The Dickinson press., 1883-06-30

"I'm so sorry. DOCTOR" replied Pa
ttience, in a choking voice, "but no one
has been here since you left. Ny hus-
band failed to come home last night.
~ no food for the hungry babe, and I
don't know what to do"
"And have you had nothing to eat or
drink in that timer"
Nothing since the tea he brought me
before you came yesterday"
"Well, then, how do you expect to
nurse the baby or nurse y%onrself?" said
he, i%mpatiently "Let me see it." step
ping to the bedside. Good heavens!
not a dry thread on it! AS cold as ice,
n eating its fingers w! And you,1
catching hold of Patience's wrist, "are
freezing too. Well, what else could be
II believe, doctor. that some wood
came for us yesterday; 1t was left out on
the back porch, and if onlyI could have
made the Chinaman hear me call, per-
haps he might have built a fire for me-"
The Monaghan was Don summoned,
and when the room was warmed to a
comfortable temperature the surly doc
tor proved himself not quite as heartless
as he had tried to make believe. The
infant was tenderly, stripped, bathed,
oIA AAdOCO COullOIldUtc, WllIl0 GllO SOL.
want went for refreshments for it's moth
er.
"I'll ask the landlady to call in occa-
sionally as l go downstairs" said he, in
a p%leasanter tone, giving the babe into
Patience's arms again.
ooh, no, doctor, don't please do that
she would drive US out at once if she
knew the state of affairs"
"Well, then, III report your husbands
doings to the police" said he, with re-
newed Impotence in mis- voice. 1.-THE
drunken scoundrel was raving through
the streets last night like q mailman,
with a dozen of his clique following at
his heels, and all bowling like a pack of
wolves"
ooh, for mercy'ssake, doctor don't do
it," cried the despairing wife. "It
would do no good, and Barney don't
mean to be unklnd to me. You won't
do it. doctor, will you?"
"We]l, all right, then, I won't" was
the angry reply. "Ifyoulike this treat
ment, l assure you I shan't envy you
your lot; but this is my last visit. I have
got no business where there is no one
to carry out my instructions. Women
are fools; natural fools! Good day" and
before Patience could speak again the
adto uOClOI WIS SOLc.
gered into his wife's room with eyes half
closed, face bloated, and the fumes of
brandy enveloping him Ikea cloud.
With q delirous look and thick tongue
he made an effort to say:
getting big and fat? Here is a rattle 1
got for him to play with. Let's give it to
him. He's q fine felloWl Let me kiss
my little son."
With that he lowered his head over
the infant, now in quiet slumber on its
mothers arm. 1t fell heavily, and in a
drunken stupor the father lay %insensi-
BILE, the weight of head and shoulders
on the frail little infant. Frenzied
with fright at the danger of her
child, Patience shrieked for help;
her very nerve was strained to
hold him off, and the strength Of her
arms was superhuman in one in her con-
dition. After a few moments struggle
she cast the murderer upon the floor.
Then looking upon the lifeless body of
her child she walled as bereft of reason.
With the erief-stricken mother two
how; she did not even know herself, as
the greater portion Of the time she had
been in a kindinsensibility. She remem-
bered some mi beside Barney had
made effort to care for her, a colored
woman, who for a few weeks had been
hired by him to attend her. This wom-
ans nursing had brought Patience back
to life. Barney was overjoyed to see his
wife improving, and he poured into her
ears her repentance; but itsavored much
of his natural shallowness. However,
had it had a firmer foundation, it was
too late. She loathed him as she might
a snake that had stnng her child. Never
could she look upon her husband with
out a fancied recurrence of that awful
hour.
Daily the invalid gained strength UNI
der the devoted but ill-paid care of the
colored woman, who persistently contin-
ued to call a couple of times a day. Her
again. At last she felt herself able to
walk ont of the room, the very atmos-
phere of which seemed ~impregnatcd
with a waking nightmare. 1t was the
dusk of evening; Patience Trodweighty
alfred in her best robes, babe farewell
to the MacFlatherty domicile, descen-
ded the stairs, stepped into the street,
and went-but it don't matter where
she went.
Barney found abundant sympathy fol
the loss of his Patience in his fellow
workmen, and a balm for his wounded
heart in the cup put to his lips by fair
and graceful women, earning their sup.
port by the sale of their smiles, little
witticisms, and social federation of such
as he.
P%atience's life, after her flight from
her husband ola year, was neither a
happy nor a long one. When she babe
farewell to all earthly trials she was fol-
lowed to her grave by women, some of
whom were pure in heart, sincere in
tender sympathy, capable ola fine sense
of right, and had souls full of true kind.
illness. But others Of them were only
out for the sake of parade; women such
as nature had not deigned, on the day
of their creation, to endow with a parti.
Gle ofthe worthy instincts given in great
er or less degree to most all creatures,
both human and animal.
Moral:-Know yourself and the nature
of your beast; tame your lion first; take
the place of your proverbial lamb last
Faceti0us Points,