The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1897-01-26

woman leave her father and mother
and cleave unto her husband"
The dronin2 morning voice had
dwelt with her through the day, the
words changed to suit her case as we
change the words of most texts to
suit our own cases. "a woman shall
c'eaye unto her husband, cleave unto
her husband" Well, why not? As
she looked out into tue dusly night
her thoughts went back to John aud
TO their last quarrel What had it
been about? She couldn't remember.
1t was perhaps some little thing that
led to hot words, flare OF recriminA-
ton, tears, aud in tho enl to this
separation, this miserable separation
If John only knew how she felt to-
night, how like lost dog left out in
the cold, afraid Of stones, afraid o.
/ blows from brOom', afraid OF every
thing, he would feel sorry for her, she
knew he would.
He had been kind TO her in many
ways. She had not had to work very
hard ever. She hal not worked in
Johns home ms she did here, aud then
his bread had not been the bread OF
charity choked down with taunts. Oh
mol John was generous AMI kind if
he were n bit high tempered She
suddenly raised upon her elbow. What
If she had been high tempered, too.
aud snlien and muIish? Perhaps il
was her fault, after all, that they had
qunrreied!
a flush came over her face in the
dusk. Suppose, oh suppose she
should go to him now this very night,
and ask him 10 forgive her, woaId he
SO intent was she on this thought
that n little hand, warm and moist,
crept INTO her own unnoticed, then an.
other, and baby Boss cuddled close,
rubbing her soft cheek against her
mothers.
81 want 90. momsey," she said, and
lLue la Rugged her to her bosom. In
her selfish distress she had forgotten
] her children.
She lay still with the chill in her
arms, johns child? There was n look
OF John in the pretty face, with its
hoif closed eyes.
ii she should go back to hin, now
with baby Bess surely he would take
/ her IN. She was so tire OF doing
battle with the crael wor.I single,
handed.
Suddenly her mind was made up.
Sho WAS ready to so Low if he
won take her. \ thrill OF
| Joy shook her Mt the very
thought of home, her own home, n
/ place ia which she had every right to
i've, where she would be no usurper,
where she would 10 longer eat the
bread that belonged to others.
She waited until the child's eyelids
closed, AMI then she raised her and
carried her to the house where she
found little Alice asleep on tie door.
step, her round arms supporting her
dirty little face. The sight was like n
spur urging her onward.
She woke the child anl coaxcd her
into the house; there she stood, bold
~ upright, tho baby In her arms, the
child ciirRiug so her skirts, a uew in.
dependence IN her attitude since her
resolve to so back to her husband.
Her mother WAS reading by the dim
light Of the smoking lamp which she
had never thought to tnrn down.
James sat loosely in chair, his les
fog apart, his clasped bands behind
bis head. Eliza had pushed back tho
uuwashed dishes auj leaned her ell
hows on the table, frown on her
brow, her chin in her hands, devour-
M "a yellow bacacj novel.
They looked up iuquiringly rs
L1cliu stood IN the middle of the
room with her children. They won.
dcred why she was not in the kitchen,
as usual, washing mp the dishos.
''m going home TO john" she said
i'm answer to the ioOa.
'Ncll, go along, tIcp, said James.
+. splitting bl.w. ea two divided teeth at
tho biuck cavity OF tho GUNNER fire.
place and hitting the ozact SCOT aimed
Il t 'api good radiance Co bad rub.
bi4h."
OF wish to goodness you would wash
tue dishes igst exclaimed EIzo, TO
whom the feel of greasy dish water
was worse than perjii0n.
"lhe Lord be with YOU" a1il her
mother, her eyes upon her book ns III
he were reading tho words oT. "tbo
/ Lord be with you tli wa meet 70 Gain. "
I LuolIa laughed bystrrIerlv. fa7 her
mothers inton1tiou o! the vs- 3s "Hi
we meet AGAIN expressed to her ao1.
stiyo car That chat meeting would be
no somo TAR distant day.
With chat mirtbIc-s laugn she paeged
ont OF the house into Che rolI Chat
. iad 90 J0uu's h9 .c. Tho way was not
Iou,, but baby Bless grew Ike lead,
and her hert anE 40 every step.
what ifhs were nwav2 What NJ he
refused 10 take her in2 what would
she do then? Where would eho turn?
Little Alice began 60 cry from sheer
wearincss LueIla pressed her hand
AMI hushed her with word, cowod
by those weeks OF dependence on her
cruuimoihers charity, tho child was
very dociic.
About half way Luclia sat down by
Tie roadside. the sleeping child was SO
heavy, and thought again. Should