New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1890-11-09

hold Of her self-control. She turned and pu,
some chairs for her visitors She told Mrs. Win
slow that she was trying ont her leaf-lard, but
she didn't think 1t would be as white as it should
be to he the best kind.
Marietta caught hold of Dalys skirt as she was
taking some dishes to the sink She made heI
mouth form the words, Dreadful timc!7 Blu,
Daily did not need this information She had seen
Mrs. Winslow's face. and was fighting with her.
self Something Of the old furious sense of in.
justice and hatred which this woman had reused
in her as o child came again to her. She had the
impulse to spraUg upon her now as she had sprung
upon her when the attempt had been made to
take the puppy away
Marietta, glancng fearfully at Dally's face. wa
freshly alarmed at what she saw there.
Mrs Winslow could not waste her time in any
reply to Mrs Jaeobs's remark about her leaf-lard
She did not wish to say word that should not
nave Darbed point to it, And she had an IN
accustomed fear lest when she began TO- speak she
should stammer. She did not know what tnat
She could not see anything but old Aunt Jud-
sons trembling head the other side OF the great
Kettle OF fat; it seemed to her that ~ was pc
cause Of that head that she found forcible speech
SO difficult
Every instant she thought the right word would
come.
You amt 8 we'll s common to-day, be ye ?'
Mrs jacobs, as she asked this question, turned
with the stick held over the pot and dripping fat.
wu.aw jest S well ce on se Graham 1s
thxt gal Gone t,-she done it-she.,-'
Daily had wheeled round facing that unweldy
form and that crimson countenanoe she $1,000
in her was bon9 as i had hardly done since this
same woman had provoked her before.
But she looked her S:a seemed
s wseq but The her m sspse S s 'ne
Mrs Wfnslow was still saying thickly, She
done it, but her lips were clumsy Her race had
become almost purple; her heaa began 10 i'h ana
Ms. Jacobs's ladle fell into the kettle with a
Cheek '""' 'eD' ''n' 1''
The widow took hold of Mrs: Wipslow's shoul-
ders and sustained them against herself while
she tore open the gown at the throat: ia. A..
Daily" said Mrs. jacobs, clearly, rlde uhe
horse to the Centre for the doctor. Mis- Win
slows got a stroke"
Daily was halfway to the barn before , the
CIV ss Srd o the and
gailoping him, bare backed. out Of the yard
Marietta stood up helpless until she received
two or three concise directions, which she obeyed.
In a short time the two had laid the woman
on a mattress on the floor and propped her head
high. A mustard plaster was put on the pack
Of her neck ana on the Soes OF ne Ter iees her
its sound.
ats all we can do now" at last said Mrs.
Jacobs She looked at Marietta who was wr, is
~
run over m tell your father to bring his
express wagon with some mattresses n pliers,
she said mercifully giving the girl something to
do.
Marietta turned to the door. She came back
and asked in whisper
us she going to come out of il ?"
Il guess she'll git some better, anyway" was
the reply.
Marietta run across the pasture toward her
home How could she help it that, amid all
the horror Of the moment there was an unmis-
taxable feeling of relief? She would take care
of her mother for any length Of time nobody
ever had better care than her mother should have.
She knew her father would do everything he
could, too Marietta was shocked, but how
could she be smitten with grief? She felt very
wicked because she could not overcome that feel
ing Of relief II was in vain that she tried to
put 10 from her. She kept thinking Of the peace
and freedom Of the household il its mistress should
continue helpless. Her mother had never been
tender with her. All the tenderness in that heart
had been given to William. who "was just like
the Joneses."
She found her father in the barn foddering the
COWS.
Father" she cried out. mars got stroke I"
Mr.. Winslcw had his pitchfOrk loaded with hay.
He dropped it.
IL don't believe it." he said. "There wouldn't
no stroke dare"
Then he saw his daughters face, which told
him the truth more plainly than her words had
told it.