The Arizona sentinel. [volume] (Arizona City [Yuma], Yuma County, A.T. [Ariz.]) 1872-1911, 1889-11-02

| 4uSn Su0 spoke.
''Not this time. Harry, dear, let's
go to Mrs. Wickham's to board.
Mrs. Wickham'sr' he echoed; ''why,
you wouldn't stay in her dull little
place week" But even as he spoke
there flashed through his mind, in
rapid calculation: Twenty dollars a
week there; forty, here; eighty dollars
a month saved; nearly a thousand dol
lars year"
Don't you like it here?" were his
next words, as he glanced around the
luxurious suite.
"Yes, )" she said, except that there
are too many people. 1t is so noisy. "
Very well, then, we will try it
any thing to please my darling" and
he wrapped his arms about her as he
would lull a restless child.
The move was made. and Eleanor
found that she was not as much fa-
tigued as she had often felt after a
days lounging with a novel. Her
husband thought it only new whluI,
but as it was not an expensive one, he
could not complain. When he wanted
to take her driving, she playfully told
him she was learning TO walk-horses
were not safe
The first step, she thought. Now
for the next. 1t came to her almost
by magic. In a little rear hali-roOm
sat Margaret Devices, clicking away at
her typewriter. A strong, clear
headed girl who had maintained her.
self these ten years, and had put by
her savings. She was soon to be mar
ried to a stalwart young farmer, the
lover of her early youth. They had
worked and wa tied. From the first she
took an interest in the young wife, and
it was given to her energy and com
mon sense to help a suffering sister.
Together they plotted and planned.
Eleanor's lassitude passed away under
vigorous rubbing and brisk walks.
Margaret's trousseau was a thing to
be considered. From Eleanor's sur
plus stock Of stylish gowns and gar
ments the country girls outfit was
deftly concocted. Eleanor could sew
neatly and rapidly. When all was
ready the snug sum of two hundred dol
lars lay in her writing desk. Her grand
piano, too large for the new quarters,
was removed from the storage room to
a dealers, and was sold for three hun
dred more. She wrote at once to an
uncle in Kansas City; told him of her
little efforts, and asked what she
should do with hef mite. He was a
real estate man and promptly invested
it in lot in the rising town of Duluth.
In exchange for her services as
seamstress, Margaret taught Eleanor
the use of the typewriter When she
was married she left the instrument,
for the summer months, in Eleanor's
care. A nominal rent was agreed up
on, and this was easy to pay, as Mar
garet's engagements were transferred
to the new operator, while she, her
self, attended to chickens and cows,
and her six-feet of husband.
Eleanor's energy did not stop here.
She obtained pupils on the typewriter
at five dollars each. She shipped lot
of old party-dresses, crushed and out
of style, to the costuner's on --
street, and saved the proceeds. Every
time her husband handed over her al
lowance of pin money she put at least
half of it in her ''strOng box"
1t was hard to hide all this activity
and cheerfullness from him, but she
did. With her woman's enjoyment of
a little mystery, and her high resolve
to show herself worthy of him, she
kept in the old rut as nearly as posi-
bic when he was at home. He saw
that she was stronger and it lightened
his labors.
My little woman does not ride or
read any more" he said one evening
in the indulgent tone he used toward
her.
"Why. yes, 1 do read. Don't you
see my little library there?"
~ es, but it seems to me l miss
He missed the litter of thrashy nov
els he had wont to see.
81 told you was learning to walk"
she added, with a smile. 81 really do
walk somewhere every day."
"Thas5 pleases me most of ALL" he
said in hts CHEEKY way; but what will
DR.. Buell. t.2ink?"
Il don't care one bit; 1 have long
since cut his acquaintance"
The end of the year rolled around.
Eleanor watched her husbands face
with ever-increasing anxiety. One
evening he sat buried in thought from
which all her endeavors could not |
rouse him. He did not feel well, he |
said. All night he tossed and NUT
tered. Calculations and figures were
He was up early, as usual, and away
Eleanor hastened her preparations and |
counted her little hoard-the |
earnings of months. Early in the |
afternoon she came home with the pro-
ceeds of her last batch of type-writing,
glowing with exercise and the happf- |
ness of contributing at least several |
hundreds to meet her husbands cred |
itors. He was there, lying on the sofa,
pale and hopeless. Forgetting all else,
she flung herself beside him with sob. |
"Oh, Harry, my dearest what is it? |
Tell me what it is that is killing you;