Richland beacon., 1881-07-09


And the next thing il was tho talk nf
N" nni-}iorh"ud that We Fllin.s, who
'i"I st c'lr fa"ra ae'iH.i modern I'M
pr"'";a"n'a, Lad given ont before tla.
'nt'r lHl" faced thing, and not oiIly 90.
n wrlHrcr all washer i'm our kitci:na.
but several hundred ;iuilarR' worth e
Farm ma"',,ncrv at work. John said he
could afford 1t, but spoke my mind.
and told her what Thought Of it after
~ went ont to his work. Sho locked
.ind Of frightened. and pretended she
was cong Ia cry, nnh then she spoke up
luick like and said:
"Sistcr Janet. its triumph Of mind
ovcr matter. You can wash now. and
not ho ell tired ont. and sick and nerv-
ous, and-Iohn can afford it,"
Perhaps if ! hal known that she had
pnii for if all end il hadn't cost John q
'en', ! might have been more forgiving
aut I just Strengthened up and said
Mrs. Elliot. Won NAV 90 on and ruin
sour husband with your boarding school
doas. hut aS for mo, III never touch
he things. can work, thank good
ness, while I've got nv health. Iwasnt
brought mp in idleness."
She never took il t. heart bit tho
vt I IL A.. 81
rarl"r organ slo had, singing and play
INC as il that was all there was in life.
Aud that silly old dmnjster-mcn never
10 have n hit of sense, mt Won expect
mo5" of preacher Of tho gesp"'--hut
l4 Just sat and talked 10 her a, il she
WIS a companion for him, and they
walked about the fields and STAYED down
where John was working. ami all arounl
crn souls a-pcriohing for want of the
bread Of life such sinful waste of time
| rryrr Naw
".ianct, ln you love the hills? she
asked, on" day when was securing the
knives outside the door. She had Of
.crrl to DO them for me. hut law her
vh.t' hands were no. fit for anything 40
u..iul.
1--we the hills! Well, Id like to
tr"w What there is to love about them.
Guess if you climbed them spell Won
wouldn't love EN- much"
"They'rc so high and grand" she
said, looking up at them they seem
So near the cool, far-oG heaven love
to climb to the top and drink in the
sweet. fresh air it does mo good here 8.
lore"
She laid her hand on her heart, and
stood lonk'ug of with a strange Cv-
preston on her face. and 1 thonGht
maybe she WAS homesick, and told her
to 80 in aud cut some carpet rags. and
sow cm together. and, would you believe
it, she mp and refused.
"No," she said, Il cannot cut any
carpet rags. hate them!"
never saw her so excited before.
"a fine temper YOU have I" was all
the answer made her, but I never felt
So insultod in all nv life.
For week or two / didn't see much
of her she WAS either ont with John
skctchinR," a. she called it, dabbling
away at some bits of pastehoard with a
lead pencil. or mp in her room whore
never went. She came down. singing
away, with a large package in her hand,
and soon John came up with the ponies,
and they drove of to town together.
laughing like two children. 7 hope mono
Of the neighhors noticed them. ANY way.
they never saw him conduct himself in
that way with me.
When they came home she was oil
tired ont. and they had a hig roll Of stuff
they dumped down in the entry.
"It's something for you. Janet" she
said, laughing hysterical-like. ats
carpet rags
unrolled it, and there were twenty
yards of bright ingram carpet!
"Myra." said I, tlli, is wicked cc-
travaganco," for knew her money was
oil paid ont.
"But it isn't" she said, laughing II
earned it myself by drawing and paint
ing those bits If sketches. / sold them
ali. and can sell all can do. That was
my way of cutting carnet rags"
Well. we pnt the carpet down. md it
did look pretty though didn't say So.
1t isn't my way to spoil ANYBODY with
fiattery. and | saw Johns wife Was get
ting the upper hand too fast. The neigh,
hors we're beginning to notice her. and
that foolish o.d minister, when his wife
came back, had been over there and
she led the singing in church and pre-
tended she had got religion. and all the
time she never scrubbed a floor. OF
washed dish, or put her hands to the