anaheim-gazette 1887-03-12

THE SEASONS IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA. While the year in Southern California shows the same general divisions as in the States east of the Rocky Mountains, the causes at work as described in the last issue of the Advocate so modify and change them that only a nominal resemblance remains. The old names are given, but their forces have changed. The winter of the States is in one sense the winter of Southern California, that is, as the season of the lowest average temperature. Yet to the inhabitant of New England or of the Middle States it means a temperature far below the freezing point with vegetation dead and the land white with snow, while to the Southern Californian it means cool, pleasant days in the valleys with snow-capped mountains in the background while the sun looks down upon a land green with the new which comes to the earth with the early rains, while the orange orchards are tingling with the rich yellow of ripening fruit. A mistaken idea seems to exist throughout the last as to the character of the winter rains. This mistake seems to originate in the vivid descriptions of the tropical wet season as found in school geographies. Anywhere from the middle of November we expect the first rain. A gentle south wind sets in, clouds begin to drift across the sky and bank up along the mountain slopes, then comes the rain, and after two or three days of broken rainy weather with a rapid fall of probably two or three inches in all, fair weather returns. DISINFECTANTS. The State Board of Health recommend the following disinfectants: Roll sulphur (brimstone), for fumigation. This is a cheap and efficient substance for fumigating rooms; it is positively destructive to disease germs, when efficiently used. Sulphate of iron (copperas) dissolved in the proportion of one and a half pounds to the gallon of water, is a cheap and reliable deodorizer and antiseptic for privies, ceas pools, sewers, etc. Sulphate of zinc, in the proportion of four ounces of sulphate and two ounces of common salt to the gallon of water; is efficient and harmless for clothing, bed linen, blankets, etc. It should be used boiling hot, and the articles to be disinfected plunged into it and thoroughly boiled. Corrosive sublimate, in the proportion of a quarter of an ounce to the gallon, is an unsurpassed germicide and disinfectant, but has the disadvantage of being excessively poisonous and therefore dangerous for general use. Carbolic acid is of uncertain strength, is expensive, and experience has shown that it must be employed in comparatively large quantities to be of any use. It is also liable by its strong odor, to give a false sense of security. HOW TO USE DISINFECTANTS. 1. In the Sack Room. The most available agents are fresh air and cleanliness. The clothing, towels, bed linen, etc., should be removed from the patient, be placed in a tub of the zinc solution boiling hot if possible. JACK AND JEAN It was too funny for anyone were married. It didn't come in the least, but it was a matter to Jack and myself, of the little box of a person were actually man and wife. The Lutheran dominie, eyed not came into the cozy study. He member, that morning! They across the window garden, w flowers, and made a golden spet at Jack's feet. In front Featrice Dr Cenci, after Guidel and the sad, pathetic face hau almost seemed to speak "to Children, you are so foolish" evidently thought so too, for he elor, and questioned Jack quite Jack was manly and frank, a letter of introduction from Clark, who had known him from our dominie was satisfied. It was very solemn after all ing man and maid came in as I nudged Jack as they looked atishment, as much as to say these children want to commitness for?" But we answered that we took each other's hand, they prayed so tenderly, as if his otoned his words, and we went sunshine, past the gray church, to the hill of life together. Jack kissed me in the shadow er, although I told him he shout public street, and we turned o the rich yellow of ripening fruit. A mistaken idea seems to exist throughout the East as to the character of the winter rains. This mistake seems to originate in the vivid descriptions of the tropical wet season as found in school geographies. Anywhere from the middle of November we expect the first rain. A gentle south wind sets in, clouds begin to drift across the sky and bank up along the mountain slopes, then comes the rain, and after two or three days of broken rainy weather with a rainfall of probably two or three inches in all, fair weather returns. Within a few days the surface of the ground begins to swell with the sprouting of milious of seeds that have been lying dormant during the dry summer, and then as far as you can see over the broad plains, the earth pits on a coat of the richest green. After a few weeks of