The log cabin Democrat. [volume] (Conway, Ark.) 1908-current, 1920-05-10

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and some used coffee grounds For
herself, well, she was not hungry, al
though no sound food had passed her
lips in over a week. She tidied up her
bed and built a tiny fire in the chill
dren's bed room, with the few sticks
she had picked up on returning from
seeking employment An, then was
she drained to the last bitter dregs
her cup of NORWOOD and gall. But
who wanted a poor, broken woman
who was 50 weak from lack of food
that she could scarcely move around.
Refusal after refusal she had borne
until now she knew there was no use
trying any more. She knew how TO
do nothing and cared for nothing eX-
cetp to see her children cared for and
then to die peacefully
At 9 o'clock the man came who was
to buy her slverware and after the
usual dickering paid her paltry sum
that was barely enough to cover he
interest on the mortgage. Again he
asked her to sell the portrait of her
! husband and gave her such a tempt
inf offer that the poor woman hardly
had strength to refuse She told him
| to come back that afternoon and per
haps she might accept. This was her
last and most cherished possession and
she dared not think about parting with
it. AT 3 that afternoon the agent
came to collect the interest on the
mortgage and to her utter conster-
nation she found that she did not have
quite enough to pay for this, much
less buy the food she had planned.
When this ordeal was over she sank
down IN chair oVercame by grief and
heartache only to be aroused by the
cries of her children, crying for the
food she could not give them. The
very thought of it made her frantic
and she sent word post-haste for the
man to come and get the picture. She
wandered into the rom for last long
look at the picture she loved so we'll
and there the men found her on her
knees, her body racked with dry sohs
She rose and turned her back as the
men began loosening the frame from
the wall. She half turned at startled
exclamation of the one on the ladder
and there swung the picture, held up
by neatly concealed hinges and ex-
of neatly folded papers. And here it
was that the miraculous happened
When she examined these papers she
found two five thousand dollar insur-
ance policies with premiums paid up
to the date of her husbands death and
Eve Barrow named as beneficiary in
both. Ten thousand dollars hers and
she who had gone hungry and been
forced to part with all she held dear
in life; the irony of it. The sheer JOY
of such an unexpected occurrence
overcame her and just like the eternal
woman she tainted into the arms of
the nearest man.
The sky was fiery with the golden
glory of June sunset and soft
breeze sutfused the atmosphere with
the clinging sweetness of the honey
suckle and the jasmine. Father Time
is a great healer of wounds and the
woman who sat on the porch Of the
Barrow home could give testimony 20
this fact. Two rosy checked children
played at the mothers feet and the
contented expression on her face was
good to see. She glanced toward the
far off blaze of color with eyes shat
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An After word.
In your own drama of every day
life are you playing the role that Bar
row seemed to have played? Are yol
one of those unseeing creatures who
claim to be men and vet dare - ,,t
your loved ones face the future with
out protection? Do not be a Stacker.
play the game square. buv that DoIicv
YOU have been figuring on SO long
Life is too short and security too
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