Carroll free press. [volume] (Carrollton [Ohio]) 1834-1861, 1846-10-30
Implicit Obed ienCe.
A DOMESTIC TALE.

A DOMESTIC TALE.
1t was a clear warm morning toward the last o
April, and all nature was revving from the torpiC
embrace of winter. The purple violet put up its
head with an arch look, as if it said, "Here am
are YOU not glad to see me againl" and even the
glorious sun wore an air of being delighted to ap-
pear without his mantle of clouds. Every thing
looked pleasant-no Mrs. Morgan looked any
thing but pleasant, as she took her seat at the
breakfast table, in a comfortable room in large
handsome mansion, formerly called Raccoon Hill
but to which its present mistress had given the
more euphonious appellation Of Beech Grove
She commenced oPerationsby byextending her hand
with cup of coffee over the breakfast table; but
taking care not TO let her own portly person de-
cline an inch from its perpendcularity, thereby
compelling her husband to rise and bend over the
table to reachthe fragrant beverage she offered.
"fou must help yourselves as you can; there
Is nobody to tend tablet" said she, Jerking her
head, as she offered another cup to the youth at
her right hand, in the same awkward manner.
Mr.. Morgan seemed too well accustomed to
his ladys airs, to give himself much trouble about
the matter, and merely said,
"Where is Peter, my dearl"
"Gone TO the blacksmiths," replied the lady;
81 suppose by yOuT orders, though have twenty
times ordered that he should never 90 any where
till after breakfast. If could but have my own
way with the servants, they should do different
business, can tell you. But you ruin them"
"My DEAR" said Mr.. Morgan; "we have talk
ed this over so often, that am rather tired of it.
| cannot consent to be made cipher in my own
house, nor fear to tell man | hire, to 90 of an
errand; but, suppose you give Peter who is spoil
cd, up to me; l. want another hand; and hire lad
of whom you shall have the sole management"
"That | will, with pleasure!" responded
Mrs. Morgan, with a smile of triumph; "it
you will not concern yourself with him, and no.
body order him but myself"
"Agreed!" cried Mr.. Morgan; 'you, Sarah
and you, Charles, remember that no one is to in
terfere with the new man yonr aunt hires, on any
pretence."
Mrs. Morgan drew up her ample herson, and
with what she intended for an air Of great dign-
ty, replied:
"My nephew, Charles Aston, is not in the hab-
it of interfering with my orders if you will keep
miss Sarah in check, will answer for him.
Therenow! crying again; never saw sucha girl.
One can't say word, but you 60 to crying"
ats enough to make any body cry, aunt" en-
claimed boy of fifteen, whose merry eye and
gay countcnance presented a striking contrast to
the timid, melancholy girl of thirteen, who had
beenaddressedas miss Sarah. "Yes; it's enough
10 make any body cry, to go without ones break
fast, and see every body else eating. shall cry
myself in a few minutes for second cup of
cofoc, and poor little Sarah has not had her first
yet.''
"fou arc very impernont," cried the aunt, fill
ling cup, however, and passing it; "here, Sarah,
g. IL;
| hate to see people always crying"
"Come, aunt" said the lively Charles "such
servants as you want are scarce in these parts;
if you will let US finish our breakfast. | will tell
you where you can get one, just the thing"
"Humph! A boy of your selection must be a
nonesuch," growled Mr. Morgan, as he fixed his
small blue eye on the open countenance of Char
les, whose eyes met his frankly and cheerully;
after a momentary investigation, a numerous
smile stole over his own queer face, and he con-
nnued, shut, perhaps you are right; you may be
avery good Judge of the qualities demanded by
your aunt, seeing you were born and brought up
in the same place she was"
The lip of the high-spirited boy lost its smile,
and his dark cheek flushedtohis very eyes, which
were raised with an expression of momentary
ferceness; till reading in the peculiar expression
of his uncle's features, that no insult was intend
ed for himself, he turned quietly to his breakfast.
Not so his aunt, throwing herself back in her
chair she seemed for moment too angry to
speak; but then with sort Of macaw scream,
the torrent poured fourth:
"ls this tho way, sir, sou dare to insult mel a
lady born and bred Of one of the first families in
the Union; |, that never knew what it was even
to put on my shoes and stockings; but was wait
ed upon like queen, till demeaned myself to
marry rumpery New England farmer, who
has no amblnon to be a gentleman. Yes, you
may look round and laugh! | know what you
mean; my uncle's house was not so handsome!
But it was always full of company. And YOU,
sir, you are rich enough now; but wasn't it my
money that made you so! Answer me that!-
And to say want spirit broken people-when |
am one of the easiest women in the world to live
with! only want them TO do every thing tell
them, without mistakes and grumbling, and | am
perfectly satisfied"
Her husband and even her dutiful nephew,
burst into laugh at this characteristic declara-
ton, upon which, turning an eye of wrath on the
latter, she exclaimed:
81 am not surprised at Mr.. Morgan; it's Just Of
a piece with every thing else; but you, gentle
mans son, and heir to a fine estate, should un-
dervalue yourself"-
"Come, come, my DEAR" said Mr.. Morgan,
with sudden gravity; "youshould notsayso much
on that subject, as the estate you mention cannot
be his unless he loses some three or four of his
nearest relations, and you should not put such
things in his head. have nothing against your
nephew, he is good lad, and like him; a little
wild or so, but he'll outgrow that-but was thin
king, that unless you bring servants of your own