warm sunshine, with an atmosphere cleared of the summer haze until the mountains a hundred miles away stand out against, the sky like hills that are only a morning drive from your door, another rain of two or three days duration comes, or possibly in its stead occasional days of broken snowwax. About Christmas we expect what we call a winter storm; a south gale beats along the coast, great cloud banks and steadily across the sky, and as the winds die away the rain begins, and for a work or ten days each afternoon and night give more or less of a steady rain, with the mornings overcast but not rainy. When the storm is over, it has brought probably six to eight inches of rain. This storm is generally followed by a month of almost continuously clear weather, when vegetation barely leans in its rapid growth. The storm which brought volume to the valleys gave snow to the mountains, which now for hundreds of miles stood a great white wall against the sky. This is the stored up water for the next season's irrigation. It is nature's reservoir whence comes the summer flow to the rivers. Some time in February the December storm is repeated, and then lighter rains of two or three day's duration follow at intervals of several weeks until the close of the rainy season in April or May. About the time the rains cease, the spring frogs begin to creep in from the sea over the lower living plants of the coast line as described in the last issue of the Advertiser. These frogs are to vegetation a practical continuation of the rainy season. After a warm clear day the fog begins to creep in about sunset, which rests over the land like a great wet blanket during the night, clearing away shortly after sunrise. These frogs are warm and refreshing, so that it is pleasant to go out and drive in them. The frogs do not reach the higher plants back from the sea, and the footfalls along the base of the mountains. At this season invalids from the East who are sensitive to fog make their homes in the towns and health resorts away from the coast. The summer is generally cool and pleasant. Linen and cotton clothing are soldom Carbic acid is of uncertain strength, is expensive, and experience has shown that it must be employed in comparatively large quantities to be of any use. It is also habile by its strong odor, to give a false sense of security. HOW TO USE DISINFECTANTS: 1. In the Sack Room. The most available agents are fresh air and cleanliness. The clothing, bed linen, etc., should on removal from the patient, be placed in a tub of the zinc solution boiling but it possible. All discharges from the patient should either be received in vessels containing the copperas or corrosive sublimate solution, if this is impracticable, should be covered with the solution. Unnecessary furniture, especially that which is stuffed, carpets hangings, should be removed from the room at the outlet if possible; otherwise they should remain for fumigation and treatment. 2. Injugation with sulphur is the only practicable method of disinfecting the house. For this purpose the rooms to be disinfected must be vacated. Heavy clothing, blankets, holding and other articles which cannot be treated with the zinc solution, should be opened and exposed during fumigation; directed below. Close the room as tightly as possible, stopping up every crevice and keyhole; place the sulphur in iron pans supported upon bricks placed in washtubs containing a little water, set it on fire with alcohol or kerosene sprinkled upon it, and allow the room to remain closed twenty-four hours. For a room ten feet square at least two pounds of sulphur will be required; for larger rooms proportionately larger quantities will be necessary. 3. Premises, cehars, yards, stables, gutters, privies, seapools, waterboats, sowers, drains, should be liberally treated with the copperas solution; it may be cheap and effective. The copperas solution may be easily prepared by hanging a basket containing about sixty pounds of copperas in a barrel of water. 4. Body and Bedclothing—It is best to burn all articles which have been in contact with persons sick of infectious and contagious diseases. Articles too valuable to be destroyed should be treated as follows: Cotton, linen, flannels, blankets, etc., should be treated with the baking hot zinc solution; introduce pieces by pieces; secure thorough wetting, and bed for half an hour. Furs, silt, heavy woolen clothing, bedcovers and beds, which cannot be thus treated with the zinc solution, should be hung in the room during fumigation, their surfaces fully exposed, and their pockets turned inside out afterwards they should be hung in the open air—beaten and shaken. Pillows, beds, stuffed mattresses, upholstered furniture, etc., should be cut open—the contents spread out and thoroughly fumigated. Carpets are best fumigated on the floor, but