Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1886-07-18

God! If she be run away from m'l'
Room awoy! Why, msSus, whativr
would she lie doin' that forr' said the slut
craning her neck cut Of the collarl,ps rim .
her frock.
Stir the fir that the eggs may boil
Never do You talk but that you stop you
work. Cannot you Use your hands an,
tongue together: Hold your pirate, As sur,
as thy nos" is as black is thy masters boot
I'll BE- packing thee y thy mother for 4
sloyonly fool" cried Mrs. Strangfeld, il
that phase of grief which admits of easy su
prevention of irritation
The time was passing quickly. 1t was five
minutes after the half hour when breakfaS,
was put upon the table, and Mr. Strangfield
drew a chair for himself, and hegan TO eat
with the gesture of a man who forces him,
sef to do something he abhors. Not a
mouthful could the mother swallow; her
gan, was forever upon the open window, and
her ears Pricking for every little sound
Bat expectation was wrought 10y fear into
insurportahlo pain at last and. unable t.
endure the hard silence, she cried out
"Midhael. she doth not come."
He booked at her vacantly, aroused by her
speech out of deep thought, and pulled out
his watch. He rose from his chair Instantly,
his whole manner changed, and he exclaimed:
at is too late for the coach. Now what do
you So; 10 your girls honesty"
"Oh, Michael she cried where do YOU
think eur child is: Why should she not be
here Did You say anything to her yesterday
TO scIre her. Last night she kissed me
sweetk, and thanked me for my love, and
sh" world not break my heart by leaving
me- On. Michael, what didst thee say to
her
81 sal, no more than bid her be ready for
the C0ah at o'clock this morning." he said.
speaking with difficulty through the tension
Of his lps. What is there to fright YOU in
this Could you not hav" guessed that if she
had slmed she would not go with me to
London Would she rush upon her own
conviction, silly woman" He added in Il
faint vice: What heavier blow than this
could clne upon manl would sooner see
her deal And after all these years-in this
little tom where we are honOred-hOw will
some poplc scof to hear that piouS Michael
Strangtld's girl"
Ill ut hear thee say it," shrieked the
mother aisiny her hands To her ears. MI
Chael. WI you not 90 and seek herr Shall
We standhcre wickedly raging at the poor
heart that hath been driven from our love by
our sorluv and YOUR anger, when every
moment taking her further from u.s. Oh.
husband think Of our pretty une-sO tender,
50 grntlL Misunderstanding weariei by the
waySide. weeping and calling upon Geath.
and thin ing there be naught 10 love her but
the grac2us Lord who i in the sky DOst
thee not &c herr If she had gone twenty
miles | would walk to her, l would
wOuld'
In a paoxysm of grief and love she ran
toward he door But her husband calne
after heIhastily, and his hand fell upon her
shoulder
"Wher would yOu go'" he said
TO fid my child Michael, let me be
will not e hindered'
He drw her back from the door and
closed itsialnntlv
"Liste TO reason, woman" he exclaimed,
controllig his voice with an effort that dis
colored md convulsed his features. You
run madeasily, and madness is Onyou now,
and i'll tbs temper You are not to be trusted
abroad. What will YOUR ;, rrOw do but pub
lIsh our same, At thy time oflife to chase
phantom Such is YOUR uild now: for
where is se gone, AMI what road will you
takei Ol fool. to let love bind thee TO the
curse tha God has set upOl our foreheads!
Iuu havtsucked vice. anJ | have loved il
md Car,sed it, and nos it has brought
shame upQ us and left u. The will of the
Lord Of Ht,ts H. done! Iut this is my death,
Jane Vile. this thing has put ice in my
heart ! amcold her."
He stopped short, With his hand upon his /
breast, ,hakhg his head slowly, with his .
frown goIH
sit thee down Michael My poor man! .
Ih!s is cr.l- h.rd- -upoR Us -LnthL--lNhat
one from u. Sit thee down. Why do you
pluck at yo- shirt!-your hand is all Of a
shiver."
She pusheq chair under him and he sank
into it, audaintly beat with his fingers
upon his thu, looking downward with
sideway drOOof the head
He rallied PRESENTLY, and gazed at her
wistfully vita sOftened eve. as she stood .
before him wi averted face silently crying. .
Am not l'ise, Jane, to restrain thee .
from running to the town to seek the girl! .
That which i'roOked,' saith the preacher,
cannot lie ma,straight; and that which is
wanting canno,e numbered If she come /
not back OF heown accord, is it meet that .
her mother shCd bring herr Not with my
leave shall you it And if she come, go! ,
for this house Il not hold us two. Hush .
Iii not hear yo Your love is mothers,
and l say, God lip thee but if she were
twenty times myhild, the hem of her gar
ment should II touch the sole of my
boot, so hateful Ii her sin made her in my
sight"
He spoke with bdued energy-as man .
in an illness init, indeed; and though
bitter and shockn as his words were for
his wife to hear, his broken aspect, his .
ashen face, his dipping head, the senile
twitching Of his h.rs, the dulled CLEAN
in his eye, were sig of pathos to modify .
pure maternal angh with wifely yearn- .
ing and dim dreaNot yet definable
You will not ts her honest" she .
moaned You wil,ot believe that fear
has driven her forthIf she is ignorant Of
the church wherein was married, and
hath no memory to lp thee 10 find it,
would she not think-ith terror on the
Journey and fly rath, than take it with
YOU who are so stern heri On, Michael. .
it drives me mad to sd here and think .
of her as a lonely, help wandercr."
"Why do you say tn Has the man no .
/ friend, or means, tGive her shslteri
How know you that flight is not n
scheme TO Join her loveyho is in hidingi
1 Does she lack cunningl)o not seek her. .
| would lock thee in bedroom rather .
than that this last di4ce should come .
upon usI"
She answered him notword, but leaned .
her forehead against thSlge of the high .
mantelpiece, and thus ston silent anguish /
CHAPTER Y
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