Daily American telegraph., 1852-07-24
AMERICAN TELEGRAPH.
From the National Ern.
Our Minister'S Second Wire.
BY MARY IRVING.
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In n week she had a girl" Of her own-a
plumn oyerorown. awkward sort of body,
named Belinda, of whom she stood rather less
in awe than of the trim predecessor. She re-
solved to commence with fresh energy and dig
nity under the new dynasty. The girl seemed
crnstv at times, to be sure and sometimes an
swered her in a way that was at variance with
her feelings. But she had made up her mind
to endure all that was endurable in this depart
ment.
"Gve me my strong coffee in the morning,
and my fresh meat for dinner, Emily" her
husband had said to her the first day, and |
will never interfere with your cooking opera
tons"
One morning, he set his cup back into its
saucer after tasting it, with force that nearly
cracked it,
What do you call thaS?" he demanded
q Isn't it good cofee?" asked Emily, depre-
catingly.
Its dish-water ~ he exclaimed; | can't
write sermons on that You must talk to Be-
linda"
The talking" into which Emily threw
good deal of severity, rather irritated Belinda
and she turned away, muttering, that "if she
didn't suit folks, they might suit themselves"
A few mornings later, tea came on the table
in place of cofee-an unheard-of innovation
in the pastors system of dietetics Emily
went from the table into the Kitchen quite
angry %, s;,,,,. -, :. : ,s.. a., -
Belinda?n
Hadn't none, ma'am," answered Belinda
bluntly
"Why didn't you get it, then Haven't
ordered you al1Uays to have coffee for Mr..
Youngs breakfast?n
No answer
81 would have you to know that am accus-
toned to be obeyGd By servants :"
Belindas arms flew up from the dough she
was kneading at this word, and all the color
in her plump body flew into her cheeks and
forehead, if one might judge by appearances.
"And Pd have you to know, ma'am, that
aint nobody1s serVant nor Slave! leastways
yoaunI Eve spoke it. and | wont take back.
You and don't suit, nohow, and you may get
somebody you can suit! Thank fortun', Pve no
'casion to 60 out to sarvice!"
Emily was thunderstruck by this bolt Of
temper. She had presence of mind enough
to say nothing however, but walked back into
the breakfast-roon, where she burst into fit
of crying that frightened her husband. He
sprang from his chair to ask her the cause :
but before she had half finished sobbing out
her narrative, he stalked into the kitchen with
his eyebrows in a knot, and simply and sternly
ordered the culprit to leave the house!n
Sartin, sir Pm going belinda began
but the lightning in his glance shivered the
rest of the sentence on her lips. She dropped
her head and walked off.
"lt is more my fault than yours, Emily
said Mr.. Young, trying to comfort his still
sobbing wife. 81 ought to have told you that
Northern girls will not bear the name of SER
vantn
But she is my servant" said Emily, indig-
nantly "She bound herself to serve me, for
so much; whatelse should | call herr"
"Well, they make distinction. The fact
is-hem!- know negroes are called SER
wants among your people; and our free-born
independent Yankees will not even seem to
take rank with-slaves"
off they were half as good" exclaimed Emf.
ly, they might set up above them as they do
Free indeed and it is the mistress who is to
be the slave here !" She auivered again with
a passion of sobs.
"No, Emily. My frst-I-that is, in our
family, we have never had any trouble with
them, and have always lived comfortably and
happily. 1t is all in management. Never fear
you will soon learn our Yankee ways! Don't
you think you could get few hints from Mrs.
Johnson or Mrs, Ray on the subject? 2"
Mr.. Young asked this in the simplicity of
his heart. Emily, whose womanly tact on that
point was quicker than his Judgment, stopped
weeping, and lifted her eyes to his to see
whether he was really in earnest Then brush
ing back the long, light, dishevelled locks from
her temples with both hands, she stood up, and
said, in the pride of princess
81 hope my husband does not think am
quite ignorant enough to be taught by my pa
rishioners y
No no, Emmy" said he, caressing her,
"you know what meant But you are right,
as you always arel | see how it would work
YA shall take nobody's advice but your own.
Cheer up my bird !"