should afterwards be removed to the open air and thoroughly shaken and healed. It was very solemn after man and maid came in as well I nudged Jack as they looked at ishment, as much as to say these children want to commit ness for? But we answered that we took each other's hand, they prayed so tenderly, as if his otoned his words, and we went sunshine past gray church,hill of life together. Jack kissed me in the shadower although I told him he showed public street,and we carried oward home. Jack was 20 and wonder you grow solenium and heads,you older ones,and young folks will envy us now,and by perhaps for life is aandthe bill for Jack and Jill wont. But we commenced to light hearts;we were strong and we loved each other.“Until did not seem a very hard thing from the doctor's lips. We had four roos to ourself bird-house of a tenement—kitten and two bedrooms; yet what we wanted of an extra bedroom hardly tell us we were both or Western city,far away from knew. We were alone in the world each other why not climb the hand? Jack worked in a great his day began at 7 and closed mice long evenings we had to stay and dream! To be sure Jack bake a mouth,and had many sums and subtraction to keep out of said I didn't grow poor,and my oesters certainly would not ashamed of me in that regard. Tometed to take my hair down please him-it was blonde,the c—and he called me "the Mermaid" was I by the meshes of his just a little proud of my hair child,and used to tell Jack worst came to worst.I could as bread." One evening our landlord just as I had allowed the last he required of Jack if I was a ter. "My wife,Mr.Lane," said ing. I thought it too bad that I young,but my cheeks would bask was as plump as a partridge. But that first year sobered us found fate was no sentimental facts must be faced and conquerable.I looked after the house,keting,and planned to get how dollars a month would go in prudent.The first month spent made Jack look sober,但the better,tuned until finally I was able do what I desired.Jack and I mined to lay by something if we gry;we had dreams for the fur we hardly breathed to each other;we did not live in a very ample try and cake were not always onI kept at a few things until I com- clear day the fog begins to creep in about sunset, which rests over the land like a great wet blanket during the night, clearing away shortly after sunrise. These fogs are warm and refreshing, so that it is pleasant to go out and drive in them. The fogs do not reach the higher plains back from the sea, and the footfalls along the base of the mountains. At this season invaluable from the East who are sensitive to fog make their homes in the towns and health resorts away from the coast. The summer is generally cool and pleasant. Linen and cotton clothing are soldon worn. The morning may be warm until ten o'clock, but then the air breeze sets in, and the temperature is pleasant for walking or driving. At night a blanket is necessary for comfort. Two or three times during the summer a hot spray may come, when several days the mercury at mid-day may reach 100 degrees, but generally the third evening the fog which has ceased during the hot spell rolls in again, and the heat is over. The reading of the thermometer which I have given is for Los Angeles city, eighteen miles inland. By the sea the heat would be less by 10 to 15 degrees; in the interior valleys greater by 5 to 19 degrees. In September the nights begin to grow cooler, but the middle of the day is still warm. About this time the fogs often grow lighter, and during September and October the atmosphere is marked by a dryness which is very noticeable. Then come the early winter rains again. The Way of the Transgressor. New York, March 3. A commercial reporter who has been up to Sing Sing tells how some of the more notorious inmates are getting along. Ferdinand Ward is running a little steam printing press that prints labels for cigars and tobacco packages, and notices to be posted about the prison. His mind is not on his work. His keepers say he worries all the time. Ex-Alderman Jachne is wrapping up tobacco packages for convicts. He has but one companion in the room with him. Alderman McQuade is counting shirts in the laundry department. Buddensieck, the "skin" builder, is too old and feeble to work, and spends most of his time in the hall. Occasionally he trundles a wheelbarrow around the yard, and does a little cleaning. Cowles, the book-keeper of Claflin & Co., who killed a hackman in a Broadway saloon last summer, is keeping books in the shoe shop. Brockway, the notorious forger, spends his time chiefly in the dispensary, where he reads alternately works on comparative anatomy and theology. Preventive Medicine. Dr C R Illingworth thus writes in the Medical Press: One of our great aims as physicians is to prevent disease; another is to cut short its