Woman's chronicle. (Little Rock, Ark.) 1888-1???, 1889-07-20

me. but could no longer bear her apparent for
lornness. I touched her on the shoulder. Gentle
as the touch was, she started hurredly, and turn
inc. said: a"Excuse me, Ma am, did you speak =
stYou seem to be in doubt about your ticket, y
replied, "perhaps can help YOU -
80, thank you, Ma'am [ want to get Tots
the ,Ospital, Ma'am Luke couldn't come with
me, though for that | am use to being alone, and
the children are too little; l am just out OF bed,
Ma am and the doctor sent me for to get the sea
air It's the last chance, SO you see had to take
it alphabetically, as if she felt that leaving the
children was the objectionable sin. you see the
baby, Ma am, :" undoing the shawl and disclosing
a little mite of about five weeks, cit amt over
hearty and have Brighs disease and 'eart-failure
and several things though the doctor says shall
pull through, thank God.
All this was pour out in a moment, and then she
held out the ticket. | took it from her and found
it to be for hospital by the sea, of which had
been manager for years.
Eyes, you are all right; know about this place.
l will give you a line to the matron. am sorry
am not going your way. Sit down while write it, y
She sat down with the same patient trust in me,
an entire stranger, that afterwards learned she
had displayed to every one during life. For how
could she learn to suspect others who had never
deceived any one herself?
wrote to our matron as follows:
ssMY DEAR Mrs. CLAYTON:
s'Plese take good care of this patient am par
ticuarly interested in her, Will you show this
note to our good DR.. B, and report to me next
week of her condition, and oblige F. H.
eAnd now, what shall l call you?" turning to
my new acquaintance
ssWell, Ma am, me name is Mrs. Baxter, and
shall be ever obliged to you. Oh, drawing in her
breath hurriedy, 81 do get such pains in my side
that | can't speak hurriedly 81 have always been
so tough. Well, Ma'am, seventeen children
Mary Jane the eldest and this, !" touching the shawl
bundle, ''the youngest, that can't think whatever
has come over me. You see, think it's the hard
work; Luke my husband, is backward man, no
push, no ambition, and what with the COWS, and
the pigs, and the chickens, milking, cleaning the
house and the stable, and nursing and mendng the
children, it does tire one especially when one is
'forty-seven and tired!' That's it, guess-forty-
seven and tired"
Here the whistle blew, and hurried Emma Mary
with the addition of an old and most shabby car
pet sack, which had not before noticed, into the
train.
AS it moved out of the station she called "God
bless you, Ma'am. Goodbye, the baby says"
and she actually waved the little shawed bundle
at the window quite too energeticaly for its COM
FORT or my own, for the matter of that
received the following week our matrons re-
port:
"MRs. H.:
DEAR MADAM-The patient, Mrs. Baxter, is very
Ill, and the doctor fears she will not get we'll ai
though he says there is no immediate danger. She
tries SO hard to get we'll that it is quite touching.
but she is beginning to get discouraged and told
me last night she guessed it wasn't much use'
nope need not assure you that we give her every
possible attention.
Respectfully yours, MARTHA CLAYTON"
MY friends in the mountains where was sim.
merlng, wondered at my haste to get away from