Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1904-01-08

some sleep while me and the children
| cook q bite''
he took the children into the she'd
room and closed the door, A fire kim
died and supper placed on the stove,
he took down the milk pail and went
down to some matched stalls to milk
and feed the COW, the children follow
ing at his heels.
DR.. Gaines and the village preacher,
Fora PERTH, were engaged in CONVEX
sation when Fulton reached the doc
tors Office that night So it happened
that the Rev. PERTH learned Of Fulton's
sick wife. The next morning he drove
out. 1t was late in the day when he
reached the cabin, and Fulton had al
ready gone to the field.
The minister didn't remain long. At
ter speaking few words to the sick
woman and the children, he prayed
and took his departure. He saw at a
glance that other things than prayers
and wonds Of sympathy were needed.
He spent the morning visiting neigh
boring farms. When he returned home,
late that evening, tired with the days
work, he felt that it had not been in
vain.
At noon, when Fulton was told of
the preachers visit, he said nothing,
but a queer expression came on his
face. Whether of approval or resent
ment it was hard to tell.
The next morning he was clearing
away the breakfast dishes and trying
to quiet fretful child when he
CHANGED to glance out of the door. He
was almost startled. A dozen men were
hoeing industriously in the cotton
patch. He stood for some minutes re-
garding them, dazed. He was not
hard man, and, touched by the unex-
pected show of kindness, tear came
into his eye; rolled down his cheek,
splashed on the plate he was drying.
In a moment he was ashamed of the
weakness and quickly brushed all
traces Of it from his eye. He hung up
the dishpan, washed the baby's face,
and entered his wife's room.
molly, Wen have company for din
ner," he said, as he began to tidy the
room. "The neighbors are hoeing in
the cotton"
There was a little smothered cry Of
joy.
"I'm so glad for you, Zeb."
Fulton picked up his hoe and walked
| toward the men. They saw him ap-
preaching. One of them stepped out to
meet him.
We've treated you shabby, Mr.. Full
ton," he began. 1--WE didn't know just
how YOU were situated till the parson
rode roun' yesterday an tole us"
I'm shore I 'preciate yore Kindness
returned Fulton, as he began to chop
into the weeds industriously.
ST low you needn't work to-day
continued the man. WED rather
you'd stay with yer wife. Wen git
over the patch gin night 'thout yore
help
Fulton threw his hoe to the fence
corner and returned to the house. Inc
wives of the men had arrived In ms
absence. When he entered the caDin
it presented the appearance OF having
undergone q general renovating. Ihefe
was snowy linen on the bed, and 1T was
wheeled to where his wife, dressed IN
clean wrapper, could look through
the sunshine across the valley. rant
color had crept into her cheeks ana
brightness into her eyes. The chii-
dren, with clean dresses and races
looked tidier than for many day. Inc
baby sat ON quilt on the floor playing
with new rag doll.
Some of the women were in the
kitchen getting dinner that they had
brought. and behind the shed he couid
hear the sound of scrup-boards as 9TH
ers busily washed the soiled cietnes
that had accumulated in the house Tor
| weeks.
Fulton glanced about him duDiously.
not knowing just how to ADJUST niilseih
| to the situation.
"Now, jest sit down by yore wire an
rest to-day" said one of the women
stepping In from the kitchen. we re
shore ashamed for bein' 30 onneign.
borly. Guess you think we've . nafu