The Newark Journal.
O. F. CRAIG, Editor. _
NEWARK- - ~t ARKANSAS.
AN ANGEL IN A
TENEMENT HOUSE.
BY H. S. KELLEK.
It had boon a pro tty hard win
tor for ilrs. Brown, tho littlo wid
ow who livod away up undor tin*
roof of tho lit t It* tonomont house
in the back court. Willi throe
mouths to till, not counting her
own—for she thought of tin* chil
dren tirst—coal high and hard to
got, rent and clothing, and now
and then some medicine, the
spring brought her but slight con
solation when she saw her Iasi
five dollars go to t In* agent for the
landlord. She turned wearily to
the pile of clothes on tin* table
and said to herself:
“It must be done, so Joe can
take it home when he conies from
school. The money will help us
out a little. Oh, dear! 1 am so
tired—”
She pressed her hand to her
brow before spreading out a skirt
with tine ruffling and dainty trim
ming, while her eyes dimmed with
the pain that throbbed back of
them. She applied the hot iron,
and stopped for a second as a
sharp pain darted through her
side, almost Taking away her
breath. Lifting the iron quickly
she gave a gasp; the pause, slight
as 1t was, was fatal to the pretty
skirt. A brown scorch tells the
story. It was too bad, and the
tired little woman sat down and
cried, and she could not help it;
the sharp pains which she had suf
fered of late had made her weak,
and the tears flowed easily.
“It is too terrible! I do not
know what to do. The lady will b<*
so angry, for it was such a fine
skirt. But I must hurry and fin
ish the rest.”
Again she plied the iron and
worked as rapidly as she could;
the more swiftly she ironed tie1
more intense the pains grew.
With a great effort she finished
the work, and the pieces were
folded and placed in the basket
with the scorched skirt on top.
Then she sank into a chair, pale
and gasping, and when the three
little ones came in she was scarce
ly able to speak or move.
“Oh, mamma, are you .sick?”
cried Joe, the bright-eyed boy of
12, hastening to her side, followed
by the girls, both younger than he.
“V—yes, dear; go with the bas
ket to the lady's home, Joey. I ant
sick, dearie, so sick. Tell—tell
the ladvthat I—I scorched one of
—of the skirts, but I will—will
make it good when—” Her head
fell back and her eyes closed. The
children were scared and began
to cry; but Joe pulled the chair
close to the bed, and with the help* :
of the little girls got his mother
upon it. Then he ran downstairs
for Mrs. Murphy, who lived in the
basement, and who was his best
friend in the tenement house, be
cause he had always Iteen good to
her l'atsey, the boy who died a
couple of months before.
“The poor little mother! She’s
fainted—and 1 don't wonder, bye.
She don’t ate half enough to kape
the life in her little body. Kun
for the doctor, quick, sonny.”
When the doctor came Mrs.
Brown had revived and was sit
ting tip, pale and weak.
“Nourishment, my dear woman,
is what you need; soups, meat,
and a little good wim—and lots
of rest; above all things, rest. If
you follow my instructions you
will come out all right.”
“That's right, doctor, dear; but
it’s purthy hard work for a poor
lady like me friend to stop for rest
when she hain't got the time, you
see,” uttered Mrs. Murphy, with a
toss of her head.
“No doubt, no doubt. But this
lady must have rest, must have
good nourishing food or—or she
will not need either soon,” said
the doctor, as he made up some
powders. Little Joe, in the mean
time, seeing that ltis mot Lor was
in good Lands, had gone away
with 1 ho basket. Tito doctordrew
on his gloves and looked front Mrs.
Murphy to Mrs. Brown ;ts ho hes
itated with liis hand on the door
knob. The quick Irish sense of
the good lady who lived in the
basement took in tin* situation at
uliee, and she said, its she jmt her
hand under her apron: “Don t
bother about having a bill broke,
Mrs. Brown; it’ll delay the doctor.
