The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1884-01-10

Mr.. Martins features contracted
into hideous grimace. Of all the
bitter cups which circumstances had
held to his lips of late this was the
bitterest.
Bun it had to be swallowed
There was no help for it.
4 didn't suppose Smiths folks
lived as genteel as this said he tc
himself as neat maid led hin
across an octagonal vestibule, floor
ed with black and red marble, and
fragrant with flowers, under the
golden fringe of an antique por
there, into a large, tastefully-fur
nished room, where the singing
birds, the open piano, the low satin
sofa all betokened no lack Of
money.
Yes-Mr. Smith was at fPeh feips
He had not yet gone to the slooT:
and presently he came in, wang
welcomes to the man who had mail
ried Essie's sister.
Lend yon a thousand dollars 2
said he. OF course we can lend
you a thousand dollars. What is
money for if not to help each other
with. Oh, yes. We've snug lit:
tie sum laid up in the bank, aud we
live very comfortably. My $si.
ness? Yes, it's tolerable, bus
never got US all these things,
glancing at the soft arabesques OF
the carpet, the graceful folds of the
crimson silk curtains. and the ease
filed with proof engrayings. That
is my wife's doing
:Eh p said Mr.. Martin, staring
around him.
yes said Smith, with a certain,
quiet satisfaction. .Essie is an ar
tist, you know-a designer. She
inyents patterns for the paper han
gers and upholsterers. They are
glad to pay her fifty dollars q
week
"Fifty dollars is, ! mean-thar
poor Ruth made by all her poultry
for year. s'Well, / never in ali
his life he had never respected
Essie az he respected her now"
She has money laid up said
Stephen Smith, .And if she's the
girl I think she is;Nshe won't
grudge it to help her sisters hus'
band in a pinch
Gall and bitterness-gall and
bitterness But, thought poor Mar
tin with a sign, how was Stephen
to know all that was come and
gone?
Essie's light step, on the passage
way, sounded at this instant; and
she came in, dressed in pictures
que brown linen blouse; her hair
still shading her forehead. like
fringe of floss silk, after the old
graceful fashion.
Yes she said brightly, when her
brother.in.law's errand was stated
to her; OF course you shall have it.
I owe you as much as that, I think
Thomas, were it only to ease from
your memory that last scene of our
parting. How defiant and insolent
it was, to-be-surep and she laugh
ed the sweetest of mellow laughter
But I insist upon it still, that my
theory was correct; q woman car
work, without becoming drudge.
perhaps she CAM slowly and
unwillingly admitted Thomas Mar
tin-perhaps she CAM But it didn't
use to be SO, in my mothers days.
And he sighed to think of poor
Ruth, broken down in the meridian
of her days, by the and necessities
that drive the wife of an American
farmer to her doom, Was it his
own fault /? Perhaps it was.
Essie's thousand loan was t.
straw which saved him from fghtL
tive drowning. He paid thson, Ca
est, bought new flock ''lamI
sheep, and weathered + letters,GaH
And the next y R.YSforn
came to the far &<when j
ter, for the TlEI<S assist he,
Ruth sittiH ! E time she #, +,
watchfh& lion the, piazza,
the r fgD little lambs pls
.sT ~ with li'tlsss, h
T. ~ said Ruth, 4 can't !
sssss II nore. But Thomas is
~ 2. He don't grudge the b
~ Srfs wages, and he is always
6 ling he wished he had taken d
;fe care of me in the old times.
It's it's too late now. You were ri,
a Essie, when you said you woult
- stay on here, and help with
ps house work
lie Yes said Essie, fondlinp
lg thin hand, which lay on the arm
rs Il the rocking-ehair, 4 think / ,
= nghe.-Helen Forest Graves.
What q man gets for nothing
II is apt 20 value at what it cost.
e Our acrions are our own th
consequences belong to Heaven.
7 Be always studious to be in b,
. monY with the ordinances of &c
Tis ever COMMON that men a
!. merriest when theyare from hon
Natural beaver, both in its lie
: and dark shades, is quite pop1i,
among young ladies'.