Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1883-02-08

Couldn't you manage to make
little trip TO the sea shore, my dear?
Mrs. Marlborough had suggested anC
Jacl; caught 1T the idea with eagerness
eve might Nell. | think we can
III try and borrow few hundred
somewhere"
"On, Jack no noi' / sobbed out il
my remorse and despair. u wont &C
to the "a shore. You see how i'll ba
by is. Ga, Jack, ask your fatner To lei.
us return home"
"Oh, you wouldn't be satisfied, Nell
if we went back Its dreadful stupic
down there these days with the hav
making, reaping and all that sort o
thing. We never should be able to en-
dure it now"
said no more The long bright
burning days wore on and baby's little
breath seemed to grow weaker anc
weaker and poor Jack himself seem ed
to look dreadful i'll aud worn. And
one afternoon he was sent home in Q
carriage quite unconscious, stricken
down by a sudden fever.
put my pride aside then, and
wrote letter TO Jacks father
Jack and baby are both i'll" said
"and we are sick and tired Of this life
Pray forgive US, and let US come
home"
The very next day the GEAR old gentle
man arrived, but the sheriff was before
him, Jack having confessed Judgement
in a lawsuit. The rumor that we in.
tended to leave town got out, and our
creditors rushed in, anxious to secure
The lions share of cur effects. The
Brussels carpet, the handsome furni-
ture, and costly brica-brac, all went
under the hammer 1T a disastriously
low figure.
"Never mind, said my father-in law,
not a shadow of reproacn on his kind
old face; "let them squabble over it il
they will. We must get the sick ones
home.
so we got Jack into the carriage,
and with his poor hot head upon my
knee and baby in my arms, | turned
my back upon the scene of my short
lived triumph.
eve are going back to Caerry hill, "
said the old gentleman, rs in the dusk
of the golden day we drove through the
dewy stiffness of the sheltered land.
"The old man had been waiting for
us all these months, / was pretty sure
you would come back"
| could not utter one word in ans
wer. A great full moon was rising
above the distant hills as we reached
the house. Not the smallest thing was
changed. The great red roses bloc M
ed on the terrace, the bees droned in
their hives, and the cattle-bells tinkled
in the barn-yard. The door was wide
open. We carried Jack in and laid
him down in the broad, breezy room
that had been our bridal chamber.
He opened his eyes and drew a deep
quivering breath as the freshing breeze
touched his throbbing head,
'Nell, where are YOU" lie said.
"Surely this must be home"
81 am here, Jack" | answered
through my tears; "and this is home,
dear, old Cherry Hill
Thank GodW he murmured, and
fell back upon the pillows, and 1 saw
great tears trickliug slowly from be-
meath his closed eyelds. Beyond the
open window, in the silver glory of the
rising moon, the old grandfather sat,
with baby at his feet, half hidden in
the rank cool grass, and even at that
hour the pigeons came fiuttering
around her as of old, and she screamed
with rapture as she clutched at them
with her thin little hands.
| rose sofsly and fell on my knees be-
side Jacks low pillow.
"Oh, Jack" l sobbed, 81 have been
SO wicked. Forgive mel am so glad
to be at home again
His warm face grew radiant and his
dear arms held me close.
And then and there, clasped to nay
husbands heart, in the sweet shelter of
the home he loved, ] understood all the
past,
you didn't mean it, Jack" 1 whis-
pered. you only pretended to enjoy
it all to please me-
He smiled at me with his grave, fond
eyes.
Sand Oh, Jack, our money Is all
gone and"
He silenced me with kiss.
mo matter, little woman; the lesson
we have learned has been cheaply
bought We shall not care TO leave the
safe old nest in search of fashion and
society again.
/ could not answer. | heard my
baby cooling to the pigeons in the grass,
and sat there clasped in Jacks forgiv-
ing arms, the happiest woman the
round world held.