1 iow much is it, kind sir !
••< )ne dollar. '
“It's worth it, sir; here you are,
and thanks to you for your kind
ness,” uttered the tine old woman,
as she handed out a bill and bowed
the medical man from the room
with tin air that would have
i graced a lady of high degree. Be
! fore turning again to the pale
faced little woman in the chair.
Mrs. Murphy wiped her eyes with
the corner of her apron. \\ hy she
did this no one knows but she,and
you and J—and, of course, Bod.
She was a hard worked woman,
who had spent more time with her
eyes to the floor than she had with
titem lifted to ihe sky where the
clouds float, and where the stars
twinkle. Only Mrs. Murphy, a
scrub-woman, with a back bent al
most like a bow; with hands
warped and distorted out of shape
by toil, hard toil. But she was an
angel—God bless her! And God
keeps her goodness close to the
right side of His good book. He
never overlooks such as she,
though the puny parasites that
deem themselves far above her
pass her by without a single
thought, and would scorn to touch
the hand so worn and distorted.
Though mortals may forget her,
< lod never dot's.
Mrs. Murphy was standing in
the lower hall when little .Joe re
turned. There were tears in his
eyes and he paused before start
ing up the stairs.
"Back, Joey, me bye?"
A whimper was the only re
sponse. She reached out her hand
and drew the boy into her room.
“Crying, Joey? N\ hat s the mat
ter, sonny? Don't cry, dearie—
how like me I’atsey you look.
The lamb ever had tears in his
eyes. Joey, what's the matter?
The boy with the empty basket
dangling from his arm said, sadly:
-The lady said my mamma was
a wretch for spoiling her pretty
skirt."
-What, and your poor mother
almost dead with work 1
-I told her how sorry mamma
was, and that she would make it
all right when she could work—
“And what then?"
-She threw the clothes on the
floor and jumjted on them ’
“For the love of God! A ml the
likes of her lives on the high-toned
avenue!” And Mrs. Murphy
threw up her hands in horror.
-And then she pushed me
out—”
-But the pay for the work?”
“She said tin* skirt was spoiled
and that she would not pay for
doing the work."
-Curse her!” Sharp and clear
the t wo words fell as Mrs. Murpliy
stood there with one hand uplift
ed. Then her eyes fell upon the
seared face of the boy. and a soft
ness came over her face as her
hand fell to her side again, and she
uttered, in a different tone: “1
lake it back. What has the likes
of me, me a common scrubwoman,
to judge that woman, when God
will do it all in 11 is good time?
live, can you kape a sacret?”
-Maybe; 1 don’t know,” re
sponded Joe.
-God love you, Joey! You must
never tell your poor mother what
the fine lady said or done. It
i would kill the dear woman, wake
as she is wid worry, see?”
-Oh! Mrs. Murphy, what would
we do without mamma?”
-Hush, dearie, and don’t cry,
above all. The wash and ironing
is one dollar fifty—big figgers;
but yer mother was an artist wid
the hot iron for them fine rufflings
and tucks. Yer mother must think
tlftit the lady was very sorry
Yer mother must think that the
lady sends the one dollar fifty
here each wake; do ye see?”
l,I—I don't know.”
“You must know. Yer mother
must not be bothered wid worry.
Each wake you’ll come into me
room for the money.”
"Must 1 tell mamma a story,
Mrs. Murphy?”
“God forgive me for tempting
the poor little lamb,” thought the
kind woman as she took him to
her bosom. ‘‘.Joey, it is all right,
and 1 would not tell you a fairy
story for the world. Will you
come for the money each wake—
and kape the sacret between you
and me?”
“If you say it is right. Mrs. Mtir
phy."
“It is right—because yer moth
er must not worry, and she must
live and get strong and well.”
“I will do as you sav, you are so
kind—”
“Here, me bye, is the one fifty.
Hun up and cheer the good lady.”
