The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1894-08-02
WAS 1T STEALING2
How q Brutal ~ Husband Was
~" Taught q Needed Lesson.

s"''speaking of the disabilities Of wom-
en-, some people would have you be-.
lieve there were none nowadays be-
cause women are more favored in this
land than in others, that their rights
are well enough protected and they
have nothing to wish for. Why, it
was only this morning heard of q
woman knocked down by her husband
and called thief for taking money
from his pocket, as if it had been his
money only and not hers that she had
worked hard for. Her little boy, with
other children, had got into some
troublesome petty offense-and it
was to release him that she was hunt
ing around for money. Her husband
never gave her any, although we'll
TODD man and she Q Woodworking
woman"
The speaker paused, and there were
many questions asked and a general
buzz of conversation. Through it all
Mrs. Arens- sat and listened. She
heard no names, and she was very at
tentive. What if it were Ellen, the
sister who had been like mother to
her, married to such penurious man?
She should not feel easy till she saw
her. At the first good opportunity
she ordered her carriage and, putting
in some cushions, almost smiling at
her fears, she told Dennis where to
drive.
1t was at the other end of town, at
the foot of a lane leading up to a small,
shabby looking house that he stopped
the horses, and she & OF out to walk.
The window shades were down, and
she walked around to the back door,
pushed it open, and passed into the
kitchen. On an OIL lounge was the
PROSTATE form of her sister, with SUI
fering in her face. ......
ELLEN, is it truo," she said, what I
have heard? Did he dare to raise his
hand against you, after all these
years? Tell me quickly. Where are
you hurt7" u. j. a.
''Oh, no! Oh, no! It was only the
words. They startled me SO. It was
what he called me. I hit the table
the sharp corner. hurt my side. I
believe 1 did fall, and it is very sore;
but I am going to get up" She made
a resolute effort, but fell back with q
white face and an exclamation of pain.
"You must 60 home with me. You
are all worn out, and there is no one
here to nurse and care for you proper
ly. Lie perfectly still, my dear, till I
come back"
Mrs. Arens called to Dennis, who
drove away for help. Then she went
about the house picking up what would
be needed, and W hen Dennis returned,
her sister, quite unresisting, was lifted
into the carriage, carefully wrapped
up and driven away.
Hiram Blake, on coming home that
night, found no fire, no wife, no sup
per, no son. Such an experience had
never happened before in the whole
course of his married life. He had been
hard at work all day, and had had no
time to think of the occurrence of the
morning, but now it came back with q
troubled insistencs. He went to q
house not far away, where lived q
woman known as 'old Emeline," who
sometimes came to help his wife. He
hired her now to come and get him
something to eat. Then as he moved
uneasily about the room, from window
to table, trying to read, and putting
his paper down again, little Paul came
in with a scared look. He said his
mother was at his Aunt Ruby's, and
that the doctor said she would be sick
q long time.
Don't wonder!' shifted old Emeline,
casting a black look at Hiram Blake.
Its wonder she want took sick g.
long while afore. She had work enough
for three women to do here"
At the end of a week the man &C.
to himself that he had
never been SO miserable in his life.
He dismissed the hired men after the
days work, for the faithful wife was
no longer there to feed them. Paul re-
mained at his aunt's much Of the time,
only coming home now and then to re-
port the slow progress of the patient.
Lettering in the lane one evening,
Hiram R1alsa Ravv Soma ono 1oa6inn n