This might be the melancholy fact, but it was not the less dreadful
on that account. The husband of an affectionate wife--the father of a
lovely family--and his death to be a matter of rejoicing!--a blessing,
instead of being an affliction!--an agony not to be thought upon without
the deepest sorrow.
It was at this melancholy period of her sad history that Mrs. N----
found, in Jenny Buchanan, a help in her hour of need. The heart of the
faithful creature bled for the misery; which involved the wife of her
degraded master, and the children she so dearly loved. Their want and
destitution called all the sympathies of her ardent nature into active
operation; they were long indebted to her labour for every morsel of
food which they consumed. For them, she sowed, she planted, she reaped.
Every block of wood which shed a cheering warmth around their desolate
home was cut from the forest by her own hands, and brought up a steep
hill to the house upon her back. For them, she coaxed the neighbours,
with whom she was a general favourite, out of many a mess of eggs for
their especial benefit; while with, her cheerful songs, and hearty,
hopeful disposition, she dispelled much of the cramping despair which
chilled the heart of the unhappy mother in her deserted home.
For several years did this great, poor woman keep the wolf from the door
of her beloved mistress, toiling for her with the strength and energy
of a man. When was man ever so devoted, so devoid of all selfishness,
so attached to employers, yet poorer than herself, as this uneducated
Irishwoman?
A period was at length put to her unrequited services. In a fit of
intoxication her master beat her severely with the iron ramrod of his
gun, and turned her, with abusive language, from his doors. Oh, hard
return for all her unpaid labours of love! She forgave this outrage for
the sake of the helpless beings who depended upon her care. He repeated
the injury, and the poor creature returned almost heart broken to her
former home.
Thinking that his spite would subside in a few days, Jenny made a third
effort to enter his house in her usual capacity; but Mrs. N---- told
her, with many tears, that her presence would only enrage her husband,
who had threatened herself with the most cruel treatment if she allowed
the faithful servant again to enter the house. Thus ended her five
years' service to this ungrateful master. Such was her reward!
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