After pushing the boy from the
little room she fell upon her knees
and prayed to the good Lord to
forgive her for tempting one of
11 is lambkins to do wrong. “But
he was so good to me little Pat
set' that is gone—me darling, me
heart's core, me lamb! I may b< j
doing wrong, good Lord, 1 may be
doing wrong! The priest will tell
me tomorrow all about it. I don't
want to do wrong, good Lord. But
he loved me Patsevso!”
*•
The next morning when the old
scrubbing woman emerged from
a tiny nook in a small church over
which the cross shone her face
was shining and bright. There
was no sign of wrong-doing upon
it. and as she lifted her eyes to
hire sky she made the sign of the
cross upon her breast and
went her way with never a
I thought of doubt. Whether Mrs.
Murphy did wrong or not i i
cannot say. Canyon? Her lit
tie weekly offerings—the great se
cret between her and doe—tided
over things, and fitter the family
! up under the roof were abb* to see
better davs and to go a wav. As
for Mrs. Murphy, she still scrubs
on and on—to her path of glory.
It will b<* near to God's throne,
though some of us may not think
she took tie* proper way to get
there. God is the judge—nor
weak mortals.— X. O. Times-Hem
ocrat.
Curious Use for Balloons.
Tin- French naval engineer. Re
naud. rails attention to tin- fact
that a captive balloon rising to a
certain height may lie employed
to discover the presence of rocks
beneath the surface of the water.
Every sailor knows that in certain
parts of the sea shallows can be
detected in time by the coloring
of the water. From certain
heights the shallows are shown
still more plainly, as, for instance,
from the hills surrounding theen
trance to Brest. From this if fol
lows that front a captive balloon
at ;t certain height above thesur
I face, especially in waterways con
! taining many submarine rocks
arid tortuous channels, shallows
| can be located with the eye, and
better still through photography.
At a meeting of a phonographic
society recently it was stated that
to write stenographieally at tin*
rate of 150 words a minute in
volves hearing on an average 750
distinct sounds—consonants and
vowels—in* the course of every
minute, and managing to repre
sent or indicate 111} sounds every
second. Writing at lit 10 words per
minute means hearing about 1,000
sounds in 00 seconds, and repre
senting or indicating rather more
than 10 in every second.
A violin owned by a resident of
North London consists of the
greater part of a human skull,
over which is stretched a piece of
sheepskin acting as the sound
board. The finger hoard is formed
of a human thigh bone, whilst the
I«*gs were once the small bones of
the hand of a South African na
tive.
Reduced to Figures.
Grewsome Violin.
His Signature.
_ “Charming! Exquisite! Perfectly de
lightful!” she exclaimed, peering through
her sturers at the young artist's latest
picture.
”1 .un glad you like it,” he said, with
becoming modesty.
“Like it? Could anybody help liking
it? So original! That queer little ani
mal with the funny long legs in the right
hand foreground! What a delicious con
ceit! How can you imagine such impos
sible things. Mr. D'Auhre?”
'I'm er you mean this?” he asked,
pointing to the strange thing in the low
er corner.
‘‘Yes, of course.”
“Er- uh that is my signature, mad
am.”—Brooklyn Eagle.
A Peculiar Case.
Bridgeport, Ala., April 2oth.—A re
maikabie case and one which has puzzled
a great many people is reported here.
It is the ease of a lady who evidently
came very nearly having paralysis. Her
name is Mrs. Martha Glasscock, and she
tells the following interesting story: —
”1 was afflicted with a tingling sensation
in my flesh and bunting in the soles of
iny feet and at tunes i would be chilly
and my feet and legs would feel as it
they had gone to sleep. 1 suffered in
this way for over six years. I was very
much tun down, and did not seem able
to get anything that would do me good,
until I commenced a treatment of a new
remedy called Dodd’s Kidney Pills.
"hi a short time every symptom of my
old trouble was gone and I was feeling
better and stronger than I had for years.
