Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1848-02-23
should say next, when Mr.. Frazer came in
! from his Office 49,

should say next, when Mr.. Frazer came in
from his office.
After hearing all our praises over again,
and getting our opinion OF his daughters
looks, he cast cross glance at his wife,
and said, "My dear, came near breaking
my neck over the chld's Wagon in the
entry; how could you let it stand there?''
"Oh iather,'' said the daughter, 'sit was my
fault; it was that left it there'' His
face cleared up in an instant; for, as my
uncle afterwards observed, it makes vast
difference whether the aqjpry, or opposition,
or vexatsen comes from aaeife OF q daugh,,
ter. But with this branch 81 the question.
[ am now only TO speak of the married
mans eye. ...
The next visit was to Mr.. Graylove,
the clergyman. Thought hisswife could
not be afraid Of dogs, for there were not
less than four lying about. Over one Of
them my uncle stumbled, as he entered the
parlor; bat instead Of apologizng to him,
MIR. Graylove cast reproachful look at
his poor wife.
81 told Mrs. Graylove," said he with
another G lance, ''that if she persisted in
driving old Carlo from the hearth.rug, he
would take to the door-rug; and now she
sees was right" y
"Oh, never mind" said nay uncle, mild
ly; "no harm is done; only that Carlo has
chosen very inconvenient place of rest
for he must be continually disturbed by the
opening and shutting of the door,"
eyes, but the door opens outward, as
you see," said Mrs. Graylove; ssand peo-
pie generally see him, and so step over
BIN, if he is too lazy to get up, as he was
to-day. If + had my way, dogs should
never come in the parlor: they are perfect
nuisance, and ! tell Mr. Graylove -"
The eye quieted her "W What!'' said
;:is it always thuse Is the married eye al
ways ready to reproach?"
Our last visit was to very aged cou-
pie, Timothy Winter and his vile. He
was an old country gentleman, Of eighty
six, affluent and respectable. On this day,
there was thirty-six children, grand child
rem, great grandchildren, and two little
twin boys, his great-great grandchildren.
1t was their aged relatives birth day.
"surely,' thought !, "This man has
scourged his eye out by this time.'' "Look
out for his eye!' said uncle Andover.
All seemed to hover about the old man,
and l kept wondering why the same fuss
was not kept up with the old lady too.-
Very little notice was taken Of her. There
she sat in corner by herself, smiling and
nodding, and looking SO happy-poor old
thing!-but to my eyes, she did not seem
to belong to the people around her She
was delicate, lady like looking woman,
with mild expression, and Of quiet man
ners; while the whole brood we're needy,
care-worn, snister-looking people-rough
and uneducated. Even the father, al
though Of coarse exterior: had cast of SUI,
periority. We often see this in families,
and there is no accounting for it.
The only one that resembled the old
lady was the mother of the little twin boys,
who had died Of broken heart, from i'll
usage. Her husband was brute, and
broke his neck at a horse-race, just one
month. after his wife's death. Tho chill
dren were taken home to their paternal
grandmother, and this. as have said, was
their first visit With placid smile on her
face, old Mrs. Winter was the ony one in
the group who felt pang at the loss ofthe
children's mother-and yet, living at a
great distance from her, she had never
been seen by the aged people
No one, as observed, paid much atten-
ton to old Mrs. Winter; yet what had she
not endured for them all? In some shape
or other, her assistance, her feelings were
in constant requistion. To every one of
the rough, ungainly looking people, she
had more than acted q mothers part; and
yet they showed more respect TO old Tim
othy, who had never voluntarily, my uncle
said, done them one kind act. Young US
was, had seen this before, in several
families. The descendants make great
ado with the old grandfather.
"Stand aside, Sally DEAR" said the agei
woman, sand let me have another look at
the dear little boys. Alas for their poor
dear mother! What are their names, did
you say? Henry and George? Well,
they are pretty names, but wonder that
one of them was not called Timothy.
Old Timothy had some such feeling in
his own mind, for most old people have this
passion of wishing their name to descend
to their grand children, let the name be
ever so ugly. But if it was a mark of re-
| SpoCI 10 give tuS CHIlu lldtu0, 81 IL " It's u
mark Of disrespect, or indifference, to neg
lect doing it. To make this neglect uppa.
rent to others, was offensive to old limo
thy; so he cast his eye wrathfully toward
his wife; "Nonsense!' said this old man o
eighty.sx. He meant that this look from
his eye should have reached her, but il
failed, for it fell on my uncle. Timothy
was almost blind, yet he did his best.
"And yet" said uncle Andover, after we
left the house, ''the old man is always
thought to be kind husband.'
"But why" said sorely puzzled, "why
is it that all hover around the old man? |
have observed it to be the case every
where"
"Why?" said he; "why because men, tc
the last, hold the purse-strings, my son, and
because all their children, grand, grea
grand, and great-great grandchildren, dowr
to such little ones as the twins we have jus
left, have seen the mans eye quell their moth
er-the mother of all-she that suffered fol
them, that nursed them through many {
desperate iKness-she that has toiled fo
them down to her eightieth year, and ha
for ever interceded for them, when the oil
man was churlish. The workings Of tina