Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1881-03-10

HsIifaxa' spending twenty 3ninhtesRvlr
the arrangement Of his hair and neckte,
or :. Adam Bede'', sleeping late in the
morning and being sulkY and disagreea-
BILE because the rolls had grown dliaiA
the meantime; and If itwefens for the
fact that Enid trudged down townwith
market basket while Yniol and Geraint
discoursed at home Of princely topics, +
never would believe that q knight Of the
Round Table could be so sublimely in
different as he was to the inoony0n1ence
and thankiess pains OF womankind at
homei Now, Arthur Lawrie always car
RED my shawl and opened the door for
me and gave me the easiest chair, and
he would have done the same for Helen
Jaffrey or any of the other girls if it had
happened so.
Things went on in that way for a long
time; was proud and didn't want to
own even to myself how much I'd been
mistaken, or that q fne-cut face and
those magic fingers wern't enough to
make q woman happy. Perhaps they
might be enough for some women, but
you must remember was vain as wen
as romantic, and the prospect of settling
down to admire my husbands talents
and wait upon him forty years or so
with the privilege of admiration for re-
ward didn't seem so very alluring. i
never said much to Arthur-somehow
one couldn't have the face to criticise
him directly-and he played to me and
we read German together, but keptup
all the time sober thinking. l didn't
write to you very often then--somehow
didn't know what to say; was just
waiting to find out fairly where stood !;
and it was that October that brought
my fate.
suppose it is partly because of the
crisis it brought, and partly because, I've
told so many people the story of how it
happened, but I can remember every
single thing about that day as clearly as
if it were only yesterday: i remember
| just how ran up and down stairs that
morning; never felt more completely
well and strong; and how Mrs. Steele
came dragging herself up after me. She
said her side was very bad that morning,
and I said I was sorry and was sorry.
but understood about as much OF how
she felt as a squirrel would in the top OF
beach-tree. ~
We started of, dozen or SO in all,
just after dinner. Igave Will Hallowell
my Scotch plaid circular and he wore il
all the way over to Sanborn's Hill. John
went with us, too, that day; he took
Nelly Gardeners cousin in his care-she
was visiting Nelly at the time-a Miss
Something or other, Harrington, think
Arthur had Helen Jaffrey's basket, ano
they we're away up in the clouds some
where in company with Beethoven OF
Mozart Helen was wise in music and
never was. If you've ever been nuttins
you know what fun it is. The grove hae
been used by picnic parties the summer
before, and there was an old swing, for
| gotten and still left hanging from thu
limb of great hemlock. George Edi
son was swinging me 1T was delightful
with a long, outward sweep that madt
you feel like bird. =. .,,,.....y,
aOh-just a little higher" said
catching my breath with delight.
~No," said John very decidedly
"don't send her any higher, George.
But he did give just one more tire
mendous push, and laughed and sail
we'd "let the old cat die - after that
and I went once more sailing up, ant
out, and farther into space. -
You know what happened next. Iheart
sort OF cracking, swapping sound jus
as I was starting to come back-I hear
Nelly Gardner scream-and the next
knew I was falling.
i You know how horrible that feeling
in a dreamp It.isn't much pleasante
in reality. It seemed hours instead o
seconds before / touched the ground.
!. remembered every single thing I eve
did. There was a sudden terror in
all-and then there came a blindin
crash of pain and supposed I wa
dead. r'a0
\ They told me afterward John carrie
me, in q limp, white bundle, down t
Deacon Sanborn's, and they sent for
carriage and doctor and finally got M
home. Arthur was almost faint himsel
at the sight of blood, and even if i
hadn't been for that he never cotl
have carried me down that steep, roug
hillside, for he was slender and light an
wasn't used to more violent exercis
than organ voluntaries and dancing
Now, love to dance, and always did
but-still-but of course he wasn't t
| blame for that.
I'll spare you an account OF the week
, that followed, Irene. | saw nobody TO
weeks but father and mother and Doc
| tor Spear-such bundle of quiverin
nerves! y Still, you know the novelt
wears off from everything. Happines
grows to be. an old story after d whiis
and SO found it was with pain. Iuse
, to lie there fiat upon my aching bac
. and try to imagine how could eve
have awoke in the morning from SCUM
sleep to any sort of comfort IN bein
, alive. I couldn't bear to see. anybody
or do anything but think how miserahl
!, was. It set my nerves on edge TO hes
|, the children laugh, or to be asked sir
/ gle question; in factI was thu most e.
acting and queruious and dismal inyai
d you ever.saw. -sss-s.s-z-. !:
Arthur Lawrie? Oh, yes. he was j
town, but he left the Steele's and wer
{ somewhere else to board because ,
: couldn't use the piano there on accour
of me-. I don't wonder that he found
) pleasanter ct the Gardncrs. As for ~
. ever. caring about that. matter of Nell
: Gardner, you know whether that mad
4 any difference to me. He used to CON
Z lin to see nae sometimes whom tgot owe
! the first unwillingness to see anybody