Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1909-06-16
She Needed a Rest
Mrs. Brown Was on the Verge
of Nervous Prostitution.

Mrs. brown signed, ISdHSu weakly
against him and murmured that she'd
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
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 hockey, p'raps
you'll quit juggling trunks and lifting
bookcases to look for a nickel that's
slid under 'em,r and act like a woman
with at least an ounce of sense!" said
Mr.. Brown, excitedly.
'Lemme get out at a subway sta
tion," said Mr.. Brown, "and you go
home and get to bed. And stick there.
Don't cry like that, Pussy. Pm only
repeating what I've said before. You
mustn't do so much"
1t was 10 a. III.
'I'll just stop at the butchers and
have it out with him about those I'M
speakably scrawny chickens he sent"
| she decided, land that's the only job
l shall do"
After a long argument with the
butcher she returned home.
DIR. Murray ordered absolute quiet
for me, Bessie" she Informed her
maid, $50 l shall lie down all day. l
guess he's right. / need rest. We
women go on until we drop. Men
stop if they have pain in their little
| 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.
81 hardly teched it," said she, IAN
! off it come. It's the thing with holes,
what the water spurts outer"
Mrs. Broan remained still three
minutes. Then she arose and went
20 look for herself
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. (Mr. Brown was
paying the janitor of their house three
dollars a month to do odd jcbs.')
Good land, look how paint was
dripped on the outside of the tub!" ex-
claimed Mrs. Brown.
She procured sharp knife, some
turpentine, and a cloth. After spend
ing As minutes, with her back bent
and her head swimming, she straight
ened and viewed the result.
I've been meaning to take that
paint off for weeks" she remarked.
Of course, it don't show, still knew
it was there, and / cannot bear not
I'll rest all the afternoon, and you
can bring a cup of tea to me-"
In ten minutes the tea was at her
bedside. One sip, and Mrs. Brown dis
covered that the grocer had sent orange
pokee instead of English breakfast
She tumbled into dressing gown and
rushed to the telephone, whence, ex-
| hausted but triumphant after scolding
somebody holly, she returned to bed,
| bearing fashion magazine.
80, goody, panels are coming I'M"
she exclaimed. 81 can change my
Nile green by using a net overskirt
and the cream applique from my old
satin, and the panel and sleeves can
be of this all-over lace 1 bought nine
years ago. I was sure it would be
handy for something. It's in the
| steamer trunk, under the four big
ones, in the spare room. Or it is in
the box with the hat trimmings. /
put it away in the fall of 1899, when 1
went to Europe-yes, it's the steamer.
Bessie! Come and help me-"
The two each weighing about 115,
sailed resolutely to the trunk-room.
With apparent ease chow often had
they gone through with a similar per-
formance) they brought a tier of
trunks to the floor and knelt beside
the steamer.
Bessie went back to her ironing.
while Mrs. Brown sat on the floor and
cut out the new panel. Next she
ripped the Nile-green gown and basted
the panel in place.
CHANGING up, she noted that the
careless hand of Mr.. Brown had put
books belonging to various sets in the
wrong shelves of the bookcase. 1t was
a good time to remove all the books,
and change them from case to case,
in order to make the room look diff
ferent.
Mr.. Browns key sounded in the out.