Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1848-02-24
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THE HISTORY OF A DAY.
A SKETCH FOR HUSBANDS.
BY T. S. ARTHUR.

Lunuy ruDDeu HIS eyes open, anu CoHCluueu,
after thinking over the matter for some five or
ten minutes, that it was time for him to be get
ting ready for breakfast. So he crept out of bed,
and commenced dressing himself
Il wish you would get me some hot water, Ag-
ny, he said to his wife. must shave myself
this morning
Mrs. Lundy was busily engaged in dressing
little resstless urchin
Yes, dear, she replied, in a moment And
kept on with her work. intending to finish dress
ing the child before she went down stairs for the
hot water.
Mr. Lundy waited about a minute, and then
said little impatiently,
Il wish you would get it for me now, Agnes
! can't finish dressing myseIfuntiI shave
The wife put down the child and went for the
hot water, while her husband seated himself and
waited for her return. On receiving what be
had asked for, Mr. Lundy commenced shaving
Himself. When about half done, he turned to
his wife, who was leaving the room, and said
4 wish you would tell Bill to clean the old
pair of boots, My new ones hurt me-
After shaving and dressing himself, Mr.. Lun-
dy went down stairs to read his newspaper until
breakfast time. Eight o'clock was the hour,
although the fact and the time did not always
agree together, circumstance that fretted Mr.
L1ndy who was very punctual man,
Meanwhile Mrs. Lundy had herself and FIVE
children to get ready for the morning meal, and
she was working diligently in order to accom-
pish her task. But Maggy's hair was stubborn,
md tUtC lam to inf
proper order, and WHY'S temper was in worse
condition than Mays hair, and worried the
mother great deal more. And then, to help
the matter, the baby wouldn't sit quietly with
the nurse, but cried all the time
There Eve broken my shoe string, says Will
Iy, as the tie at which he had heen jerking gave
way at snap.
Give me pin, mother calls out Mary, who
is dressing herself
Five minutes are consumed in rummagnr
drawers and boxes, for shoe-string, which must
be had, as Immediately after breakfast the chill
dren must start for school, and there will be no
time then to look for shoe strings.
At last, after an exciting scene Of about three
quarters Of an hour in which Mrs Lundy is
order to meet their father for the breakfast table
And now Mrs. Lundy, in momenary expecta,
ton of hearing the bell, commences putting her
self in right trim Her head is to be combed
and more tidy dress to be put on, for her hus-
band cannot bear to see his wife at the breakfast
table in disabiIle Her hair is all over her face
when ting ling ling ling, sounds up the stair.
H. ell cl,o h. L.
husbands heavy tread, as he paced the parol
floor, to her the unmistakable evidence that the
cook was behind her time. With nervous haste
she drives the comb into her hair Crack /
has broken.
Agnes! amt you dressed yet 2 exclaims hel
husband, coming to the chamber door, with hi.
watch in his hand. 1T is ten minutes past eigh
now, I've been ready and waiting for more thar
half an hour
'Il be down in a minute I've only got my
hair to put up, and dress to slip on, replied
Mrs. Lundy.
minute yes, know what your minute.
are am sure you have been up long enough
to dress for breakfast dozen times over
You forget that had all the children to &c
Ieduy, repned MIS-. Lunuy'
Senced, but not convinced, the HUSBAND
goes grumbling down stairs and recommence
walking the floor, but with heavier and NOR
rapid tread,
GO up, and see if your mother isn't mos
ready; am in great hurry this morning. MI
Lundy says TO one Of children, after lapse q
two minutes, which seem to the impatient ma
at least five.
Pm coming lie hears on the stairs from hi
wife
4 am glad of it, he rather grufIly responds
Il knew your minute wouldn't be much less THAI
half an hour wish you would try to be NOR
punctuaI; this ever being behind time annoy
me terribly
There are some meek words sad about thu
time it takes to dress and see after so many chill
dren; but they make no impression whateye
upon the mind of Mr.. Lundy They are ut
tered as a kind ofexcuse, and he regards them O
no more account.
The sausages are done to death'-said Mr.
Lundy.
The wife remained silent, but look worried.
Mere dish water Mr.. Lundy set his sau
Ger uOWH WlH all expression Oh disgust Oh III
face. The coffee was not to his liking.
Il wish, Agnes, that you would see lite afe
Sarah in the morning. We haven't had an
thing fit to eat at breakfast time for a month";
Il don't know how can do more than | no,
do, Mr., Lundy. I'm sure I've not had momen
to breath since got up
Still, think you might spare a moment o
two to see if things are going right in the ktch
en- Comfortable meals are half the comfort
man has at home
Mrs Lundy sighed, but answered nothing t
this ungerous remark.
Your head looks like perfect mop, Agnes
said the husband, as he leaned back to pick hi
teeth, after having finished his breakfast, an
made more careful observation of his wifes an
pearance. You are getting downright careles
about your person..
Mr.. Lundy did not expect any reply to this
and was not disappointed,
Eour childran To unit unOn NJ tho tahla Lar