course when developed. Our power in these directions finds full scope among that class of disorders now generally recognized as depending upon the reception, growth and development in the tissues of micro-organic life in one shape or another. By the continual suppression of the growth and development of these forms of cell life, we may indeed hope at length to erase the names of the diseases they cause from the category of those "ills that flesh is heir to." The diseases I refer to are scarlet fever, diphtheria, measles, whooping cough, rheumatic fever, chicken pox, small pox, syphilis, hydrophobia, yellow fever, et hoc genus ounce. The germicide remedy I have found to answer as a specific and prophylactic in such diseases is the bimodide of mercury given in solution of potassium iodide. In all cases of scarlatina or measles occurring in one member of a family, I put the rest upon preventive medicine. Thus, for children I prescribe as follows: Bichloride of mercury solution, one and a half ounces; iodide of potassium, one drachm; ammonio-citrate of iron, one drachm; sirup, one and a half ounces; water to eight ounces. One or two teaspoonfuls to be given three times a day. Girl's Cut This Out. Rev Sam Jones declares that "the best way to kill a man is to kill him with love." Girls, if you wish to do execution in the battle of life, remember this valuable hint. Paste it in your theater hats, ladies, and take the latter oil once in awhile to read the words of the inspired preacher. I looked after the house, dressing and planned to see how much dollars a month would go in prudent food. The first month I spent made Jack look sober, but the better, until finally I was able to do what I desired. Jack and I mined to lay by something if we grry; we had dreams for the future we hardly breathed to each other. We did not live in a very ample try and cake were not always on I kept at a few things until I could well, Jack was patient, I had a book, was blessed with common keeps bravely at it. Perhaps you are quite tired of cute, but Jack and I lived it all faith in God and each other. We little, but from that little we experience of happiness. I had a smile from my father, and when the cut dropped, the stand drawn out, and lighted—our "student," the one indulged in—the little kitchen place to be despised by people like read aloud in turn, a dictionary or reference, and an encyclopedia tune, which we prized very hard found the reading aloud a good exe we acquired valuable information through Macaulay in this way—and history, some of the British contemporary with Shakespeare, ly delighting in Christopher Marlowe Faustus," Homer's "Illiad," in translation, Mommsen's "History Of Ohio," we were very literary, Jack and first winter! We had some hot relative to the merits of the old thors, and then with all, we took We could do the grammar about there were many Germans in the middel did get on quite a little in that torturing language. You think it was all sunshine; been, I should not be telling this you. You hope Jack never broke "but he did, all the same," as a lie at my elbow says about her love, thank God, can last not death, but beyond; but the rain quite necessary in the journey to thankful for the sunshine, if for more. We were to have our share days, but no one could take away the happy remembrance of that year and pleasure. One day Jack came home in high JACK AND JILL. It was too funny for anything, but we were married. It didn't concern the world in the least, but it was a matter of no small moment to Jack and myself, as we came out of the little box of a parsonage, that we were actually man and wife. Dr. Pitcher, the Lutheran dominie, eyed us sharply as he came into the cozy study. How well I remember that morning! The sunshine fell across the window garden, with its fragrant flowers, and made a golden spot on the carpet at Jack's feet. In front of me was a Featrice Dr Cenci, after Guide, on the wall, and the sad, pathetic face haunts me yet. It almost seemed to speak "to us, saying 'Children, you are so foolish!'" Dr. Pitcher evidently thought so too, for he was a bachlor, and questioned Jack quite a while, but Jack was manly and frank, and he had a better of introduction from good old Dr. Park, who had known him from a boy, and our dominie was satisfied. It was very solemn after all. The serving man and maid came in as witnesses, and nudged Jack as they looked at us in astonishment, as much as to say. "What do these children want to commit such foolishness for?" But we answered the questions, we took each other's hand, the good doctor layed so tenderly, as if his own past had needed his words, and we went out into the sunshine, past the gray church, one, to climb the hill of life together. Jack kissed me in the shadow of the toilet, although I told him he shouldn't on the public street, and we