Des Moines courier. ([Ottumwa] Iowa) 1848-1854, 1850-09-27
mo. So OTTUMWA, IOWA, SEPTEMBER o. 1880

| Hasty and positive men are usually
weak minded. and his weakness usually
shows itself in a pride of consistency
If they say thing they'll persevere il
doing it, right or wrong, for fear that 9th
ers will think them vascillating, or, ,ha
they really are, weakminded. Just sucl
a man was Mr.. Bolton.
1--we said it, and LII do il!'
That was one of his favorite expires.
sions. And he repeated it to himsel
now, to drive off the repentant feelings
that came into his mind.
At dinner time, when Mr.. Bolton sa
down to the table. he found, placed jus
before him print of the golden butter
sent to his wife on that very morning by
Mrs. IIalpin. The sight annoyed and
reproved him. He felt that he had beer
hasty, unneighborly, and it might be un
lust; for as CLEANS of reflections came
breaking in, one after another, upon hi,
mind, he saw that right Of way foI
MIR. Halpin was indispensable, ant
that if his deed gave it TO him, it was q
right of which he could not deprive him
without acting unjuslly. Passion and
false reasoning would, ii is true quickly
have darkened his mind again. But they
had, in turn to give place to more cor.
rect views and feeling.
Just try some of that butter; il is de.
licious! said Mrs. Bolton, soon after they
were seated al the table.
Il don't cale about butter at dinner
time, replied Mr.. Bolton coldly.
But just try some of this. l wan
you to taste it urged the wife. Its flavor
is delightful. | must go over and sec
Mrs. Halpin's dairy.
To satisfy his wife, Mr.. Bolton took
some of the butter on his plate. He
would rather have thrown it out of the
window.
Now try il on piece of bread, sait
Mrs. Bolton. declare! You act as il
you were afraid Of the butter. What's
the matter with your
There was no reason why Mr.. Bolton
should not do as his wife wished--a
least no reason that he could give to her
1t would not do to say
Il won'l touch Mrs. Halpin's butter
because I've cut off her husbands righ
of way across my land. I've nailed uE
the only outlet there is from his property
to the public road
No it wouldn't do to say that. So
nothing was left for Mr.. Bolton but Il
taste the delicious butter.
'Isn'tit ii very fne,' said his wife as sh,
saw him place it to his lips.
Yes it's good butter,' replied Mr.
Bolton, very good but.er.' Though in
fact il was far frem tasting pleasan, tt
him.
! It's more than very good,' said Mrs
Bolton, impatiently. But wait little
while and I'll give you something tt
quicken your palate. I've made som,
curds-you are SO fond Of them. l
you don't praise the sweet cream Mrs
Halpin sent SO kindly this morning, wher
you come to eat those curds shall think
IL don't know what | shall think
/. The dinner proceeded, and at length
the desert, composed of curds and cream
was served.
isn't that beautiful said Mrs. Boil
ton, as she poured some Of the cream
received from Mrs. Halpin into a sauces
of curds, which she handed TO her hus
band.
1 Bolton took the curds and ale them
Moreover he praised the cream; for how
could he help doing so! Were not hi:
wile's eyes upon him, and her cars open
But, never in his life had he found 81
little pleasure in eating.
DO YOU know, said Mrs. Bolton, alte
she had served the curds and said goot
deal in favor of the cream, that prom
ise myself much on having such goot
neighbors! Mrs. Halpin I've Away.
heard spoken Of in the highest terms.-
She is a sister Of Judge Caldwell, will
whose family we were SO intimate on .hs
Hadding tour.
You must be in error about that!
1 mo. Mrs. Caldwell often spoke Il
me about her, and said that she hat
written TO her sister that we talked o
buying this farm
! i never knew of this BEFORE said Mr.
Bolton.
/ Didn't you:I thought | had mention
ed it,
/ sNo.'
! well, i,'s true. And moreover
Mrs. Caldwell told me, before we left
that she had received letter from he
sister, in which she spoke of us, and il
which she mentioned that her HUSBAND
had often heard you spoken Of by tn,
Judge, and promised himself great pleas
ure in your society,"
| MIR. Bolton pushed back his chai
from the table and rising, left the room
He could not bear to hear another word
1 .ls my horse ready; Benz said he a.
he came into the open air.
i Yes, sir replied Ben.
very well. Bring him round
/ Are you going now! asked Mrs
Bolton, coming TO the door, as Ben let
up the horse.
! Yes, wish to be home early, and 81
must start early
| And Bolton sprang into the saddle.
| But for the presence of his wife, it j.
4 more than probable that he would have