Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1881-07-03
SICK HEADACHE.'
A HyHienic Love Story.

A HyEienic Love Story
IHarper's Bazar.I
Cocks had crowed and hens had cackled fol
full hour at least. This was q world OF
scratching, they said to themselves, and eggs
were not built In day. Early to bed and
early to rise make fowls healthy and lively and
wise. The robins In the apple trees, the swal-
lows IN tne parn, the little brown ph9Des that
piping and trilling that it was day, day, day,
TIL they half expected to hear the noon bell
ringing; me shy quail In the hedgerow had
dry" over and over, to any ears that would
listen. The spiders had long since hung out
tneir ghtteIiDg webs drying On the wiid-rose
s ousnes: Tne bells OF the morning glory blue
outside the outtery window, before the delin-
| quent Aunt Larkin lifted the latch ana entered.
not as her wont was. quickly, as With desire,
but on leaden feet of dull resolve, and looking
white as her own linen.
There stood the row OF milk-pails waiting to
be emptied, to be washed, to DE spread In the
sun. already fierce and hot outside There was
the long array Of pans mantling with yellow
cream There. In the corner. waited the ex-
acting churn, the dasher leaning toward her
hand With what seemed . m aIeVolent readine IS.
As she TOOK up The skinner the Kitchen CLOCK
struck six.
ION dear" sighed Aunt Llrkin, smornln'
lost, eveDin' crossed"
But when, with conscientious care. she hal
stripped the third pan OF its rich abundance.
she laid down her weapons, SO 60 soeak. and
capltllated to the one foe able 10 conquer til at
..Thanny," she called, at the foot of the
stairs.
.Yes, mother" answered e cheerful voice
from among the lilac bushes, and a brog n
curly head, set On the slender shoulders Ct
young manhood, showed itself ID the doorway.
hat, another OF the evil BROOD! Go straight
10 ted, mother. Ill go right over for ODidian'S
Sarah. And I'll make You some tea, and man.
aye my own breakfast. Don't you worry about
ine. But you gee was right mother. You
must have girl. Shall help you up stairs?"
"No dear You just see to you rsslf. The
conee's ready, and The breads In the stone pot,
and there's plenty OF dougnnuts, and a currapU
terry; and If you want TO fry yourself slice OF
meat, there's the fat In the red Jar, and the
wears out In the spring house.
But though the mOther-instinct insisted on
thus making the way easy for Its young, human
nature shuddered at this catalogue, and poor
Aunt Lark1n staggered to her bed too horribly
III to speak again for bours. Sight and sound
were alike dreadful The swift jingle of the
Wooing bobolink swinging outside In the golden
ropes OF the laburnum pierced her sensitive
ears Ike the steely Clash OF swords. Aud the
dLonlng hum OF bees plungng deep in the
bray CT trombone. Her heavy limbs ached
70 acne the more as she tried TO rest them In
new positions. 1t seemed to her that the deadly
nausea was In her feet, in her arms, In her
SpiDe-everyWhere.
That the entrance Of any human being, even
ner beloved ThannY, would be uncomfortable,
She knew. But Oh, IL some phantom, some In.
Visible, 1naudibe agency. would pu6 turn the
swivel or the bind. where a ray of abnOfrible
sunlight was already creeping in! How could
she ever nave let that bottle OF Bohemian glass
stand on her bureau. even though Thanny had
given 1t her. filed with cologne for her poor
head! It's Vivid red seemed 10 smite her through
the cloud OF Gull pain above her brows. Aud il
she shut her eyes, 1J did but glare the re1der.
Thanpy brought her the tea and f. was vile.
presently Oeadiah's Sarah came creeping in
Win demonstrative quietness, in shoes that
creaked and gown thai cracked, 60 set down o
tnkling tray by the bedside. Aunt LarkIn
WHO would nave incurred over lie as over q
lest soul, had she been capable OF telling one,
fe1gned sleep to dismiss that amlable vandal.
