The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1892-10-13
THE WIDOW'SLOVE POWDER

"AooN' DIo We'o Sull1 4ulCe yOullS,
not over six and twenty, and her
short, curly hair, of dark brown
shade, made her look even younger.
There was a pathetic look in her
gray eyes that first drew Marsh
Kendall's attention to her-that and
one other thing that appeared extra
ordinary to him. ...-.....
He had been lettering around the
little suburban station waiting for the
train to the city until the heat had
brought on one of the severe head
aches he so much dreaded. A man
cannot abuse nature as Kendall had,
working all day and half the night in
the mines for months at a stretch,
without nature resenting the neglect
of her laws.
So it happened that while the spirit
OF the mines had rewarded his zeal by
casting gold galore into his toil-worn
hands, nature had retaliated by visit
ing him with severe nervous head.
ache every few weeks.
An accident had delayed the train
for an hour, and Kendall took advan-
tage of the delay to look up a drug
store and obtain temporary relief for
his aching head.
Not two squares from the station
he found what he was looking for. A
little, one-story building displayed
the sign, drugs and Medicines and
Kendall entered the store and looked
around for the druggist A slight rus
tie behind the prescription case made
him turn his eyes in that direction in
time to see the person emerge
1t was the young woman with pa
thetic gray eyes and short curly hair,
and she advanced with an air which
strOve to be business.like and brisk.
The years that he had spent away
from civilization had not robbed
Marsh Kendall of his innate reverence
for woman. He removed his hat with
a courteous if somewhat ungraceful
bow and asked for the druggist.
II am the druggist; what can I do
for your" asked the young woman, g.
little smile playing round the sad
curves OF her mouth and chasing the
shadows from the depths of the gray,
eyes.
Kendall's perception was keen, and
after another glance at her he noticed
the dress OF black, unrelieved by sin
gle glimpse OF white, and thought she
had taken the place Of her dead faith
er, or possibly her husband, and was
trying to breast the pillows OF COM
mercial life.
A woman conducting such a business
was a novelty to him, but during the
ten years he had been away strange
things had happened and Kendall &C.
cepted this as one of them. Reluct-
antly, however, for he was one of
those men who think Of q woman
adjoining a home and making it the
brightest spot on earth for husband
and children, not as a. bread-winner.
"What would you advise for a
severe headache?" he asked, recovering
from his first surprise.
The little curly head WIS abent slight
~ sideways, rs the druggist reflected.
"Antipyrine is good, and antikannia,
too she said, 'but perhaps these are
still BETTER and she took box from
shelf and extracted some grayish-
looking capsules from it.
'"Ihese sire marked sure cure,'' she
said, land I have no doubt if YOU
have faith enough they will carry out
their promise -
Man is a creature OF such imagina-
ton, that as soon as he had swallow
ed a capsule, washed down with a
glass OF cold water, Kendall's head
ache began to subside.
Reluctantly he left the store and
stepped into the hotel across the
streeet. He wanted very much to
know the history of the young
woman, yet shrunk from asking
about her. He was relieved of this
necessity by the landlord, who was
only too glad to have some one to
talk to. -
"Guess you was surprised to see a
woman runnin' drug store, wasn't
you?" he asked with q little chuckle.
II was, indeed" replied Kendall
and the question in his eyes led the
loquacious landlord on. @@s.a
'She's the Widow Kingsbury and
her husband was druggist. He was
a. trihin kind of q fellow, never half
good enough for her and he took from
bad to worse. They had been mar
ried six years when he died after a
protracted spree. Then she found
out that he had taken the money she
had toiled and worked for to help
pay his insurance premiums and
spreed with it.
"It was perfectly heartrendin' to see
her despair when she found out how
he had deceived her and left her with
only the little store. She was sick
after his death-that accounts for her
curly hair-but as soon as she could
creep around she opened up the store
and has kept pluckily at it ever since" .
Kendall ground his teeth at the re-
cital. His heart gave great throb Of
pity for the poor little druggist, and
spity is akin to love"
He had come down to the little
place to look at some property that
was for sale. 1t was rather q grand
country house and although the price