Evening star., 1911-06-11

come for you at once. There is no woman
like you in this whole wide world. VINO
else has so much talent. with so little
conceit: so much literature, with so little
nonsense; so much reputation. with so
little affectation; so much enterprise, with
SO little eXtrava gance; SO much tongue,
with so little scold; so much sweetness.
with So little softness; SO much of so
many things and SO little of so many
other things"
And this fond husbands devotion was
more than reciprocated by his talented
wife, as is proved by the letters she wrote
her husband while she was absent from
home.
Il was telling Belle only yesterday"
she wrote her husband once. that l did
not know till l came away how dependent
l am upon you for information. There
are a thousand favorite subjects which
can discuss with you better than with
any one else, and If you were not already
my dearly beloved husband I should GER
tainly fall in love with you"
On account of their extreme poverty
Mrs. Stoves existence was anything but
a comfortable one during the first years
Of her married life. About a year after
the publication Of Uncle Toms Cabin"
she was asked by an English writer to
give some facts concerning herself. her
frankness. she replied:
ITO begin then, | am little bit of
woman. as thin and dry a pinch of
snuff never very much to look at in my
best days, and looking like a used-up article
now. / was married when I was twenty
five to a man rich in Greek and Hebrew,
Latin and Arabic, but, alas. rich in moth
ing else. When | went to housekeeping my
entire stock of china for parior and
kitchen was bought for $11. That lasted
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was married and brought his bride to visit
me. I then found. on review, that I had
neither plates nor teacups to set the
table for my fathers family. Wherefore
/ thought best to reinforce the estab-
lshment by getting me a tea set that
cost $40 more. and this, / believe, formed
my whole stock in trade for some years.
But then l was abundantly enriched
with wealth of another sort. I had two
little curly headed twin daughters to be-
gin with, and my stock in this line has
gradually increased. till l have been the
mother of seven children, the most beau
tiful and the most loved of whom lies
buried near my Cincinnati residence 1t
was at his dying bed and at his grave
that / learned what poor slave mother
must feel when her child is torn away
from her. In those depths of sorrow
which seemed to me immea surable, 1t
was my only prayer to God that such an
guish might not be suffered in vain.
There were circumstances about his death
seemed almost cruel suffering. that l fell.
that j could never be consoled for it. lIn-
less the crushing of my own heart might
enable me to work out some great good
for others"
For nearly fifteen years after her mar
riage Mrs. Stoves life was a desperate
and continual struggle against poverty.
So poor were she and her husband that
at one time they were glad to receive aid
from charitable people. From sense of
duty, however, both Prof. and Mrs. Stowe
remained at Lane Theological Seminary,
bearing all sorts of privatjons, struggling
with ill-health and poverty. feaAng
through epidemicsr of cholera and small
pox with Christian fortitude and grace
But not until they saw Lane Theological
Seminary lifted from the depths Of poverty
TO affiuence did they leave. Then. ac-
cepting the professorship Of natural and
revealed religion at Bowdoin College,
Prof. Stowe moved with his family to
Brunswick. Me. where pr1vations and
hardships ceased and better days dawned.
1t was just one year after reaching her
new home in the east and two months
after the vision appeared to Mrs. Stowe