The Falls City tribune., 1905-02-10

of the consumptive.
81 have been very i'll for six weeks,
and during all that time | watched
your little house from my window at
the hotel and in lieu of other diversion
| found myself weaving all sorts of
dream pictures about it. Somehow,
| formed an attachment for the place,
and resolved that so soon as my
strength permitted I'd pay 1t my re-
spects. My husband is most solicit
tous and guards me as carefully as a
mother does her child. Business call
ed him to town to-day and-well, you
know the old adage, when the cats
away | am afraid, however, l shall
pay dearly for my outing rs I'm tired
to exhaustion"
The moutaineer rose hastily.
Let me fix you a DRAM" she said,
politely. I've got a full pint that
hain't lever been teched, and it's fine,
too! Nothin' is more peartenin' than
a little licker!" Her guest smilingly
declined the generous offer, and the
hostess went on:
Yer orter take it regular-yer so
pun IOOhIIS anu ydiltI! III yer u
stay out here in the mountings and
take off them tight fixings, yerd soon
git stout like me-"
80, do you think so?" the visitor in
terposed. My husband thoroughly
dislikes the country-the mountains
being his pet a~version-but he'd glad
ly sacrifice business, society, every
tbg,- 30 bo,ro 49, hon1th ,o-,oro1 NH
thought Of having to leave John, of
the probability Of another being en-
shrined in his heart is ~unspeakably
m%addening! | can't bear it,"
She covered her face with her
small, jeweled hands and wept softly.
The mountain woman went over and
laid a rough hand on the golden hair.
Thar now" she said, gently. Don't
take IN SO, bekase that won't hep
it none. EFF wishes wuz hay stacks
we'd all have plenty of feed fur our
nags this winter Fur that matter,
you may outlive all Of us yit. 'Tain't
the puniest that dies fust-that's a sot
fact"
The mountaineer resumed her seat
by the fireplace and relighted her pipe
in silence.
Honey" she said, after putting al
the pipe till it was drawing" salts
factorlly, yer don't know what trou
BILE is. Death is bad, I'll allow, but
thar's things a sight wuss"!
Her guest looked up i%nquiringly.
rs it possible that trouble pene
trates even hcre?" she asked.
Lord, child! | hain't never knowC
"You-uns who live in cities and dress
in yer silks and gatins hain't no idy
how Us mounting folks has to shift
to keep soul and body together. It!
work, work, from sun up to sun down
from 'arly morning tell late at night
and then We never have nothing bu
air injlnerally In debt. We winner
not only does the cooking, washing
Orning, and raise regular herds o
children, but we're expected 10 geth
or bragh fur fire wood. cut sprouts
and work in the fields between times
80 wonder VIC git old aforc our timei
and go all Numbered over and don
look Ike nothing when We do try t
tx up-which amt often. the Lore
knows! | never got no schooling, fu
| wuZ sent TO the fields afore | wa
hardly big enough to tote a hoe, AM
thar | stayed till / wuz fourteen, wheI
| run on and married. 1t 'uz lik
jumping from the frying pan into III
fire, fur my man wuz puny and afor
= / wuz eighteen he Civ plum dow
= and | had TO make the living fur hin
and our little gal"
: She sat for some moments in dee
: abstraction.
q ut WuZ hard, but somehow | mar