The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1900-04-13

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ehisf event of her day. She then ,ook
time TO look up and down the long vii
llre street. TO exchange greetings with
passers. 10 inquire about the sicA. and
70 receive the latest Bit Of village news.
Ske AMI her mother lived like two
snaFrows in the small. weather brown
house with the $500 mortgage en- it
The debt had beer incurred in poor
fathers time: and after his death the
two patient. toiling women strove vain
" TO reduce il. Whenever they had
saved a few dollars of the principal.
sewing would be slack, coal and pro-
visions higher. taxes increased, or Mrs.
Hill would have one of her poor SPELLS
and the money would melt like spring
snow. leaving the debt no smaller.
ThuSa had tried working in the silk
mill in the next village; but she was
far past youth. her fingers were too
rough and awkward for the delicate
winding and spooling. and her appre-
tension was slow. Her place was want
~ for . younger. swiftcr worker. and.
with humiliation ard secret tears. she
took up again the making Of sheets and
pillow cases. or the fashioning of sim
pie garments for children and unfas-
ridious help
standing AZ the gate, her faded blue
eyes gazing into the perspective of the
quiet street, Thusa Hill did not look
like a subject for III The
straight. scant folds of dark blue cal
100 fell stiffly about her thin little fig
me, the sun Of early April cast chilly
CLEANS on the plain bands of ash-col-
cred hair done up in a small knot. her
shoulders were curved and her chest
was hollow. Yet. in the years gone by,
a lovers voice had whispered to her on
long. sweet summer evenings. ari n
tender hand had stroked her brown,
abundant hair.
How different life might have been.
4 Henry Gleason had not misunder-
stood that ride with Nathan Burnside!
True, she had promised Henry that
he would be at home that evening;
and when he met her driving with
Nathan-in answer to n sudden and
urgent appeal from Nathan's sister
Henry had given her one swift look.
proud and stung. and had turned on
hs heel following in the dust of Ma
rhan's wheels.
Ms iookhad aroused her defiance. and
she would not send a word of self
llstification. He might have had more
attn IN her-she had expected to be
nome long before IL was time for his
visit. And so, as young hearts are
prone to pride. the note was never
written. the word was never spoken
Justly as Henry was entitled to it-and
weeks and months glided into years, till
lhusa was 40.
henry had married his cousin. a
Aeaiher-brained. selfish creature, whose
1"h folly and vanity brought on her
teaih a few years later. Now he lived
" his childless home. with n hired farm
'py and a bustling housekeepcr. On
inter evenings. sitting alone by the
.Fei the thought of his early love some
neS rItted across his mind. and he
NV sorry for her struggles. both be-
we p after the death of her father.
nat a mans pride is a hard possession
az what You may about the obsti-
Aaey ora woman-and Henry Gleason's
NJ y the granite Of his native New
england hills.
ihnSa went into the house. stirred
ne nre assL filed the kettle. Her
~ro'her was hemming piIlowcases in
ne tiny sitting-room beyond. and
aied out. as she heard her daughters
movements:
there's . few OF those stewed
prunes IN the buttery. Thusa. Couldn't
ave them for supper instead OF in .
Pc seem to crave something Besides
~ ana bread and butter. But it's just
as you say"
~ course We will have them for
lppsr. " You want them. mother
a'u ihusa- II don't know a. I want
spend time tomorrow rolling out .