Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 7, 2025
"Here Miss Annie," Julia said, "Here, Miss Annie, is your glass of tea, I know you like it good and strong." "No, Julia, I don't want no ice tea here. Your mamma ain't able to afford now using her money upon ice tea for her friends. It ain't right she should now any more. I go out now to see Mrs. Drehten. She does all she can, and she is sick now working so hard taking care of her own children.
Drehten was afterwards never really well, but she could do her work a little better, and be on her feet and yet not get so tired. And so Anna's life went on, taking care of Miss Mathilda and all her clothes and goods, and being good to every one that asked or seemed to need her help. Now, slowly, Anna began to make it up with Mrs. Lehntman. They could never be as they had been before.
It is wonderful how poor people love to take advice from people who are friendly and above them, from people who read in books and who are good. Miss Mathilda saw Mrs. Drehten and told her she was glad that she was going to the hospital for operation for that surely would be best, and so good Mrs. Drehten's mind was set at rest. Mrs. Drehten's tumor came out very well. Mrs.
It was to the comfort of this house that Anna came that Sunday summer afternoon, after she had left Mrs. Lehntman and her careless ways. The Drehten house was open all about. No one was there but Mrs. Drehten resting in her rocking chair, out in the pleasant, scented, summer air. Anna had had a hot walk from the cars.
Drehten who with her chief trouble, her bad husband, had really now no way that she could do. She just had to work and to be patient and to love her children and be very quiet. She always had a soothing mother influence on the good Anna who with her irritable, strained, worn-out body would come and sit by Mrs. Drehten and talk all her troubles over.
I go there now. Good by Mrs. Lehntman, I hope you don't get no bad luck doin' what it ain't right for you to do." "My, Miss Annie is real mad now," Julia said, as the house shook, as the good Anna shut the outside door with a concentrated shattering slam. It was some months now that Anna had been intimate with Mrs. Drehten. Mrs. Drehten had had a tumor and had come to Dr. Shonjen to be treated.
But they could mourn together for the world these two worn, working german women, for its sadness and its wicked ways of doing. Mrs. Drehten knew so well what one could suffer. Things did not go well in these days with the Drehtens. The children were all good, but the father with his temper and his spending kept everything from being what it should. Poor Mrs.
Drehten was herself not well but she came into the city, so that some friend would be with the good Anna. Together, then, they went to this place where the doctor had done so well by Mrs. Drehten. In a few days they had Anna ready. Then they did the operation, and then the good Anna with her strong, strained, worn-out body died. Mrs. Drehten sent word of her death to Miss Mathilda.
Mrs. Drehten lived a patient, homely, hard-working life. Her husband an honest, decent man enough, was a brewer, and somewhat given to over drinking, and so he was often surly and stingy and unpleasant. The family of seven children was made up of four stalwart, cheery, filial sons, and three hard working obedient simple daughters.
"Dear Miss Mathilda," wrote Mrs. Drehten, "Miss Annie died in the hospital yesterday after a hard operation. She was talking about you and Doctor and Miss Mary Wadsmith all the time. She said she hoped you would take Peter and the little Rags to keep when you came back to America to live. I will keep them for you here Miss Mathilda. Miss Annie died easy, Miss Mathilda, and sent you her love."
Word Of The Day
Others Looking