Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1900-07-22

when you wanted to wash your feet,
and you've never found me without
stickin salve fur sore fingers. I've
nursed you through collie and sot up
with you through fever You've never
had to tell me my bread was heavy or
the biscuit tasted of saleratus. And
when I'm laid away, Samuel, you'll re-
member that l wore the same bonnet
and shawl for Il years and that |
allus made pair of shoes last three
years. Haven't I done purity well all
things considered?"
ar Gallup might have agreed with
her, but if he did he didn't say so
aloud. He crossed his legs the other
way and scratched the other heel, and
when Mrs Gallup could restrain her
tears, she observed:
Il amt leavin this house the way
some wives would, Samuel. When
am gone, you'll find your shirts and
socks and everything in the usual
place, and you won't have to sew on
button. I'll even scald out the teapot
and scour out the dishpan if l have
time If angels can look down from
heaven, then l want to look down and
see that I've left everything in order.
| want to ask you about angels. Sam
uel. Are they old or young angels,
or are they sorter mixed up? VIII
be set back 80 or 40 years, or will be
an old woman angel?"
She directly at Mr.. Gallup and
waited for a reply, but he was reading
how to make a hammock out of
-four barrel, and he paid no heed TO
the question:
And are angels purity, Samuel?"
she continued after a while. 1--WE new
fell out of the winder, but if I've got
to be an angel | want my face made
over as soon as l get there. I'm not
goin to be p'inted out fur my homeli-
ness as l fly around. If l was, l know
I'd make up faces at some CT EN-.
viii | be changed in the twinklin of
an eye and made as purity as the rest
of 'em?"
Something like smile fitted over
the face of Mr.. Gallup, but it was prob
ably caused by the article he was read
ing.
And about the music, Samuel? I
can't play on no harp without lessons.
have never even seen a harp. When
we was first married, used to pIay
on the accordion fur you, but it was
awful poor playin', and you soon got
SICK OF it. 1t it goin to be expected
that l kin fly right up to heaven and
begin playin on a harp the very first
thing? If it is. then | dunno as I
want to die. | never could abear havin
folks laugh at me. An the singin.
Samuel-the singin! My voice is crack
ed, and l sing through my nose, and is
that goin on up there? l s'pose |
could walk around with a robe on and
talk and visit, but l can't sing nor
play and they needn't expect it. Sam
uel, shall we talk about whether you'd
better take a second wife or not?
Sometimes l think you had, and some
times L think you hadn't. What do
you Think"
Mr.. Gallup turned from the ham
mock article to one on natural gas in
ohio, and he extended his legs again
and prepared to digest it thoroughly.
It might have occurred to him that
Mrs. Gallup was in the room and that
she or some one else was talking to
him, but he answered not. The min
utes had gone by when he finished the
article and looked up and around as if
he had suddenly missed something
Mrs. Gallup lay curled I'D on the
lounge fast asleep, and in the corner
OF each eye still glistened a big tear.
A HAPPY MARRIAGE