The Democratic sentinel and Harrison County farmer. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1851-1852, 1851-07-09

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back in his chair, The crust is as heavy as
lead' e p"
'HeavyP echoed Laura, 'itis ike 50 much
grating wax, tough and indigestible as a,
saddle. Who do you think is going to eat
such a mess of boiled dough and chopped
apples? Throw it.
MY dear, think, said George, in CON
eiliatory tone, "a part Of this side of it may
be palatable. Why, it appears quite light.
The apple is very nice, and--'f
i beg you don't eat it to save it, re-
piled Laura, pettishly. But if you think
you can manage to do anything with it, help
yourself -. - 4. ..,..........
/ George did help himself and discovered
that ON the whole the pudding was, a very
creditable affair." and thrice did he have oc-
casion to replennish his plate from the con
demned dish .r.e 5+..-..
/ MIR. Carswell was heartily ashamed of
having found fault with so good pudding,
and felt such anxiety to keep Laura in good
humor the rest of the day, that not another
word of complaint escaped his lips before
leaving the house. In .a.H. .
AT evening, however, when he came home
to tea, his petulance had returned, and he
commenced with finding fault with smell
of burnt crests, which invaded his nostrils,
1T is Susan's carelessness,' EXCLAIMED
Laura. what is the girl about? Jane, go
and tell her that if she cannot toast the bread
without filing the house with smoke, the
sooner
4 hardly think that Susan is to blame
interrupted George. H.
who thenb
I-I don't know as anybody
! 'There must be somebody to blame when
we are annoyed observed Laura. is tea
ready, Jane?'
'Yes, ma am, replied Jane,
! And the amiable couple proceeded TO the
tea table, where the cloth was spread in a
very inviting manner.
So firmly fixed had George habit of fault
1 finding become, that he complained of his
: tea, almost before he tasted it.
It's pity we cant have a good cup of
tea occasionally, murmured Laura, knitting
her pretty brows. Susan, take away these
slops! Try again, andsee ifyou can't make
something lit to drink .'..@ ......
And without saying 'by your leave Lau-
ra reached forth, took away her husbands S
cup, and emptied its contents into the slop
bowl, at the same time pushing the tea pot
towards Susan with look of impatience and
disgust
Laura was playing her part capitally.
1 George became alarmed. 354Hsff
Don't be to too hasy, my dear, said he,
taste the tea and see what you think of it..
j There is no need, returned Laura, can
take your word for it. You know what
good tea is; and whenyou say the tea sbad
it is enough. 1t must be bad ..'s
But ------' "a .-s.....
20, it's useless to smooth things oyer,~=
When the tea is bad, we may as well speak
plainly about. l don't mean to tolerate in
Lsipidity any longer. oyou hear Susanp
! Susan was as much astonlshed as Mr.. Cars
well himself, but she said nothing, --neither
did he, e,-although he was compelled to wait
five minutes for the return of the teapot.
! This time, in consequence Of Susan's haste
and confusion, the tea was really insipid,
but somehow George found it excellent A
conciliatory humorhas a remarkable tenden-
cy to quicken ones talents for discovering
imaginary perfections in things most poor
and unworthy.
, Accordingly, George foundno fault at the
tea-table; but on entering the sitting-room
/ he undoubtedly forgot himself, andindulged
in his old habit without even knowing what
he said. s
sWhat an atmospheric he exclaimed, 1t
is Ike going into an oven. What is the use
of keeping room so hot?'
4 suppose Jane meant to, roast u.s. added
Laura, tanning herself violently, although
the room was not uncomfortably warm after
ALL 'Throwopen the doors, Jane. The ba+
by, poor thing, is cooked brown already
You could bake pies here. Do give us a
breath Of fresh air.
} And Laura raised the wlndaw and sat
down by it, as il on the verge of fainting.
George ran to herin rinalarm, drew her away
and closed the window, staring at her as il
he deemed her insane. @
you would catch your death cold,' he
exclaimed, impatientF. The chill night
!! wind blows in -----' 81, aasal i..s fS9 esrsls
j fItis better than roastingi complained
Mrs. Carswell.
i George bit his lips, but said nothing. The
doors were closed, and the amiablc couple
/ did not find themselves uncomfortable, even
iWith little more fire in the crate! a
j For two hours George and Laura sat to-
Igethcr, uxuriating in domestic peace and
comfort, and conyersng in the most happy
Imanner. i 8 ~
i At length Laura took up magazine to
Tread aloud 10 her husband. In a clear mu-
Isical voice she read the opening chapter of a
beautiful and interesting story, which was
lso pleasantly and trithfully written. that
George listened as to a charm, his features
\ glowing with pleasure, and his beaming eyes
fixed lovingly on Laura's face.
i Just ais Mrs Carswel was commencing
the second chapter, the baby began to cry.
filling the house with the shrill pipings Of its
I Elittle voice. OF Course, Laura, ever ready
Ito leave everything to run to darling child,
land drive its fears and troubles away with
Iendearing kisses, stopped reading and start
ed to her feet,
i What botherp muttered George 1T
seems to me that the child is crosser than
lever, lately. It never gives us minutes
! peace
] Laura remembered the part she was play
ling at most fortunate moment. Dashing
Iher magazine upon the table with an impa-
Ident gesture, She knit her pretty brows and
exclaimed:
| 4 should think it might be quiet oncel---
why can't it sleep while we are enjoying
ourselves2 Where is Jane, | wonder, that
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