The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-12-29

'Yes," she said; 81 be- She did not
change her expression. Her only emo
ton seemed to be excessive self-con
sciousness. She put her hands behind
her to feel if her apron strings were
tied. Then she rested her right elbow
in her left hand, and began to smooth
her hair nervously with her right
hand. Yes, / want to git $500 on this
here farm. Land knows its worth
twice thet.'
YES" said Darrach, politely.
1t is too bad to mortgage it, said
Mrs. Dawson, feeling a sudden pity
rs it absolutely necessary"
YES" said the woman, closing her
thin lips together firmly; my mind S
set. My mans one O. them kind O.
easy-goin's tibet you can't never git
worked up to the pitch O. dom any
thin. I'm tired of it. We've set here
the plains, an we amt got anythin
but land an stawk an farm ma
chin'ry. We amt got a buggy ner a
drivin horse, ner a side-saddle, we
amt got n origin, ner a fiddle, ner so
much S a SEWN machine-an' him "a
gettin' new rakes, am harrers, an
drills, an things every year, all of
EN- with seats to ride on. l amt even
got waShin machfner'
But why 90 you mortgage your
farn?' asked Mrs. Dawson, quietly.
Because I've got my DOSE" said
the woman, fe-cely. The places in
my name, an now that we've got our
rights, I'm goin' to move to town. I'll
show him! I'll git job S street COM
missishner-er somepin'. He can let
the place out er run it hiSself, jist S
he's a mind, but I'm goin' to take that
money an hire a house n town an
buy furniture. My minds set. L
didn't sense what a fool 1 be tell we
got our rights. If he'd a half give me
my rights afore, I'd give him his'n
guess I'll git even. He never even let
me hev the hen money-consarn his
ugly picter!'
tOh, l am sure it is wrong to mort
gage your farm,' said Mrs. Dawson,
looking distressed. Your husband
must have trusted you or he would
not have put it in your name"
The woman laughed harshly, but
without mirth.
ooh, I've played my game cute" she
said, I've schemed and laid low.
out n the rollin' kentry, all n his
name, an he made me sign a mort
gage on t to buy machin'ry with
said he'd leave me f 1 didn't!-an' the
hull place went. Mebbe 1 amt worked
to lay his spish uns, though! Mebbe
amt laid awake nights a-plannin' to
git this place n my name! Mebbe
didn't git it. too!
But will he sign the mortgage?"
asked Darrach.
He'll hev to-" She spoke with
something like a snarl. eff he don't
I'll do what he threatened me with
back n Kanzus! I'll leave him.! Her
tone was terrible now.
Let us co. said Mrs. Dawson, turn
ing a pale face to Darrach.
He made an appointment to meet
the woman in town. Then they re-
turned to the carriage. Looking back.
they saw that she had reseated her
self in the same listless attitude on the
steps, her chin sunken in her hand,
watching them with those dull, narrow
eyes.
Darrach sent the horses down the
lane at a lively pace. Mrs. Dawson sat
erect Her face was pale and troubled.
well, that's awful, isn't it?' said
Darrach, cheerfully. FIt make me sus-
pect that this suffrage business isn't
all it is represented to be-"
"Oh, it is terrible" said Mrs. Daw-
son, earnestly. THAT a. woman should
have such feeling'-she pressed her
ndnQS together upon ner knees
cannot help feeling sorry for her. She
is wrong. all wrong, now; yet, think
[ understand what a miserable
starved life she has had. I believe
that the hearts of millions of
women would have leaped could they
have heard those words: IF he'd
a half given me my rights be-
forev You men have been wrong;
you have not been wise. You
brought this revolution on your own
heads. Why, what can one expect OF
the kind of man that woman's husband
must be, when my own husband-a
man of refinement and culture-treated
me like a dependent in money mat
ters?"
1.-THE beastr said Darrach. She turn.
ed a white, startled face upon him
.'What?" she stammered.
He laughed Instantly, although a
thick color mounted into his face. ooh
I didn't mean Dawson" He spoke cas-
lily ST was thinking of that woman's
husband
"Oh, well, I was saying Daw-
! son never gave me amy money unless