I gained ten pounds in weight in three
months. 1 can cat heartily and I don't
look like the,same person. 1 feel that I
owe my life to Dodd's Kidney P.lls. 1
wish I could tell every sick woman what
they have done for me.”
PROPOSED TO A SENATOR.
Lonely Widow Makes Plea for Posi
tion of Sacred Trust in
Frank Manner.
One western senator, whose name was
mentioned in a ievent list "t eligible
widowers and bachelors of the senate,
has received an application from the
state of Kansas. The lady puts the mar
ital proposition in a ver> trank manner,
all of which she probably justifies lie
cause t*.is is leap \ear, says a Washington
exchange. >he writes:
“Dear Senator ! read you are one of
the widowers <!i "The senate who woul 1
more than likely be the one who would
be nex7*fo get married.
“Now. J write you this to ask you, if
you are not engaged to any lads if you
would consider myself as a candidate for
that sacred trust. 1 am a widow, si years
old. and slTduhl like a good and loving
husband, one 1 could love and trust. I
find life too lonesome to live without a
good man.
"You may think this very impertinent
in me to write you. but I assure \ou I am
no adventuress, only one who is’sd lonely,
and there are no eligible men in this
town.
"I will wait with patience your an
swer: then I will tell you more of myself
and who I am.’
The senator’s response to this tender
missive was written by his secretary, who
is an unfeeling man and fijly capable of
(damming the door in the face <■! hope.
Well Timed.
"That was a great sermon you preac hed
this morning, said the old deacon, "and
it was well-timed, too.”
"Yes,” rejoined the parson, with a deep
ligh, "I noticed that.’
"Noticed what?” asked the puzzled dea
con.
“That several of the congregation looked
at their watches frequently,"' answered tine
good man. with another deep sigh. Chi
cago Daily News.
A precious thing is all the more precious
to us it it has been won by work or econo
my.—John Husk in.
HAS A SAY.
The School Principal Talks About
Food.
The Principal of a High School in
a flourishing Calif, city says:
“For 23 years I worked in the school
with only short summer vacations. 1
formed the habit of eating rapidly,
masticated poorly which coupled with
my sedentary work led to indigestion,
liver trouble, lame back and rheuma
tism.
“L'pon consulting physicians some
doped me with drugs, while others pre
scribed dieting and sometimes l got
temporary relief, other times not. For
12 years I struggled along with this
handicap to my work, seldom laid up
but often a burden to myself with
lameness and rheumatic pains.
“Two years ago I met an old friend,
a physician who noticed at once my
out-of-health condition and who pre
scribed for me an exclusive diet of
Grape-Nuts, milk and fruit.
“I followed his instructions and in
two months I felt like a new man with
no more headaches, rheumatism or
liver trouble and from that time to
this Grape-Nuts has been my main
food for morning and evening meals,
am stronger and healthier than I have
been for years without a trace of the
old troubles.
“Judging from my present vigorous
physical and mental state I tell my
people Methuselah may yet have to
take second place among the old men,
for I feel like I will live a great many
more years.
“To all this remarkable change in
health I am indebted to my wise friend
and Grape-Nuts and I hope the Postum
Co. will continue to manufacture this
life and health giving food for several
centuries yet, until I move to a world
where indigestion is unknown.” Name
given by Postum Co., Battle Creek,
Mich.
Ask any physician what he knows
about Grape Nuts. Those who have
tried it know things.
“There’s a reason.”
Txtok in each pkg. for the famous
i little book, “The Road to Wellville.”
hospital secrets.
A Nurse Says: “ Pe-ru-na is a
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effects of any serious illness.
“I have seen it used in a number of
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eral other tonics used, but I found that
those who used Peruna had theqnickest
relief.
“Peruna seems to restore vitality,
increase bodily vigor and renew health
and strength in a wonderfully short
time.”—MRS. KATE TAYLOR.
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announced Ins willingness todirect the
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