Norwich bulletin., 1913-03-01
MARGARET CLINTON's LESSON

| second or third in her heart, where l he had always reigned first; and felt 1 that both he and his little son were 1 often neglicted when their interests l and that of the progressfves clashed. Still he made no protest, hoping that Margaret must soon tire of publicity and return to her domestic duties.
 The crisis came one chilly night in late autumn The air was frosty and crisp, and as Henry Clinton walked briskly on his homeward way, visions of light and warmth and a substantial meal advanced through his mind. h. stead of the cheery welcome he expect ed, however he found a cheerless re- ception, an unlfghted house, a gloomy chill in the rooms, ne evening meal prepared. while little Harry sat weep ing on the porch, cold and hungry and staying his sobs only to give vent to a hoarse cough which showed plain ly enough that he needed care and at tention What man, patient though he were but would have resented such treatment. and Henry Clinton was not the most patient man in the world.
 Gathering up the poor child in his arms. he entered his desolate house, and began to right matters within as apidly as he could unaided by the delft hands of his wife. The evening meal was we'll towards completion when Margaret entered, tired and worn, with her unusual experience and irritable because conscious smit
 
 tested that she did not realize the lateness of the hour, that she was in attendance at a lecture by a noted speaker, a woman of high position, who was devoting herself to the cause, and at the close of the address she was oyer-persuaded to be one of the escort to a fashionable hotel where reception was given to the lecturer.
 q did not want to go "she said, but Mrs. BIumenthal seemed to ex- pect it of me, and I did not like to give offence. You don't miad. do you. Henry? for it now dawned upon her that her husband had not greeted her in his customary manner. Then liar rvs sharp cough caught her ear, and she exclaimed, T do hope Harry has not taken cold. It was mild in the middle of the day that I perhaps did not dress him warmly enough I shall never forgive myself if he has croup tonight" and the tears came to her eyes as her motherly love was stirred at the childs condition.
 But it was not croup that followed in Harry's case. Before morning physician was called for the child, and pneumonia developed in spite of all his efforts to ward off that dreaded ailment. Long weeks of illness follow ed before his recovery became certain, and many anxious days and nights were the portion of the fond parents. Margaret felt herself responsible to a large extent for the child's illness, and thankful indeed was she. when Harry was pronounced out of danger. By his bedside she resolved that never again could her desire for popularity blind her to her home duties. Mean
 time her answer to all calls for out side work was NO, I have learned my lesson. My pleasure as well as my duty lies here in my home. I am happier as a heme-abiding wife and mother than I ever could be in politi- cal life, and I am sure it is better for &ho@ %a 1fb
 bilious than I. My sphere is at home and IS high enough for me" Truly her lesson was thoroughly learned.
 AN ILLER.