Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1883-03-09

his mouth open, and his eyes closed,
lies the husband and father of that
family, snoring most profoundly-free
from all care, thoughts, or work-sate
in the land Of dreams. 0, what a pic
ture-oh, what husband!
Dinaer is at last upon the table; and
Mr.. Welton being aroused from his
romantic position, repairs at once to
the dining room to salty the cravings
of hunger.
NO butter dinner 2" he said, ad-
dressing his wife in a half-peevish,
half-d"ubtful tone, 81 declare there is
something wanting every day and at
every meal. 1t is very hard times for
man who is out of business, as | am,
to get along. think We will have to
use little more economy-try to do
with little less, at least until | get
into business
Now this was the same story over
and over again-the same excuse. He
was always out of business, but hoped
son to be engaged in something. The
fact he was too lazy to stick to any
business and too proud to do anything
that was not genteel ; consequently be
had lost many chances of making a
good living-yes. fortune, had he
displayed the least activity or energy,
by improving those talents for bust
ness which by nature he possessed.
Mrs. Welton took her babe upon
her lap and tried to satisfy the gnaw-
lngs of hunger; but her food choked
her and her tears fell in drops upon
the unconscious face of her baby, who
little dreamed of her mothers grief.
Mr.. Welton noticed her tears, and
attributing them to be occasioned by
wha, he said, condescended to make
some slight apology, deemlng that all
sufficient TO set her mind all right and
cry those burning tears. But his
words only caused them to flow more
freely, until she could no longer con-
troll her bursting heart. and she burst
into violent sobs:
"Oh, my children-my children
what will become Of them: - she said.
Il cannot battle with life much long
err"
Mr.. Welton was evidently much sur
prised and did appear quite alarmed
at such an unexpected outburst OF
grief, aud assuming a very kind, sooth
ing tone, asking her if her headaches
assured her would be quite well in
a few hours. And he did actually
take the babe from her arms and beg
of her TO lie down for few hours to
rest, aud he would attend to everything
around the house.
Mrs. Weiton did lie down on the bed
TO rest; tut she never arose-never
left her room until she was carried
from it corpse. \ raging fever was
already upon her, which her weakened
frame could rot withstand aud,
though she fingered for several weeks.
consumption deathly grasp at last
sci her spirit free, and Gods angels of
mercy bore her spirit home to heaven.
Ii was beautiful morning upon
which sc died, bidding final farewell
to earth and all its joys, cares and
SORROWS. Oh, that struggle. The
thought Of death was nothing COM
pared with the thoughts of leaving her
dear children motherless.
But. poor woman she at last ceased
to breathe in the arms OF him who had
six years before won her heart, and
promised to love, chrish and protect
her as long as life should last.
Had he fulfilled his promise: Had
he done his duty: Had he been all
10 her that she had expected when she
gave her whole Heart, life and bappi-
ness into his keeping by becoming his
wife: Let his conscience answer for
God will one day bring him to account
for the slow murder of that wife and
mother as surely US he will the most
guilty assassin. Over her dead body
he wept tears in torrents, and seemed
heart- broken with grief. The world
thought him very devoted husband
and sympathized with his deep sorrow;
but a year did MT elapse before an
other Mrs Welton presided over his
household.
How many heart history is record
ed in this simple sketch: How many
beautiful, talented and accomplished
girls are won by IA handsome face, and.
like Mrs. Welton; lead weary life
and die a premature death: Soa9ain
let me warn you gir,s, to beware ofthe
lazy man!