turned our faces toward him. We can have a holiday, and we'll have a lark." Our first day together since we came out of the little parsonage; how pleased we were, like two children let loose from school! We arose the next morning with the sun, we did the work together, and arrayed in our best clothes, left our dear little home, with the sunshine flooding the tiny kitchen, and "Dick" in his cage singing as if he would split his throat in eustacy. How happy we were! The people we met all seemed friends, and we danced along like two kittens on a frohe. Jack had proposed that we go to a twenty miles away and spend the day. We reached the station in good time, and the express in half an hour left us at our destination and steamed away, hissing like some wild creature mad with fury. The people must have thought us half amused, for we raced about, into the book stores, looking at pictures, pricing fabrics at the cry goods houses, and altogether behaving shockingly for old, staid married people. But you must remember that Jack had only reached his majority, and Jill was but just 17. Ah, well, what a red letter day it was, with its autumn glories, the markets full of blushing fruit, a glamour on everything! It seemed to Jack and I an enchanted land—everything was free to us; we could see and enjoy it all. We got our lunch at a little Dutch parlor, with a motherly attendant who evidently regarded us as two babies who had escaped our parents for a day. She accepted a ridiculously low sum for it all, and her broad, good natured face smiled all over when we went out. Every moment fainted dead away. When I came to my self Jack was in a natural sleep; he had roused but a moment, and then in utter weakness dropped off to sleep. But the worst was passed; he began to mend rapidly. "The Lord has remembered you," said the doctor, solemnly. The next day a friend took the burden from me a little, and I hardly knew what was passing for several days. But it was a long way out of the woods yet. How slowly it was, after all, although Dr. Low said he gained wonderfully. Two months passed, and he could sit up but a short time in a day, but Jack had been working beyond his strength for months, and his recovery required time. Half of our money was gone, and the future looked dark, but Jack was hopeful and cheerful, and I sat and read to him hour after hour, and we discussed the old familiar subjects again; all the time I was racking my brains to devise some means to eke out our fast diminishing purse. When four months had gone, Jack could limp about a little, but how thin and pale he was! We had just twenty dollars left, and that only by the strictest economy, and because the doctor would take nothing as a fee. I had my hair down in the old way one evening; our landlord had just been in for the rent; there was but ten dollars left. I had ventured to broach our condition to Jack; I had tried not to trouble him with our financial matters. "Your hair is worth more to me than gold," he said, as he let it fall through his white hands. And then it flashed over me—the old joke—that I would sell my hair; if worst came to worst. Jack kissed me in the shadow of the tomb, although I told him he shouldn't on the public street, and we turned our faces toward home. Jack was 20 and I was 16. No longer you grow solemn and shake your hands, you older ones, and I believe the young folks will envy us now, but not by any means, for life is a tough thing, and the hill for Jack and Jill was no exception. But we commenced to climb with heart; we were strong and young, and loved each other. "Until death do part," I not seem a very hard thing to answer to from the doctor's lips. We had four rooms to ourselves—a little bedroom of a tenement—kitchen, parlor and two bedrooms; yet what in the world wanted of an extra bedroom one could really tell, as we were both orphans in this western city, far away from any one we knew. We were alone in the world, we loved each other, why not climb the steep hand in? Jack worked in a great flouring mill; day began at 7 and closed at 6; what we long evenings we had to study and read dream! To be sure, Jack had only $40 month, and had many sums in addition to a subtraction to keep out of debt, but he didn't grow poor, and my Dutch ancestors certainly would not have been named of me in that regard. I was accused to take my hair down at night to see him—it was blonde, the color of gold and he called me "the Mermaid," so cover was I by the meshes of light. I was at a little proud of my hair, like a silly old man, and used in tell Jack, jokingly, "if it came to worst, I could sell that for all." One evening our landlord came in, as I had allowed the last coil to fail, insured of Jack if I was a younger sister. I thought it too bad that I looked so long, but my cheeks would be red, and I was plump as a partridge. But