The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1886-12-08


wealthy, but she brought, nevertheless
to her new home several hundred forins.
besides linen and other things, but above
all industrious hands and a loving heart.
They lived SO happy in the neat little
store and the tidy, pleasant rooms. with
the white curtains and the handsome
flower pots upon the window sills. He
was diligent workman and very indus
trious, and their happiness was bright
ened when the little children came, the
sweet darlinRs, one after the otherl
But he had friends and they took him
out of his workshop, had allured him
to the tavern where the wine flowed
and the gipsies sang, and where the
dirty cards kept them chained with
irresistible passion. The money be-
came wings and flew away and
his temper soured; he worked less and
less, and when Slobe came to him with
tears in her eyes he laughed at her. Af-
ter everything had been sold or pawned
and the customers remained away, they
moved from place to place until they
finally landed where the ragpickers, the
dealers in old clothes, and the beggars
crowded together. He no longer drank
wine, but whiskey, SO that even his
former boon companions Stunned his So
ciety, and only one remained, the tanner
Zadek, who not infrequently made his
lodgings under the trees of the prone
made or in gutter. Though his family
did not have bread, he, nevertheless,
spent most of his time in the tavern.
He played there and drank, and sang
vulgar ditties, and when he came home
he beat his pure, innocent wife.
Yes he was "the Dalles" for all of
them; he was the evil spirit who made
them poor and miserable.
Slobe did not disturb him now, but
left him alone for considerable while;
then she stepped up to him softly and
laid her arms around his neck, and he
nestled his face in her bosom. Neither
of them spoke word.
Next morning, when the children
woke up, Red Pfeffermann was already
seated on his bench, hard at work; his
arms moved briskly, as they had not
done for a long time past; he even
whistled lively tune, whilst Slobe was
busy preparing some breakfast. When
they all met at the table, he pressed his
wife's hand and said
Pardon me. May the earth swallow
me up alive if 1 drink another drop or
waste another hour of the day in idleness.
Pardon me now, my beloved wife, and
should you ever see me turn weak again,
then, in the name of God, beat me or
tear out my hair and whiskers."
Slobe shook her head.
'What good will that do us? But you
will not leave the house without my per-
mission, and you will give me every cent
which you earn2'
"As you will have it,"
Only once did Pfedermann have re-
lapse, but it was sufficient for Slobe to
knock at the window of the tavern and
say abraham He came out at once,
and after having proceeded with her
homeward, few steps, he said;
! 'Now beat me, Slobe."
BEAT you for having followed me?"
she exclaimed, and commenced to laugh
merrily. mo, Abraham, you deserve a
kiss for that"
And she Rugged him and kissed him
Autumn came again. Pfeffermann
with a large assortment of boots, such
as the peasants wear had gone to the
fair. He sold them all and hurried
home so as to arrive yet before Shabbes.
When he came up the street, where he
evening star Just became visible, and as
he was about stepping into his dingy
little shop, a strange woman met him at
the door. He was surprised, and on in
quiring what the matter was, she said:
'Red Pfeffermann does not live here any
longer, but on the square"
He hurried to the square, where al; the
windows were bright with the lights
Ahof ghnn l.. a L e
the town had been illuminated in honor
OF some prince; and it was prince who
had come, it was the Sabbath. Suddenly
he beheid large sign with his name on
in big letters, and above a gilt boot, and
from the windows of that same house
shone the bright light of seven, caudles.
He stepped into the house and when he
had opened the door his children clung
to his neck, and with clamorous Joy they
led him through largo store into a cozy,
beautiful room, with handsome furniture
and white curtains, in the middle of
which stood the table covered with snow
white linen and the Sabbath lamp pend
ing from the ceiling. Then the kitch-
en- door opened and Slobe came in,
dressed in a comfortable fur jacket,
and sparkling chain around her neck.
But the heart Which beat under her fur
jacket was more precious than all the
Jewels of the earth, and when she put the
steaming dish upon the table with the
delicious fish, and her white arms
reached out of the wide sleeves, Abra-
ham saw how she had regained her
former comeliness.
Never before had he recited the
prayer, welcoming the bride Sabbath,
with greater fervoT than on this evening,
and when he cut the white loaves to
say the benediction, two big tears
dropped upon them. They were the
last which he shed. The Dalles twas
gone, never again to return. "-Hebreu
Standard.
A Great Difference.
Irate Person-"See here; did you call
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