The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1884-02-06

in the ring, too, are yoa? You're one of
the Dorr worshipers !"
Hannah blushed, but held her ground
brayely.
/ honor his talent and respect his prin
ciples," said she. There now And l
don't believe in your theory of work, work,
work, all the time, as if life We're AL one
eternal tread-mill You've narrowed your
self down to mere machine, and you are
killing Fanny, and ] think it's shame |
Now you know my opinion about it, and
much good may it do YOU"
And she went over TO kiss and soothe her
poor little sister-in-law, who was sobbing
piteously.
az hate scenes" said Seldom I" Come
Timothy" to the hired man, let's get out
and fodder the cattle afore its gets to be
pitch dark. The women will come to their
senses afore We get back !"
But the next month he heard of the ca
reer his wife's brother had chosen with fresh
contempt,
An artist, Ell s'' said he. "a poor for
lorn wretch, out at elbows, and starving in
garnet. He needn't come to me for help !"
I" He will not" said Hannah.
And forbid any one to speak his name
in my presence said Selden, sharply.
He's chosen his OWE path, now let him
stick to it, and keep out o. mine"
1t was not long, however, before the de-
mon called i'll luck began to persecute John
Selden. He fell from load of straw and
broke his leg healed unsatisfactory,
and he found himself prisoner in the
house just when the farm required his most
constant supervision. His wife became i'll
of malarial fever. The Lead Mining Com
pany suddenly collapsed with thousand
dollars of his hard earned money in its jaws.
Tax-bills came remorselessly in. Creditors
began to press him, And, for the first time
In his thrifty and methodical life, John Sci.
den found himself hopelessly behind in his
affairs, with not cent of money for his
necessary expenditures.
Poor Hannah, who mad chung faithfully
to them through all their year of reverses,
burst into tears at last. She had been con-
PEELED to give up her school--and with it
her income-to wait upon Fanny, and to do
the homework.
What are we to do ?" she said, despair
ingly, to herself-for she was too good q
little nurse to give way TO her dependency
in the sick-room.
Do" repeated cheerful voice, stop
crying in the first place-and in the next,
tell me all about it. For there's no one
who has better right to share your sronilNs
than / have, Hannah, dear"
And Carlos Dorr, handsome, travel-bronz-
ed, and smiling, stood before her.
Hannah's dark, tear-wet eyes sparkled.
Oh" she cried, rapturously, az never
was so glad in my life. John and Fanny
are in such trouble !"
And then she told the whole sad history.
That evening she came into the room
where John Selden lay ON n chintz-lounge,
and his poor wife was in bed, in the oppo-
site corner.
:. It's all right, John, she said, cheerful
ly. The taxes are paid-and Squire NAL
lards money will be ready for him to-mof-
row morning. Don't fret, John. Cheer up,
Fanny. The Wheel of Fortune has taken
new turn"
" And you found q gold mine ?n said the
farmer, incredulously.
No" said Hannah, "but Carlos Dorr
has come back. He has succeeded splen-
didly in his profession. His pictures of the
Yosemite Valley were both sold on the very
first day of the Exhibition And he says
his purse is Fanny's purse. And here he is
now. May he come in Z"
John Selden uttered deep groan of con-
triton.
I" am ashamed to look him in the face"
said he. "I-I am ashamed to ask his par
don ?"
Then don't ask it, said Carlos, cheeri-
ly, as he wrung his hand. 50 We're all one
family, aren't we? Or, Mt least, we shall
be, when am married TO Hannah, here
Look up, Fanny. am glad to see little
color in that pale cheek of yours. believe
am making more money out of my ant
than could have done as farmer, john"
g Forgive me,' said Selden, hoarsely.
" I've made mistake. can see it now.
But If Fanny gets better--and am spared
for another chance, won't run around on
the old rocks. Hannah, / congratulate you.
You've done wisely"
And Fanny whispered softly, g Dear
Hannah, l hope you will be happier Elan l
have been. But oh, l am SO thankful that
hope and comfort have come back TO us
through my brother Carlos" 4lAsl
Truly, there is no preceptor like Expert
ence. The lesson had come to John Selden
late in life-but he profted by it, and Fan
ny's existence was brighter aud easier,
thereafter Shirey Propno