that first year sohered as a little; we had fate was no sentimentalist, and hard as must be faced and conquered; if possible I looked after the house, did the marring, and planned to see how far twenty years a month would go in providing our lives. The first month I spent thirty, which the Jack look sober, but the next I did better, until finally I was able with ease to what I desired. Jack and I were deterred to lay by something if we went hunter; we had dreams for the future, which hardly breathed to each other. Of course did not live in a very ample style; pass and cake were not always on our table.pt at a few things until I could do them. There was the kitchen with our table pushed against the wall, but I had prepared no tea, for Jack lay there so deadly pale, save a red spot on each cheek, and he did not know me. Oh, Jack! Will you die and leave your little Jill all alone? And then the tears came and I had a refreshing sight. But you must remember that Jack had only reached his majority, and Jill was but just 17. Ah, well, what a red letter day it was with its autumn glories, the markets full of blushing fruit, a glamour on everything! It seemed to Jack and I an enchanted land—everything was free to us; we could see and enjoy it all. We got our lunch at a little Dutch parlor, with a motherly attendant who evidently regarded us as two babies who had escaped their parents for a day. She accepted a ridiculously low sum for it all, and her broad, good natured face smiled all over when we went out. Every moment was just packed full of solid fun. Jack and I were speaking of it yesterday, after turning from Mrs. Lord's fashionable reception, how perfectly happy we were, and how it ended. But I must not anticipate. In the early dusk, just as the lights began to twinkle along the streets and the people were trudging home from their toil, as the west was hung with flame, we were flying out toward the city where we lived! And how glad we were to return, just as eager as we were to leave in the morning! I thought how the kitchen would look, and what I would prepare for tea in honor of our outing. Well, we were coming into the city, a little tired, but satisfied with pur day. We were on the evening express, and it was always a scene of confusion when the train got in; two tracks on either side had their trains, bells were ringing; steam escaping with that hiss and swish shh that is so deafening. It was quite dark: save as the headlights of the engines glared on us like huge eyes; the crowd was great, and one was almost bewildered in the glare and noise. We had found our way out, Jack and I—poor Jack! but I had carelessly left my bag on our seat. It was Jack's present, and he rushed back after it. The rest is a blank, but I learned afterward that our train was late; Jack was coming toward me, a small his hand some face, when there was a rush, a roar, glancing lights, and when I looked again Jack was down at my feet, white limp and senseless, but thank God, not dead. By some mistake the western express had passed without warning; he was past the rails, but the baggage car had struck him and haunted him fortunately, away from the train. The bag was in his clenched hand, but I thought he had left me forever. The crowd surged in a physician appeared, and he was borne into the depot. He revived a little, then went off in a swoon that seemed like death it self. They got him home on a mattress, and she worst was known: he had a compound fracture of the limb; the homes were set, and I was left alone. Not until the kind doctor had gone and the unknown friends, aid! I realize a little how our holiday had ended. There was the kitchen with our table pushed against the wall, but I had prepared no tea, for Jack lay there so deadly pale, save a red spot on each cheek, and he did not know me. Oh, Jack! Will you die and leave your little Jill all alone? And then the tears came and I had a refreshing sight. But you must remember that Jack had only reached his majority, and Jill was but just 17. Abh well, what a red letter day it was with its autumn glories, the markets full of blushing fruit, a glamour on everything! It seemed to Jack and I an enchanted land—everything was free to us; we could see and enjoy it all. We got our lunch at a little Dutch parlor, with a motherly attendant who evidently regarded us as two babies who had escaped their parents for a day. She accepted a ridiculously low sum for it all,and her broad, good natured face smiled all over when we went out. Every moment was just packed full of solid fun. Jack and I were speaking of it yesterday, after turning from Mrs. Lord's fashionable reception, how perfectly happy we were,and how it ended. But I must not anticipate. In the early dusk, just as the lights began to twinkle along the streets and the people were trudging home from their toil, as