Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1849-02-09

"My dear, | wish for turkey ond sau.
sagos. 1t may be a weakness, but | own
[ am partial TO suusages. My deceased
mother was. Such tastes are hereditary.
As to the sweets-whether ~plum.pudding
or minco pios-l leave such considera.
lions to you | only beg you not to mind
expense. Christmas comes but once a
year"
And again he had called out from the
bottom Of the first fight of stair, lust close
10 the Hodgsons' door, ("Such ostenla.
ciousness," as Mrs. Hodgson observed, }
You will not forget the suusages, my
d%earl"
II should have liked 10 have had some
thing above common, Mary" said Hodg.
son, us they too made their plans for the
next day, ''but ! think roast beef must do
for US. You see, love, we've a family"
"Only one, Jcm! | don't want more
than roast beef, though, Pm sure. Be.
fore | went to service, mother and me
would have thought roast boera very fine
dinner"
swell, let's settle it then, roast beef
and a pIum-pudding and now, good bye.
Mind and take care of little Tom. |
thought he was q bit hoarsc this morn.
ing"
And off he went TO his work.
Now, it vas Il good while since Mrs.
Jenkins and Mrs. Hodg5on had spoken TO
each other, although they were quite as
mach in possession ofIhe knowledge of
events and opinions as though they did.
Mary knew that Mrs. Jenkins despised
her for not having a real lace cap, which
Mrs. Jenkins had and for having been
a servant, which Mrs. Jenkins had not;
and the little occasional pinchings which
the Hodgsons were obliged to resort to,
to make both ends meet, would have been
very patiently endured by Mary, If she
had not WINGED under Mrs. Jenkins's
knowledge OF such economy. Bat she
had her revenge. She had Il child, and
Mrs. jenkins had none. To have had a
child, even sech a puny baby as little
Tom, Mrs. Jenkins would have worn
commonest caps, and cleaned CRATES, and
drudged her fingers to tho bone. The
great unspoken disappointment of her
life sourcd her temper, and turned her
thoughts inward, aud made her morbid
and selfish.
Hang that cat! he's been stealing a.
gain he's gnawed the cold mutton in his
nasty mouth ill it's not fit to set before a
Christian aud I've nothing else for Jem's
dinner. But III give it him, now I've
caught him, tina, | will!'
So saying, Mary Ilodgson caught up
her husbands Sunday cane, and, despite
pussy's cries and scratches, she gave
him such Il beating as she hoped might
cure him of his thicvish propensilios;
when 10! and behold, Mrs. jenkins stood
at the door, with a face Of bitter wrath.
"Aren't you ashamed of yourself,
ma'am, 10 abuse II poor dumb animal,
ma'am, as knows no better than 10 take
food when he secs il, ma'am. He only
follows The nature which God has given.
ma'am; and it's a pity your nature,
ma'am, which Two heard is Of the stingy,
saving species, does not make you shut
your cupboard door Il liule closcr,-
There is such n thing as law for brute an.
imals. I'll ask Mr.. Jenkins but | don't
think them Radicals has done away with
that law yet, for all their Reform Bill,
ma'um. My poor precious love Of a
Tommy, is he hurt! and is his leg broke
for taking II mouthIul Of scraps, as most
people would give away TO Il beggar-if
he'd take 'em,' wound up Mrs. jenkins,
casing Il contomptuous look on the rem
nan, of a scrag end ofmuuon.
Mary felt very angry and very guilty.
For she really pitied the poor iimping an
imnl, as he crepl up to his mistress, and
lay down 10 bemoan himself; she wish
cd she had not beaten him so hard, for il
certainly was her own careless way of
never shutting the cupboard door that had
tempted him to his fault, But the sheer
at her little Bit OF mutton turned her pen.
itence TO fresh wrath, and she shut the
door in Mrs. Jenkins's face, as she stood
caressing her cat in the lobby, with such
a bang, that it Weakened little Tom, and
he began to cry.
Everything was to 60 wrong with Ma.
ry to-day. Now, baby was awake, who
was to take her husbands dinner to The
office! She took the child in her arms.
and tried to hush him off to sleep again /;
and as she sung she cried, she could hard.
Iy tell why-a sort of reaction from her
violent angry feelings. She wished she
had never beaten the poor cat; she Won
dcrcd if his leg was really broken
What would her mother say, ifsho knew
how cross and cruel her liulc Mary was
getting? If she should live 10 beat her
child in one Of her angry fits