Bisbee daily review., 1909-06-23
She Needed a Rest Mrs. Brown Was on the Verge
 of Nervou, Prosraton.

of Dr. Murray's house, while Mrs. Brown received medical advice. Mrs. Brown sighed. leaned weakly against him and murmured that shed tell him as soon as he had finished di- recting the chauffeur.
 Its a wonder I'm not in . hospital right now. he says" she continued. Il have missed nervous prostration by a hairs breadth. and if I'm not very. very careful, I'll get it yet Perhaps i'll die. too"
 A sob left her.
 | People are dying like everything this spring" she resumed with emo ton. from the same thing"
 Well. then. now. by hokey. p'raps you'll quit juggling trunks and lifting bookcases to look for nickel that's slid under 'em. and act like woman with at least an ounce of sense." said | Mir. Brown. excitedly. ''Lemme get cut at a subway sta tion." said Mir. Brown, and you go home and get to bed And stick there. Don't cry like that, Pussy I'm only | repeating what I've said before. You mustn't do so much" It was 10 a. m.
 'rll just stop at the butchers and have it out with him about those un- | speakably scrawny chickens he sent she decided, "and that's the only job | shall do.'
 After long argument with the l butcher she returned home. | "Dr Murray ordered absolute quiet | for me. Bessie she informed her i maid. so I shall lie down all day. | guess he's right 1 need rest. We women go on until we drop. Men stop if they have a pain in their little 1 finger
 | And they got very little sympathy for females said Bessie, dejectedly. Little they realize how we feel They couldn't go through with what we do and never even men ton, because we're accustomed to being wretched, continued Mrs. Brown.
 They wouldn't understand. any. way" said Bessie. with angry resent ment.
 Twenty minutes after she had re. \ tired to her room Bessie appeared to report that the top of the shower bath had fallen.
 T hardly teched it." said she. ''an of it come. It's the thing with holes, what the water spurts cater"
 Mrs. Brown remained still three minutes. Then she arose and went to look for herself. l Its come unsoldered.' she said | get the hammer and some string I'll stand on the edge of the bath and fix it'
 bath in good shape. .fMr. Brown was paying the janitor of their house three dollars month to do odd iobs.)
 Good land. leok how paint was dripped on the outside of the tub!' ex
 claimed Mrs. Brown. She procured sharp knife. some
 turpentine. ana cloth. After spend
 ing 45 minutes. with her back bent and her head swimming, she straight
 ened and viewed the result I've been meaning to take tha paint of for weeks" she remarked : Of course. it don't show. still l knev
 it was there. and I cannot bear no ? to have house as it should be. Now
 I'll rest all the afternoon, and yo' can bring cup of tea to me" In ten minutes the tea was at he
 bedside. One sip. and Mrs. Brown dis
 covered that the grocer had sent orang'
 pokee instead of English breakfast
 She tumbled into dressing gown ant
 rushed to the telephone. whence. ex hausted but triumphant after scoldini
 somebody hotly, she returned to bed
 bearing a fashion magazine. n 70, goody. panels are coming in!
 she exclaimed. T can change m. |, Nile green by using a net oyerskir and the cream applique from my oil s satin, and the panel and sleeves ca
 be of this ail-oyer lace I bought min n years ago. I was sure it would f handy for something It's in tn
 steamer trunk, under the four bi ,- ones, in the spare room. Or it is 1 ' the box with the hat trimmings.
 put it. away in the fall of 1899, when n went to r,urope-yes. it's the steame e Bessie, Come and help me-
 The two. each weighing about Ii! e salIied reSolutely to the trunk-roon With apparent ease thow often ha they gone through with a similar pc formanceD they brought a tier ( . trunks to the floor and knelt besid
 the steamer.
 tl Bessie went back to her ironin tt while Mrs. Brown sat on the floor an Il cut ont the new panel. Next si
 ripped the Nile-green gown and haste o the panel in place
 Giancing up, she noted that ff {, careless hand of Mir Brown had p,
 books belonging to various sets in u Id wrong shelves of the bookcase. It VI s- a good time to remove all the book
 and change them from case to cas- IT, in order to make the room look al e, ferent.
 t. Mir. Browns key sounded in the ou CT door as she locked the last boo v case. Mrs. Brown bounded to b, i, room and into bed. She was lyfr st faint and white, as he softly e
 tered.
 snl "How's fathers little giriie?" a. queried. tenderly stroking her feve ,n ish forehead.
 Mrs. Brown gave a weary moan ga .I just feel as if I didn't have ! sn of strength left in my whole body os said she.
 of HE IS SO DIFFERENT.
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