Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1851-08-30
miscellaneous.
Two Pictures in One,
BY MRS. HARlEr BrcnrU STOW.

room, clean as busy hands can make IT,
where neat, cheerful looking mulatto wo-
man is busy at an ironing table; basket
full Of glossy bpsomeh shirts, and fauItless
collars and wristbands is beside her, into
which she is placing the last few items with
evident pride and satisfaction. A bright
black-eyeh boy, just coined in from school
with his satchel of books over tho shoulder
stands, cap in hand, relating to his mother
how be has been at the head Of his class,
and showing his school tickets, which his
mother, with untiring admiration, deposits in
ihe little real china iea-pot--whch rs being
their most reliable article of gentilty, is
made the deposit Of all the money and most
especial ynlnables of the family.
"Now, Henry" says the mother, "looll
out and see if father is coming along tho
street." and she begins filling the litlle black
iea kettle, which is soon set singing on the
stove.
From the inner room now daughter Mary,
well-grown girl of thirteen, brings the
ibaby, just reused from a nap, and very i'm
patient TO renew his acquaintance with his
mnnln,
Bless his bright eyes-mothor will take
him." CALCULATES the busy little woman, whose
hands are by this time in q very flonry con-
diiioD, in the incipient stages of wetting up
biscuit--"in minute" and she quickly frees
herself from the flour and paste; and depute-
ing Mary to roll out her biscuit, proceeds TO
she consolation and succor of young master.
Now, Henry" says the mother, "yoult
have time, before supper, to take that basket
of clothes mp TO MIR. Sheldin's-put in that
nice bill that you made out Inst night. ]
shall give you cent every bill you write
out for me. What a comfort il is, for ones
L. t,,,tl lna.,,.p1
Henry shouldered the basket and passed
ont the door just as neatly dressed colored
man walked up with his pail and whitewnsh
brushes.
"Oh, you've come, father, have you
Mary, are The biscuit in ?-you may as we'll |
set the inble now-well, George, what
news?
SNothing, only pretty smart days work. |
I've brought home five dollars-and shall |
have as much as | can do these two weeks;' |
and the man, having washed his hands, pro-
feeded to count out his change on the iron |
ing-table.
well, il takes you TO bring in the money" |
eaid tho delighted wife, nobody but you |
could turn off that much in dayw
swell, they do say-thOse that's had me
once-tbat they never want any other hand |
90 tnke hold in their rooms. Tspose its n
kinder practice I've got, and kinder natu-
raj"
"Tcil ye what" said the little woman,
taking down the family strong box Ito wit,
the china teapot, nforenamed--an pouring
the contents on this table, "we're getting
mighty rich now! We can ford to get
Henry his new Sunday cap, and Mary her
muslin -delain dress-take care, baby, you
rogue z" she hastily intorpoeed, us young
master made sudden dive at dollar bill
for his share in the proceeds.
lie wants something, too, s'pose )" said
she father, "let him get his hand in while
he's young"
The baby gazed around with astonished
eyes, while mother, with some difficulty, res
cued the bill from his grrsp but before any
one could at all anticipate his purpose, he
dashed in among the small change with such
zeal as to send it flying all over the table.
Hulrah-Boh's smasher!' said the
father, delighted" he'll make it fly, he
thinks" and, taking the baby on his knee,
he laughed merrly, as Mnry and the mother
pursued the rolling coin all over the room.
"He knows now, as well as can be that
he's been doing wrong mischief" said the
delighted mother, as the baby kicked and
cr0wed upronriOusly--" he's such forward
child now, TO be only six mounths old P
oh, you've no idea, father, how miscievous
he grows" and herewith tho little woman
began to roll and tumble the little mischief
maker about, uttering divers ffightful threats,
which appeared to contribute, in no small
degree, to the general hilrrity.
"Come, come, Mary" said the mother at
last, with sudden burst of recollection,
"you mustn't be always on your knees fool
with this child Look IN the oven at them
biscuit"
"They're done cxnctly" mother-just the
brown"-and with the word the mother
dumped the baby on his fathers knee where
he sat contentedly humping n very ancient
crust of hread occasionally proving the fla
vor thereof by rubbing it on his fathers coat
sleeve.
dish there" said George, when the whole
little circle were seated around the tnble.
"Well now, what do you suppose 2" said
she little woman, delghted-"a quart Of
Iiice oysters-just for n treat, you know.
would't tell you till this minute" said she,
raising the cover.
Well,'" said George, ave both work
bard for our money, and we don't owe any
body a cent and why shouldn't we have
our treat now and then, as well as rich
folks ~
And gaily passed the supper hour--the
Kettle sung--the baby crowed and all chatl-
ed and laughed abundenuy.
"llI tell you," said George, wiping his
mouth. "wife, these times are quite an
aiber thing from what il used To be down
~ Georgia. ! remember thon old massee
used to hire me out by the year and Que
time remember, came and paid il, two
hundred dollars, every cent Id taken. lie
Just looked il over-counied il, aud put il
IN his pocket-book, and said.--You are a
good boy, George--and he gave me hGLf;a-
dollar
~ want to know, now" said his wife.
"Yes lie did--nnd that was every cent |
ever got of it--and tell you was mighty
bad off for clotbee them times"
swell, well-the Lord he praised they're