Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-01-29
SHE GOT REST AT LAST.
PEACEFUL END or A WORKOUT
WIFE or AN ILLINOIS FARMER.


ccaled BY an irun gray beard. HIS IN 1T !
ting clothes were evidently his most un-
comfortable best. aud he moved awkward
Is and s.iiiiy In them. There were no va
cant seats, and after some hesitation he
hoslid sOftly Into one occupied BY n grave
stranger, intent upon his paper. The old
man was ~ ut ease, aud a. he turned
cnrewuru. bnggnrii face townrd the brown
fying Landscape, u showed marks of some
recent trouble. The. strnngtr laid aside
h.s piper after awhile, and halls wistfully
the old man glanced NJ him. lie spoke at
last with strange hns klness
"l'm poln to the city for the second time
ia my life." he said. half startled ut his
own voice
"Ye.f" and in the information Of tho
Others there was an Invitation to 90 on.
1.-THE second time repeated the old
man. "rhluy years ago, come June, |
went there for we'ldin suit, aud I'm
goin back there today Tor coffin and a
shroud for--the little woman that-niar'
ried me"
His voice broke, mud turning again to
the window be looked out upon'thc dull,
cold landscape and wns Silent many min
utcs.
Dfp THY MARE 4 MsTAEEi
"You don't know what Il Is, mister. YOU
can't understand" and he was crying very
softly aud hopclcs,ly. you don't know
what II Il to live and work 'longside u
woman for thirty years, day In and day
out, to iiud her always patient aud wlllin
and workin-aud then leave her Alayiu
dead and cold, with her WORKOUT hands
crossed on her breast. You don't have no
idea what II isn and the sleeve OF the old
man was drawn HpuiUgctiually across Ills
eyes.
1--WE been thinkin good deal since last
night, when MArgie died. IL kinder puts
man u his thoughts. II was just little
after the turn Of the night, and nobody bat
me was watchin, when she kinder WOKE up
like ~ II she'd been asleep
"Dnyli.' said she. is rstiul-so rest.
fol- and took hold OF her hand, " that
you singing, DavidF says she. 60 on
hut hadn't sung word aud couldn't =
done it-'go on, David says she, and III
he rcstin for I'm 90 tired Aud 20 she
went to sleep again aud walked up Ia eter-
ulJy.
"Nnd do you know, stranger, them
words o. hcru have pet the 90 thlnklul
Poor, tired aoull And ! never thought
how much she needed rest. thought. rs
! set there watchln her breath agpin out
AisHN NAatANH ANANN AAAHNNA w " maui ~ NANH-
take Of Il all We never thought OF II
while We was ,gorlIn aud u skimpin aud
"a styin-tryin 10 make both ends meet
aud to 10y up somcthIn Tor the children.
But | thought abuut 10 last night. when
only me and her wits waltin Tor the last.
She never had no pleasure. She never took
no holidays nor visited, like other wlmmin.
She rilsrl tide children and Stopped pigs
aud MIXED cows aud chtirncd aud cooked
for harvest hands.
stLNER itASuiEs 10 MIR COFFIN.
II never knowod nor Thought how she
done 10 tlll saw them poor, crossed hands
with little white pOsics Ia EN-. some 'un
o. the neighhors put 'cIu thorc, aud IL
kinder ohoked me when | looked. |
knowed she'd never had no titnr for po-
sizes when she might have smelled 'em
She didn't have time Tor nothin but the
thorn,, mister, ana that's what hurts me. !"
After moment he looked ~ through
his tears
''Somc folks may low It won't do no
good, mister" Hnd his voice grew stronger.
"but I'm agoin to see that she's put away
In somethin rich. We wasn't akimpln and
aayig thirty year. Tor this, bur I'm poin to
have the best niouoJ'll buy. She earned
II, God knows, and she's earned somethin
tlsc-shc's earned that white raimcnt that
the Good Book say, is washed la the blood
OF the Lamb"
The Old mans voice sank into that rev
crent whisper 30 common 10 thc Tod fear
INK Of his class ne the utterauce Of holy
thugs, aud la the silence which followed
he sunk intO rcyotlc lie was awakened
from IL only by the stopping of tho train
At Van Buren, street A the door OF tho
car he shook hands with bis companion
and a moment later he was swallowed up
In the crowd,
II was pitiiul-all OF a. Aud yet thcre
WIS passenger on that train who IA the
better man for recalling It, the better man
fN the recollection Of the old farmers
look aud gesture, and Tor the thought that
there are silver handles to the coffin that
holds his sacred dust lying ont under a
dark mound amid the barren brown OF an
Illinois prairie.-C Chicago Mail.
LAG A AnnNsAM TtAaE ~ man,