the west was hung with flame, we were flying out toward the city where we lived! And how glad we were to return just as eager as we were to leave in the morning! I thought how the kitchen would look,and what I would prepare for tea in honor of our outing. Well, we were coming into the city,a little tired,but satisfied with pur day. We were on the evening express,and it was always a scene of confusion when the train got in; two tracks on either side had their trains,bells were ringing; steam escaping with that hiss and swish shh that is so deafening. It was quite dark: save as the headlights of the engines glared on us like huge eyes; the crowd was great,and one was almost be wilted in the glare and noise. We had found our way out, Jack and I—poor Jack! but I had carelessly left my bag on our seat. It was Jack's present,and he rushed back after it. The rest is a blank,BUT I learned afterward that our train was late; Jack was coming toward me,sail on his hand some face,hence there was a rush,a roar,glancing lights,and when I looked again Jack was down at my feet,白 limp and senseless,但 thank God,不死ad.BY some mistake the western express had passed without warning; he was past the rails,但the baggage car had struck him and haunted himfortunately,Away from the train.The bag was in his clenched hand,BUT I thought he had left meforever.The crowd surged in,a physician appeared,and he was borne into the depot.He reviveda little,the went off ina swoonthat seemed like death itself.They got himhome on a mattress,and she worstwasknown:hehadacompoundfractureofthelimb:thehomeswereset,andIwasleftalone.Notuntilkinddoctorhadgoneandtheunknownfriends,dialIrealizealtittlehowourholidayhadended. There was the kitchen with our table pushed against the wall,BUT I had prepared no tea.forJack lay there so deadly pale,savea red spot on each cheek,and he did not knowme.Oh，Jack!WillyoudieandleaveyourlittleJillallalone.AndthentearscameandIhadrefreshinglyafterThatkinddoctorhadgoneandtheunknownfriends,dialIrealizealtittlehowourholidayhadended. But you must remember that Jack had only reached his majority,and Jill was but just 17.Abhwellwhataredletterdaywitwithitsautumnglories,themarksfulloblushingfruit,aglamouroneverything!ItseemedtoJackandIanenchantedland-everythingwasfreetouswecouldseeandenjoyitallandherbroad,goodnaturedfacesmiledalloverwhenwewentout.Everymomentwasjustpackedfullofsolidfun.JackandIwerespeakingofit yesterday,afterturningfromMrs.Lord'sfashionablereception,howperfectlyhappywewere,andhowitended.ButImustnotanticipate. Intheearly dusk,justasthelightsbegentowntwinklealongthestreetsandthepeopleweretrudginghomefromthetoil.asthewestwashungwithflame,thewere飞ingouttowardthecitywherewe lived!Andhowgladweweretoreturnjustaseagerasweweretoleaveinthemorning!Ithoughthowthekitchenwouldlook,andwhatIwouldprepareforteainhonorofourouting. Well,thewewerecomingintothecity,a littletired,butsatisfiedwithpurday.Wewereontheeveningexpress,anditwasalwaysasceneofconfusionwhenthetraingotin;twotracksoncithersidehadtheirtrains,bellswerering;steamescapingwiththathissandswishshhhissodeafening.itwasquitedarksaveastheheadlightsoftheenginesglaredonuslikehugeoileyes;thecrowdlswet,great,andonewasalmostbewwiltedintheglareandnoise.Wewhadfoundourwayout,jackandI-poorJack!butIhadcarelesslyleftmybagonourselat.IwasJack'spresent,andherushedbackafterit.Therestisablank,BUTIlearnedafterwardthatourtrainwastlate;Jackwascomingtowardme,sailonhishandsomeface,hencetherewasa rush,aroar,glancinglights,andwhenIlookedagainJackwasdownatmyfeetwhitelimpandsenselessbutthankGod,不死ad.BYsomemistakethewesternexpresshadpassedwithoutwarning;hewaspasttherails,butthebaggagecarhadstruckhimandhauntedhimfortunately,Awayfromthetrain.Thebagwasinhisclenchedhand,BUTIthinkhewassafealthoughbereftofitswealthofhair.Jackwaswellatlast.withonlyalittlehitchinhisgait.Hegotapositionintherowworks,andwebridged-thechasmof painandwerestartedupthehillagain.Peiminspireda little,andIlooklikefoyohmeyshornhead,blovehadlasted,thegoodGodpitiful-Hecaresa littlerifeyousatdownfirstnightafterhewasatworkagain,andheayedme fondlyacrosstheltlestand;andthencomingroundtomychair,"SweetJill"ashe laidhisloveupmylips. "Don'tbefoilishJack,"andIblushedasIdidthefirsttimehekissedmeyearsage.Wewareoldmarriedpeoplenow—thatisif26and30canbecalledold—wehaveleftthisserviceasreference I looked after the house, did the maring, and planned to see how far twenty years a month would go in providing our daily life. The first month I spent thirty, which the Jack look sober, but the next I did tolerate, until finally I was able with ease to what I desired. Jack and I were deterned to lay by something if we went hungry; we had dreams for the future, which hardly breathed to each other. Of course I did not live in a very ample style; passage and cake were not always on our table, except at a few things until I could do them. Jack was