West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1885-07-03

good deal after she had dispatched IL TO
the editor. And her conscience was
not sOothed by the fact that She received
thirty dollars for il. After long strug-
/ gle with herself. she inclined TO the
view that God could scarcely toe hard
on her when He considered for what
| purpose she had suspended her con-
/ science. A conscience was, after all a
costly luxury which not everybody could
/ afford TO entertain. Another bloc l.
/ and thunder tale. more narrowing than
/ the first, was composed amid tears and
| prayers 10 God for forgiveness. 1t seemed
desperately bad TO Roses child-like
/ soul. though / doubt if it contained
wickcdncss enough TO corrupt kitten.
/ She sat mp night after night scribbliug
/ away for dear life. he 'dlcss Of the pain,
/ which shot Ike neCdlc-points through
| her eycball,. The thought that She
was thus enabling her husband 10 per-
severe in his struggle against his enc
mics, that she was helping him along
! the road that would surely lead him TO
/ honor and glory, stimulated her fancy
/ 10 the bOldcst invention. and chased her
/ hand icverishly over the paper This
l time she received forty dollars and
much encouragement. But such hor-
I AbA Hfletta utlt ~ Ntlt IlliIlUllN utG 70
/ phcrcd the editorial compliments. that
/ she dared not be alone but ran out into
| the street, and cla-ped her child con
vulsivclv i'm her arms
You will love mamma, even though
! she is bad, won't you, baby?" She
whispered, huskily. as she Rugged the
boy to her breast.
But you amt bad, mammal you are
good mamma" said the boy, with
conviction.
She took him by the hand. and led
him into the sitting-room, which was
also the kitchen. For long while she
held him upon her lap, telling him the
most moral OF Sunday-school tales, hop
INC vaguely to accumulate something
to her credit in the dreadful book of the
Recording Angel. But the boy grew
rcStlve after awhile, and begged to be
allowed 20 run out again Then she
was again alone with the terrible
thought Was she selling her soul for
the hope Of earthly glory? was she for
teiting her eternal salvation for her
her husbands SakcP Ali no! God was
good; He would not condemn her,
knowing how she had worked and
struggled and suffered She had only
to make one effort moro. TO pcrsevcro IA
little longer. Then there would be no
more need of sacrifice. Then she could
afford to be good and conscientious
ialstcad brought many distressing
tales when he came i'm the evenings in
those days. ltappearcd that his enemies
were rcdoubing their Efforts to crush
him; particularly that INSCRIPTIONS Mr.
G. was weaving his subtle net. and
had so far been successful i'm keep
! ing every client away from Mr.. Swim
ger door. Poor Rose was dreadfuly
cut up 10y the constant repetition of this
news She was Overlooking with SYM
pathy for her prosecuted husband; vet
so great was her faith in his ability that
she felt confident that in the end Justice
would prevail. She writhcd under the
necessity OF composing another OF those
horrible and dcmoraliZing tales, but it
was surely TO be the last; because now
that Halstead was in his right niche, he
would certainly get chance to deliver
one OF those mastery speeches of his,
and then the rest was plain sailing.
When she woke up the next morning
it was ptch-dark i'm the room
"Wny don't you get up and make
the iircP' said lIalstead, turning over
and composing himself for little ma
tutinal snooze.
1t must be very early" she an
swcrcd; lit is pitch-dark. -"
Stuff and nonsense! 1t is bright
daylight"
He gave a snort, and slumbcrcd
peacefully.
She arose cautiously, and fumblcd for
her clothes.
" Halstcad, " she cried. with voice
that pierced through him like n knife,
- am bindr
He stumbled out of bed, and stared
at her in vague bcwidcrment.
. Nonsense ne said; "your eyes
look all right; go and dip them in cold
water"
A neighbor's wife was called in. be-
cause Halstead did not know how 10
make fire. After breakfast he cx-
pressed regret that his business
compelled him to leave her. But the
Vaccinations of his enemies demanded
ON his part perpetual vigilance, if he
was in the end to conquer.
When he had gone, Rose sat down Mt
the window. anil stared with her SIGHT
less eyes toward the sun. She sat thus
for long while, scarcely needing her
child. who stood gazing wonderinplv
into her face. 90 Mrs. Nolan sine said
suddenly, 10 her ueghbor' wife. Twill
you 60 with me to the citv?"
90 All, yes Mrs. Swinger." answered
the knd-hearted Irish woman: 81
would 90 with yen TO Pmgatory if I
could give We yer sigh. back. '
They crossed i'm the ferry, and found
the colossal building I'm which Mir c.
had his Office. After some waiting
they were ushcrcd into the great law
ycr.s presence. lie was tall. hand
some man, with "a clcau-shavcn face and
a commanding appearance.
We'll, ladies' he said. turning half
about in his chair "wha. can do for
you"'
Rose took few Steps forward. and
stood directly facing him. He observed
that She was blind, and soft look of
pity 'OIe into bis face He saw how
pale and haggard her feature. were.
and hc saw, too, that once they bad
been beautiful
81 am Hal-topd Swiugcr's wife .bo
said, hu-k.l. ondcavorirg TO fx hrr
wandering rgo- upon him He Knitted
his brow for % moment, and looked
puzzled
'I know no such man." he rcpiiol.
presently. "Porhap 10 my partner
Mr. BulIarl you aI-h tO sec. Die NAV
know Mr. -wIug.r
She 'arnd u.iudly bout hcr Iu hrIr-
less BOWL rTu.uf. fI.u ...uI l..,-.,.