The Plymouth pilot. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1851-1852, 1851-05-07
CONFESSION OF A SUBSCRIBER.

us the fell amount, and said: 81 have
been taking the Herald six or seven years,
have always been pleased with it and
would like to continue my ranse on your
list as long as it is published. but times
are hard aed money scarce; find that
can hardly get along at all. SO must re-
trench by stopping your paper"
We'll said we, 1.-The sem is small-a
mere triee-~and your credit is good.
But what will your family do for a
newspaper. to inform them of the news7
You don't want your children to grow up
in ignorance of what is going on among
as the whole wOrld?"
True said he, 'and there's the rub.
My family opposes my stopping it strong
L. 1t reaches us eve-y Thursday. and in
the evening our eldest daughter sits
down while my wife employed i'm knit
ting or sewing, asd ara toasting ray feet
by a cheerful fire, after day of hard toll,
aud reads along one half of its contents,
ard GA the next evening otr eldest boy
| tinishes--so of course we enjoy It very
much. When told my wife my inten-
tion Of discontineiRg the Herald, she
said sae woeld sit up till after enidnight
to knit stockings to pay for it. But,
poor woman, she works hard enough now
So | must stop itp
You know said we, with a little
warmth, that you are able to pay, but
there's no compulsion about it-so here
/ ~ uOpc anil off xrant hic mama
The circumstance weeld forever have
| been forgotten, had it not been for the Ie-
appearance Of our quondam subscriber
few days since. He came into our office
and sauntered around for awhile and
seemed to be in quite gloomy mood.
| Finally we said to him. i'm rather light
and inquisitive way, We'll, Mr.. S.,
how do you get alceg without your
newspaper, now?
Bad enough was the response. TO
be candid about it, will tell you why
When the first Thursday came around, af-
ter had stopped my paper, my wife sent
our eldest boy to the post office for it.
/ Off he went in high glee; | was ashamed
TO tell what had done. so said nothing
though well knew he wouldn't get it.
He returned with the complaint that the
other subscribers pa pers had come but not
ours. What can it mean, Mr.. So asked
my worthy spouse. 90 said |, Il expect
the prntet boys neglected to pet ii in the
packet Yesterday Well. but they new
er missed before. said She and there
must be something wrong and she fixed
searching lcok upon RE. bat | said
nothing, That evening passed gloomy
enough, The next day the children be-
came unusually noisy, and got into pet
~ quarrels, and every now and then my
wife would say there mast be something
wrong.' Yes would sometimes say,
there must and then look in another
direction from her. Well, the next
Thursday came on, and the boy was a.
gain sent to the Office on his useless err
rand, and returned with the same COM
plant as before. My wi(e's first excla-
nation, as she anxiously awaited his re-
turn, and heard him report, was--'In
deed, Mr.. S., there MUST be some
thing wrongr Now, thinks !, shall
have to out with it, but remembered
just at that particular moment, that |
had forgotten to feed the hogs, and they
must be fed. but when reached the hog
pen, recollected of having fed them but
short time before. When returned to
the house all was in an uproar-the chill
dren quarrelling and fighting. and the ba-
by squalling terribly, aud my good natur
ed spouse in by no means pleasant
mood. Her attempts to pacify were
vain. If she should succeed, it would
be but for a moment, the rising house
hold would rebel and every rebellion
growing worse. Thus passed that even
ing, and Friday evening promised to be
still worse Things began TO look blue
long before sunset. feared the arrival
of the night, but it came, and as | ex-
pected, the children were still noisier
and more rebeIlious than ever; and l
though, that if my even tempered wife
was never angry before. she was then.
My house, in fact seemed suddenly turn-
ed into bedlam. / could stand it no
longer and left the house. The last
words heard nv wife say. as hurried
out Of the door was, indeed, Mr., s.,
there must be something wrongr bor-
rowcd copy of the Herald. and return
ed home, | had scarcely opened the
door, when two or three cried out, the
papers comet the papers come" Our
little girl eagerly snatchcd it, and sat
down to her Old task, and soon all was
quiet. even the baby. though wide awake
seemed in quiet happy, good hamor.
Now, all this fuss and trouble was occa-
A stoned by my stopping the Herald. and
j. before will pass two more such weeks,
e | will pay for dozen newspapers. Here
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