But when she opened her eyes and saw the yell
low butter, The deep blue plate, the brown toast,
the red milk pitcher. the black earthen
gratitude nor Christian grace, bridled her
tongue from profane and vain baobling.
Meantime, nature who did not include s.ck
headache, or any other mortal malady, In her
scheme OF existence, went about her usual bu If.
ness. The sun mounted higher and higher.
cattle broTsed. sheep fattened, buds blossome1,
crops grew. Among these the plantage at the
village academy fiourished apace. Here lay the
daily toll OF Mr.. Nathan Larkin, assistant prtn-
eipal. q sensitive, conscientious fellow, OF in
kindle In duller brains ard lighter natures his
own enthusiasm and his oWn resolve The
Reverend Edward Granniss, DID Ph.D., LII D.,
principal OF the QuaDoag Seminary, beng q
gentleman OF phlegmautc temperament, much
Rd1fcted TO heavy nner5 at MONDAY was
quite willing to let his esteemed young friend
90 most OF the pulling Of the double team. es.
simply for bis own Improvement, of course
Thus the youth, taking NO rest, spending OF
his intense personality with pr0dig gal readiness
swift-respOnding nerves, found himself .sel,
ODce fortnight or SO, by the same fiend. sick
headache, which had devastated years OF her
useful lie. He was young and heroic Some-
times he could grapple with it, hold 1t STILL ans
thus hampered. go through the routine OF his
work after dull fashion. SJmetimes he yielded,
as his Imagination was more vivid. But. either
way. he counted month our of eacn year an
unredeemed sacrifice to this Moloch
On this summer day he felt " onde r.ully alert
and alive. The boys thought he made Ca5 n
and the AnabeSiS almost Interesting, with his
vivid sketch OF the splendid life of the republic,
and his showing up Ut hot-headed Cyrus. and
cool, cruel. able Artaxerxes, 'long -memorIed"
for bis wrongs. But in secret he was much
disquieted. For Miss Allis Putnam was to
come that afternoon, and he felt that his poor
Not that he had not his own misy1vlngs A
strong minded young WON m VINO had grad.
uateo first In her class from the medical COL
lege, and walked the hospitals abroad for a
year, who had written prize treau on s. me
disgusting and sanguinary subject, and no
| doubt practiced viyisection. should be, to his
thinking, though for quite opposite reasons.
| like Woldswortns Lucy,
"A maid whom there were none to praise,
And very few to love-"
He fancled he knew how she would look:
slight, sandy -complexioned, her light char
acterles5 hair very neat and wholly uninterest-
Ing, her dress very upright and uncomprOmislng
about the b1aseS, collars and cuffs prim and
spotless-no ''sweet neglect" about her. nor
even eth adultef1e5 Of art" which, notW1th-
standing Ben Jonson. he thought most be-
w1tch1ng. She was Sd distant q cousin that
kinship had not made the invitation obligatory,
But his mother had dearly loved her mother
and when that gentle widow wrote that her
dear Allis had returned, and that she 1onged to
have her ever.beloved Candace know her before
she settled down to her profession, the ever.
beloved and ever.opl1ging Candace replied at
once that the young traveller should be llade
| welcome.
A caravan Of unexpected guests CO Ill not
| upset Aunt Larkin'S perfect order nor In her
| garrison Impoverished But she cor idei 60
Tnanny that she expected girl u had lived
| TO Paris would find their way or nvin' Dreadful
| old-fashionsd and common" And he guaSse
! that she secretly dreaded the incursion as b
did. Polite be would certainly be, but he thought
he W ould move bis books cut 10 The stable loft,
and live as little as possible at home while DR..
| AlliS remained. He wished women would keen
| TO their own sphere, and let mems work alone.
| By the time the two sessions were over The
compositions inspected, all the school Chores
| done. and bis face TUNED honeYa he was
| sure that he detested unwomenly women, and
| Of these sinners he feckoned female doctors
| chiefest
AS he opened the kitchen door, Ooadiah's
| Sarah stood revealed, buXom, red armed good
| natured, carefully straintng aromatic broth
int oh fpa1 has