Year: 1874


school used to pause to hear her read her
Bible verse, thought the charm lay in her plea !
SAINT voice, or could there be any magic i'll the |
clean, spicy scent of Burgundy roses with
which the house was always filled? The men,
when questioned, really seemed to have no
definite idea of the woman; one "liked her
because she was quiet" another because " her
handshake was as firm and genuine as a
mans, another for her merry laugh.


In the meantime they all carried their Sc.
crets to her; the very classmates of the Noyes
boys wrote to her about their college scrapes
that she night " see father and mother about
it, and beg them off,. She had queer fol-
lowing OF women, too, shabby widows and
fashionable bellies and poor seamstresses-y0u
we're just as likel y to find one at the table as
the other. She had not the least perception
OF class distinctions, owing perhaps to those
Quaker grand, fathers who measured the world
and all in it by ideas. She had, too, different
rates OF value from ours with regard to other
things. Mrs. flaming uncOnsciously ranked
herself high in the scale of being because of
her priceless brio a brac, and portfolio of proofs
before letters. Mrs Dode also surrounded
herself with old china and pictures, bat was
indifferent about it she did not carry her lit
tie luxuries with the uneasy vanity of a
workman in his Sunday shirt. Art and wealth
had been ordinary appliances of her mother $
family for generations. She took no more
notice as to whether man was rich or poor in
such things than whether he came to her
gloved or ungloved.


Somebody was sure to bring every foreign
traveller to the doctor house whether it was
prince, novelist, or poet Mrs. Dole welcomed
them to her ordinary table and habits, not
concerning herself to inquire if they were used
to palace or hOvel; and they in turn for
a., IL Al. n I
IN English fashion, or how she dealt with
her ees.


6 | wish you to judge of us by our represen-
tative women" Mrs. Tanning said to one of
those tourists while they were dining at the
doctors, and not by negative characters =


But he could look at nobody but the hOmely
little woman at the head of the table "Ah,
madam, he cried, there are so many repre-.
sentative women But the old story tells us OF
how Prince Charming married the good fairy,
and by her had family of but few children,
all of whom were born in the light Of tho
moon and | meet one now and then in this
country or in that. When | find one OF them,
then look no further,


1t was quite natural that Mrs. Dode, having
lived in so negative way, without making
any mark or bruit in the world, should die il
the same fashion. 1t appears that while she
seemed IN health some secret symptoms led hel
to consult a physician. She went to New
York to do this, saying nothing to her hus
band, and ther0 learned that she had but a
short time to live Whatever grief she may
have felt she showed none and told nobody hel
secret. When she came back the home lif,
went on in its usual merry fashion. Dick unC
Joe both brought their brides home that win
ter. DIR. Moves, who had grown younger aud
more energetic every year since his marriage
was busted with some experiments in electri
city, which added greatly to his reputation
Mrs. Dode did not change her habits in tn,
least. She never had been a constant church
gOer, or member Of any charitable society
and she did not become one now. 1t was re
| membered afterwards that she remained Ou
longer in the morning on her rounds anon


the poor, and that she had a print which wa
in her chamber rehung so that she could see


when she woke in the morning. lit was tn


Head crowned with thOrns)


In June her husband was invite to Bait


more to an anniversary celebration, in whic


him and cried when he was going. " If 20


need me Dode, will stay with you" he said


tenderly. She hesitated little, and the


raised herself, smiling. mo, it will be pie;


santer for you there said she "snly gooC
bye once more, dear" She went to bed


usual that night. In the morning they fOun
her dead, her cheek resting on her hand,
half smile on the freckled face her otht
hand, tightly closed, was lying on her hear
and they found in it bit of the hair of I'll
little dea1-born baby that came to her yea
ago, whose head had never rested on h,
bosom. The morning sun shone brightly ov,
her, and the room was filleUapath the perfuu
of fresh roses.-iScribner.