The morning news., 1894-07-08

It's go up. or 90 down, lll.-
man" she would remar6 IN little bursts
Of asthma and enthusiasm to her hus-
band
Yes. Cyuthy Ann" he usually re-
piled with a start IS though caught in
the reasonable act Of dropping back in
the worldly race, "I believe you are
right But Won are a woman of remark
able yigor. You never get tired, Cyuthy
Ann"
Tired Gettin tired is gettin' behind,
Tillman. There's no halfway work about
livin'. Anybody that sets STILL gets run
over an dattened out. Keep pushin Till
man"
You are always right, Cynthy Ann.
l hope sometime, though, he would
often family urge. we can get bit
of rest. l sometimes think. Cynthy Ann,
rests better than being governor OF pres
ident.n
Tillman Plumley would Indignantly re
tort. That's Jess the man Of ii. Al
Always quittin!
"Don't, Cynthy Ann
Don't don't me. Tllman Plumley.
Don't don't me You was jess a farmer
at first You'd stayed farmer, but for
me Then lestice of the peace. You
stayed jestice but for me. Then sedge.
You'd stay ed jedge. but for me. Then
member of the legislatur You'd stayed
member, but for me Then state senator
all through my toIllu' and managlu an
savin an scrimpin an u you had your
way you'd stay senator, when you
could 20 to Congress. or be governor. or
mebby President himself My feellu s
is nothin On, no, of course not, no,
no. no.
Then Mrs Tillman Plumley would have
q turn with her asthma. which always
left her in a state and brought tender
concerns into Tillmau Plumley's honest
eyes and great veins IN 1illman Plunley
forehead and the rising man would
plunge forward in the cursed game OF
American politics, as recourse of
lesser evil than smileless, thaukIess
home
A home under these conditions, through
the exquisite law of compensation, is
usually rich and impressive Ia its second
ary cropOf human growth, and Illlman
Plumleys home was no exception TO the
rule
There was Victoria Geraldine aged
Ramsey Ulmer, aged Is; Annie Elizabeth.
aged S; Bulwer Lytton, aged 10, Grace
Genevieve, aged -. and Robert plainly
christened before the years OF ahueuoe
and influence had come; all save the lat
ter. a shy, quiet. thoughtful youth of IL,
vigorous savaFes of the modern sort
They've got 60 in EN-, Tilman; all
but Robert" Mrs 1ilIman Plumley
would urge with kindlng eyes, when
their various brutalities came to notice.
"RobertIl never be nobody with his
'lectric apparatuses an all that bosh.
Too much like his father No back
bone"
Again, when the young Plumley iends
would set upon some defenseless nurse
and drive her from the place, the ambi-
tious mother would croodle them upon
her asthmatic breast with
What's nurses to children with sech
spirit"
Nurses is nobody they would chorus
approvingly.
Nurses shan't abuse my poor dearies,
shall they preciouses, Not even if your
cruel brother an father is on their side '
All this, as though brother and farther
had melted the vicious nurse TO secret
child torture; whereupon Mr.. 1illman
Plumley with groan would retire TO
write out an advertisement for another
nurse; Robert would steal away. white
faced and silent, wondering if all homes
were like his own; and the Plumley child
rabble would in turn roar their various
intentions toward the next nurse who
should be doomed to brief existence
among them.
In this instance, it fell to the lot of lit
tie Dora Brice.
Away up among the New England hills
she had lived her brief days for she was
scarcely II years of age, with an old
grandmother, a distant relative of Mr..
Tillman Plumley When the last peace
had come upon Grandma Brice, little Dora
for the first time turned her face toward
the great world wonderingly.
Some one had written the Plumleys
about her Kind hearted Tillman Plum
ley showed the letter to his wife and
wondered if they could not give the girl
home
Not as ekal. Tillman If as a nurse.
yes Mebby she could earn her keep"
So it was settled that little Dora
Brice should come from the old New
England hills TO the hills behind the
Hudson; and when Tillman Plumley met
her at the station with his carriage and
saw what a mite of "a thing she was, his
heart smote him for what he knew was
before her.
'You see, Dora, began the eminent
man when they had set out for his home
together, "our children are rather
rather forward Public life is a little
hard on home life; and Mrs. PlumleY
while the best woman in all the world, Of
course, is trite easy with the children
e
them over
Sure sure. Mr. Plumley. Why, ]
know worlds of lovely stories and tales
III tell them all of those. sir
This, radiant at the prospect of the lit
tie Plumleys enjoyment.
Grandma Bricc was always telling me
those sweet old tales. Isn't it funny
though, They all begin with, Once
upon time. '
"Spleudid. splendid g" returned Tillmar
Plumley obviously. do try to win then
over. Try, also. to win Mrs Pumley
over mean, said 1llman Pmmley as
he noticed the girls blue eyes open wide
Il mean, make Mrs Plumley feel tha
you have a very great interest in the
children; and that You don't mind it
little rough at times"
"A little rough, Mr. Plumley1"
We'll children are children: an(
mothers are mothers, you know Dora"
Yes"
And sometimes they're all unreason
able and trying and ua-giug and hetchel
ing to anybody under them, Dora"
Under them. Mr. Pumley5"
Yes; tending the children and things
like that
Why, Grandma BrIce always told mt
that the care OF children was the sweet
est thing in all the world. Mr. Plumlev
that their innocence, their holplessucss
even their boisterousness, and. above ALL
their affection for those who love them
would almost soften the hcardcst heart
Dora, She often SAID To me, 'alwaN.