
Two weeks later, on Sabbath even.
ing, when they had been to meeting all
day, Polly came and laid her hand on
her husbands head.
ssSam it's hotter so isn't it?''
He answered her with his hands
around her neck and her head pillowed
upon his bosom.