Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1894-03-10

own personal expenses are layish2 No;
few hundred dollars would meet all thei
wants.
The simple fact is the man is enduring
all that fatigue and evaporation AM
wear and tear to keep his home prosper
Gus. There is an invisible line reaching
from that store, from that bank, iron
that shop, from that scafolding, to
quiet scene a few blocks, few mile
away, and there is the secret of that bust
ness endurance. He is simply the cham
pion of a homestead, for which he win
bread and wardrobe and education ant
prosperity, and in such battle 10, 900 mel
fall. Of ten business men whom / bury
nine die Of overwork for others. Some
sudden disease finds them with no power
of resistance, and they are gone. Life
for life. Blood for blood. Substitution
LIFE FOR LIFE.
At 1 o'clock tomorrow morning, the
hour when slumber is most uninterrupt
ed and most profound, walk amid the
dwelling houses Of the city. Here and
there you will find dim light, because
it is the household custom to keep sub
dued light burning, but most of the
houses from base to top are as dark as
though uninhabited. A merciful God
has sent forth the archangel of sleep,
and he puts his wings over the city. But
yonder is clear light burning, and out
side on the window easement q glass OF
pitcher containing food for sick child
the food set in the fresh air.
This is the sixth night that mother has
sat up with that sufferer. She has to the
last point obeyed the physicians pre-
scription, not giving drop too much or
too little, or a moment too soon or too
late. She is very anxious, for she has
buried three children with the same dis
ease, and she prays and weeps, each pray
er and sob ending with kiss of the pale
cheek. By dint of kindness she gets the
little one through the ordeal.
After it is all over the mother is taken
down. Brain or nervous fever sets in,
and one day she leaves the convalescent
child with mothers blessing and goes
up to join the three in the kingdom of
heaven. Life for life. Substitution!
The fact is that there are an uncounted
number Of mothers who. after they have
navigeted large family of children
through all the diseases of infancy and
got them fairly started up the Towering
slope of hoyhood and girlhood, have only
strength enough left to die. They fade
away. Some call it consumption; some
call it nervous prostration; some call it
intermittent or malarial disposition, but
call it martyrdom of the domestic cir
Gle. Life for life. Blood for blood.
Substitution
THE SACRIFICE OF PATRIOTISM.
Or perhaps the mother fingers long
enough to see a son get on the wrong
road, and his former kindness becomes
rough reply when she expresses anxiety
about him. But she goes right on, look
ing carefully after his apparel, remem-
bering his every birthday with some me-
mento, and when he is brought home,
worn out with dissipation, nurses him
ped starts aa phys Ri@ agaa Ha
and attendants bending over her pillow
ask her if she has any message to leave,
and she makes great effort to say some
thing, but out of three or four minutes
Of indistinct utterance they can catch |
but three words, "My poor boyw The
simple fact is she died for him. Life for
life. Substitution
About 33 years ago there went forth
from our homes hundreds of thousands
If men to do battle for their country.
All the poetry of war soon vanished and /
eft them nothing but the terrible prose.
They waded knee deep in mud. They
lept in snowbanks. They marched till
heir cut feet tracked the earth. They
we're swindled out of their honest rations
nd lived on meat not fit for a dog. They
lad jaws all fractured, and eyes extin-
and limbs shot away. Thou
ands of them cried for water as they lay
ying on the field the night after the
attic and got it not They were home
lex and received no message from their
oved ones. They died in barns, in
ushes, in bitches, the buzzards of the
lmmer heat the only attendants on their
bsequies.
No one but the infinite God, who knows
knows the ten thousandth
art of the length and breadth and
epth and height of anguish of the
orthern and southern battlefelds. Why
ID these fathers leave their children and ,,
} to the front, and why did these young
en-. postponing the marriage day, start
1t into the probabilities of never COM I
g back? For the country they died.
ife for life. Blood for blood. Substi- ,
tion! =
But we need not go so far. What is
at monument in Greenwood? 1t is to
e doctors who fell in the southern cpl =
mics. Why go? Were there not 9
ough sick to be attended in these =
'rthern latitudesf Oh, yes; but the =
ctor puts few medical books in his .
lise, and some walls of medicine, and .
ives his patients here in the hands of .
her physicians. and takes the rail train. , ,
fore he gets to the infected regions he =,
sses crowded rail trains, regular and !.
ira, taking the flying and affrighted !. u
pulations. He arrives in city over =,
lich great horror is brooding. lie y
es from couch to couch, feeling of !
lse and studying symptoms, and pre- u
'ibing day after day, night after !.
yht, until fellow physician says, "
DOCTOR, you had better go home and .
It; you look miserable" 81 y:
But he cannot rest while so many are ~
fering. On and on until some morn -
finds him in a delirium, in which he ~
ks of home and then rises and says he
lst go and look after those patients.
is told to lie down, but he fights his
endants until he falls back, and is lie
aker and weaker, and dies for people ad
h whom he had no kinship, and far 1t