Nellie Arundel : $b A tale of home lifeShaw, Catharine
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Nellie Arundel : $b A tale of home life
Shaw, Catharine
Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Families -- Juvenile fiction; Young women -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction
"He and his wife kept a draper's shop in York, and had got on
comfortably, and been able to educate their children. By-and-by, he
noticed a gradual change in his wife; he thought it was illness, and
used to comfort and nurse her with the utmost solicitude. But the
often-recurring symptoms, which no doctoring relieved, at last made him
consult a physician, who took him aside and told him what was the cause
of it all.
"'She takes spirits secretly,' he said.
"Then the poor man returned to his ruined home.
"He tried to stop it by entreaty, by denial, by commands; all to no
purpose. The business was slighted, the children were neglected, the
home was left ungoverned, and he had to remove one child after another
from her influence.
"At first she had promised amendment, but the craving for the exciting,
stimulating glass was too strong to be withstood, and she let all her
resolutions go to the winds.
"The tale, Ada, was long and very, very sad. The climax of taking the
baby away was brought about by the wretched father finding its cradle
on fire on the previous night, while its mother slept heavily by its
side.
"I asked him what he intended doing with the little one.
"'I don't know,' he said. 'To tell you the truth, I am taking it
without warning to my sisters; but she has a large family, and I don't
know that she can possibly take it. Folks don't want other people's
babies,' he added, sadly smiling, while he clasped it tighter in his
arms.
"The little fellow looked up then, and gave the first faint smile I had
seen.
"Then I told him that if his sister could not have it, he could come to
me, for that I knew some one who took care of such little ones. I gave
him my address, and told him, you may be sure, where the only comfort
and help could be found; and so we parted, he to his sister's, and I to
Hampstead.
"The next morning, true to my expectation, he came; not, however,
bringing the little boy with him. He soon told me that he had found his
sister, in poor health and poor circumstances; that she had, in spite
of this, promised to take the child for a few months, till he could see
what could be done; but she had so evidently offered this in sisterly
love, without really the ability to carry it out, that he had come to
me to ask my advice, and to enquire about the home I spoke of.
"What could I do, Ada? I told him all, and I shall never forget how
he went to the window and stood struggling with his emotion. Then he
turned round and took my hand in his, and blessed me, and saying a
smothered word about the baby being his only joy, and about writing to
explain, he hurried out of the house, too much overcome to say anything
more.
"He, however, came back in an hour, and it was arranged that the aunt
should keep the baby for a week, and then I should fetch it here.
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