Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1893-12-15

ceased. Fe pokcd his head il through
the doorway.
"Well, what do you want
81 did not speak, Janet answered
innocently.
"No, what do you expect me to do'
to lift you out of pauperism?' and his
voice was mocking and stern.
"Surely, your business capabilities
can suggest some plan, she answered.
"None, he continued mocSingly.
Then [ can. / will either hire out
TO YOU as cook, nurse, washerwoman,
chambermaid, housekeeper, waiter,
gardener. seamstress and bottle
washer. or else will go halves in the
proceeds of our united efforts, and
carry some money as long as you carry
anv. and spend when and where my
Judgment deems best; and more, II L
by extra work try to raise money for
extra luxuries, that money is to bo
mine"
"His scorn turned to anger as she
finished. As long as | am husband,
am the head of the family and mas
ter. and he stalked ont of the house
in a furious rage.
'T wonder if | have lost, Janet
moaned, as she sank down helplessly.
"But I will not yield. I'll try once
more, and SO feverishly she brought
down her trunk, dragged it down,
rather, and set it in conspicuous
place. Then she slowly went through
the process Of packing but she did not
commence until time for Jed TO come
in after the milk pals.
He SAW her busily at work, and his
heart sank within him. But he went
out again, to Janet's dismay He
could not endure it long, however.
"What are YOU doing, Jen?' and he
paused on his makc-belieye errand.
packing"
'For what?"
"Going home to see mother, and
she looked so unconscious Of his pres
ence as she tossed some spools to little
Boy Blue, he was thoroughly dis
armed.
Say. Jen, surrender.
"On what terms?'
equal shares, and You your
extras"
every we'll. Here are six dollars.
7 took out of thc money just what my
steer and the chickens would have
amounted to, and had this more
"No, keep it" he answered,
generously-"but, say, what did the
colt bring?'
"Ab. but that is a secret, and She
laughed gaily. "Ask his owner
Don't, Jen-don't be SO oilish -
YOU don't seem like my little old
Janet, at ALL and he pulled her to
him
"I'm not. I'm Mrs. Janet Mayler,
partner and equal sharer in the firm
of Mavler and" and his big palm
stopped further speech. But he took
If away to kiss the lips that had once
been so hardly won, and then to toss
little astonished Mavler, Jr., mp and
up. to come down safely again upon
papas shoulder, for a dizzy ride
around the disordered sitting-room.
After supper, while Jen was busy
washing dishes, Jed was in the sitting
room, rocking baby to sleep. He
never could sing b.. just the first
strains of Sweet By-and-By, but he
would go over these with untlring
zest. never even halting long enough
to le. his voice fall. until sometimes,
out of very agony, Janet would plant
her foot where she knew the period
belonged. But tonight she listened
with sweet content She knew he wa.
won completely, for he never at
tempted his one song unless very
peaceful with all the world. And rs
she thought over her little attacks
and skirmishes she felt well repaid,
and from her heart went up prayer
for strength to be woman fearless
and independent where right was
concerned, and a mother worthy
such dear little boy.-Farm, Field
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