Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1888-01-05

sence fen dat time dey SEN for me. Deys
par'l'sis he hey He kenenty walk, he
| kenenty do noting wild hees han1s, ne
! kenenty eat heself, an all whit tings he
knows ees fen he's hungry; an ne s peeo
as me, an mar moder kenenty leeIt EN-,
30 got to stay. Den dat bank fare ne!
all money whit new save dey break, an
! got no money; an kenenty work mush
! fen my fader seek, an fen he die we new
debt an trooble togedder. We new d
small lands, an tale mar moder We sell
uvryting an com to Aner'c See cry
an cry: but ! tell see hev promise, an l
love Tilda. an see hev vwated longer
time. so mar moder com. Fen We heY
sell all an pay de debts We heventy mush,
an fen We got tickets on de steamer an
de cars We got so lettle lef' dat all de way
comm We kenent eat mush-so l am
schild yust now"
''You are a man-every inch-and a
good man. exclaimed Mrs. Loring, with
fer eyes full of tears; land girl Ike
1ilda don't deserve You. Tell me where
your good old mother is, and will go 10
see her tomorrow. You are sober and
industrious, ard you will soon have plenty
Of work, and till you get it you must lei
us help you. You can pay back every
cent we lend you with interest, II you
want to-" she added. "And now drink
some tea and eat something" AS she
spoke she set the tea and some bread and
butter and meat on the table; then, with
an I'm be back directly" she disap-
peared, and busted herself in the store
room arranging package of tea and sugar
and other little things that would be ap-
preciated by an old woman. When she
thought he had had time to finish his sup
per she returned. ''Take these to your
MOTHER she said. can old person needs
little things that younger people can get
along without and it s too late now to get
anything; the stores will all be shut.
AS fine an instinct as Mrs. Loring's own
helped Nicholas TO accept the gift and the
kindly ruse together, saying, simply, as he
rose to go: ''Dey's way kind, Meesis
Lo'ing; see tank you way mush, an
tank you for all whut de tings you do for
me. | cot not so much trooble fen | got
you kindness"
The next day Mrs. Loring fulfilled her
promise of calling upon old Mrs. Jansen,
and indeed kept them both upon her mind
until Nicholas found steady work and
they were comfortably settled. Indeed
she never quite lost sight of them until
they left the city TO live elsewhere five
years later, for the old lady would come
every month or two to pay her respects,
and was employed by Mrs. Loring to knit
mittens, etc, for the children, and some
times on Sunday she met the pair on their
way to church or walking in the after
noon, Nicholas always with his old
mother on his arm. Never once did she
see a younger woman with him.
But she did not see Tilda for over three
years from the day she left her and sup
posed she had left the city, more especially
as her husband had some thought Of do
ing so when they were married. But one
morning at the end OF that time she was
told there was a woman in the kitchen
who wanted to see her. The woman was
wretchedly clad, thin, haggard and
scared looking Could she be-yes, she
was Tiida.
Mrs Loring was shocked. ''Come into
the dining ROOM" she said. 81 must see
you alone l fear you are in great
trouble
Poor Tilda! Mrs. Loring's kind, fanil-
lar voice quite broke her down, and she
could do nothing but sit and sob. Il was
evident, as she tottered from the kitchen,
that her strength was nearly spent, so
Mrs. Loring did not try to make her talk
until she had brought her little tea.
, 49, -
which so many OF us have heard; a hus-
band given more and more to the vice of
drinking, and her life one of neglect, cruel
treatnlent and want. She had already
borne three children, the youngest of
, whom was not yet two weeks old, and
! was huddled under her shawl, and al OF
them were starving.
Mrs Loring, as usual, was equal to the
emergency She telephOned for hack,
and while it was coming hastily prepared
q bundle of immediate necessities, and
was soon with Tilda in the wretched place
she called home, where she saw the poor
creature back into her bed, and paid a
reiohbor to see to her and the children till
she should he stronger; but the exposure
had been too great AMI she died the next
I, week On one of the last days in which
she had intervals of consciousness she
beckened to Mrs. Loring, who had come
to see how she was, to the bed. "Nlcho
las come back in America, she said.
; Mrs Loring nodded assent, Yes;
, see him often, Tilda.'
Il hev sec EN- on Il street, tree yeal
ago" Tilda continued, speaking with diff
ficulty; Gem say noting. but EN- look, so
: tink God lool1in' at men'
She had not spoken SO much before fol
MANY hours, ana EtT VOICE LItu NtdhlN
away. Mrs. Loring thought she was ;!bou
TO lapse again into Inconsistencies, ou
= watching a second she noticed voice'es:
motion of the lips and an anxious looK II
:, the eyes, that showed that she was tryinG
:, TO hold her wandering mind till strength
should come to speak again.
:, ''Would you like me to say something
to him, Tilda?" she asked, gently.
y 4 look OF relief came to the poor pincheC
u face. Tai en-" she began, family
"tal em-ask EMP Her mind va
, slipping from her. and she seemed Il
clutch for it until she should have fin
ished; but her thoughts would no longe
q shape themselves i'll English, or remembel
: mediating third party 80 Kara van
I, forlat mig, for jag har handlat lila, Cue
u bar straflat mG-och, forlat forlat mig, }"
. she whispered hoarsely. NE last word!
died in an almost inartlculate murmGr
and she passed again into al unconscious
state, from which she did not again rally
: -HeEretta Il. Eliot in Harper's Bazar
" 30 friend forgive me. for God has punishe
. my Sin. Forgive-forgive - Is a free trans'a
ton though il fails 10 quite convey the spirit
a n-r words which seem 10 be spoken in a sort @
:, "a cream. as though her spirit was n direct CON
u mupiop with hin to whom she spoke
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