patient, I had a good cook, was blessed with common sense, and bravely at it. Perhaps you are quite tired of all this reaction, but Jack and I lived it all, with hearty love in God and each other. We had but one day, but from that little we expected every piece of happiness. I had a small library in my father, and when the curtains were opened, the stand drawn out, and the lamp turned—our "student," the one luxury we alged in—the little kitchen was not a place to be despised by people like us. We aloud in turn, a dictionary on the table reference, and an encyclopedia in one volume, which we prized very highly. We had the reading aloud a good exercise, and acquired valuable information. We went through Macaulay in this way—his essays history, some of the British dramatists temporary with Shakespeare, particularly lighting in Christopher Marlowe's "Dr. Husset," Homer's "Illiad," in Bryant's abolition, Morningsen's "History of Eome." We were very literary, Jack and I, that winter! We had some hot discussions have to the merits of the old English audition, and then with all, we took German. Could do the grammar about our work, we were many Germans in the mill, and we get on quite a little in that throat dising language. When think it was all sunshine; if it had not be not be telling this story to You hope Jack never broke his crown, he did, all the same," as a little sprite my elbow says about her playthings. Thank God, can last not only until but beyond; but the rainy days are necessary in the journey to make us kickful for the sunshine, if for nothing. We were to have our share of dark but no one could take away from us happy reunion of that year of work pleasure. The day Jack came home in high spirits, home on a mattress, and the worst was known; he had a compound fracture of the limb; the bones ware set, and I was left alone. Not until the kind doctor had gone and the unknown friends, and I realize a little how our holiday had ended. There was the kitchen with our table pushed against the wall, but I had prepared no tea, for Jack lay there so deathly pale, save a red spot on each cheek, and he did not know me. Oh, Jack! Will you die and leave your little Jill all alone? And then the tears came and I had a refreshing cry. After that I saw my work before me and prepared for it, praying that the good Lord would not leave me quite alone. This was the case: Here was Jack confined to his bed perhaps for three months, possibly a cripple for life; he could earn nothing for the present; we had saved one hundred and twenty dollars; our rent was ten dollars a month; Jack had tumbled down and broken not his crown," but his leg—would Jill come tumbling after? I thought so for those first few hours, and then it came to me. What if he lay there in the last long sleep, and I could not wait on him any more? And I fell on my knees with sobs of thankfulness, ashamed of repining. How quickly we adjust ourselves to sober fact? For two weeks Jack had a high fever, and much of the time he talked of that bag, and how sorry he was he could not get it. Every day he seemed to be sinking lower and lower, and the old doctor eyed me wistfully as he went out. I knew what he was thinking of—how young she is to be left alone. One night, after two weeks of almost ceaseless watching, I fell asleep by his side, my head buried in his arms. I was utterly wearied in that dead stupor that comes from long wakefulness. After midnight something roused me, the moon was looking in upon us, and the light made Jack's face look deathly enough. His hand about my hair had roused me. I felt his pulse; it was going down rapidly. God was good to me, had I slept on it would have been too late to have helped him. I remember what the doctor said, "When the fever turns, give him more brandy, or he will sink away." All night I fed him every half hour, the brandy and water, praying that I might be kept awake. With the morning sun he looked up. "Jill," he said—the first rational word he had uttered since he left me to rush into the car for that miserable bag—and then, goose as I was, "Don't be foolish, Jack," and I blushed as I did the first time he kissed me years ago. We are old married people now—that is, if 26 and 30 can be called old—we have left the dear little tenement, prosperity came fast at last—Jack invented something that brought large returns. We have a house of our own, and more than $20 a month I can expend now. A little Jack and Jill scampier about the floor, and "Dick," the bird, is getting old. Jack and I have had many writings since that first—none that we enjoyed more, until its sad finale—none that brought its terror. We have had our trials—who does not! Jack says "my hair is more beautiful than ever," and other non-sense that is positively foolish for stained people like us. 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