Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1850-1854, 1853-07-29

1 IlIOIc anu IOutt GOcSItp.
a more devoted house slave; and their hus-
bands, as a necessary consequence, grew more
attached to the ale house company; while
Carrie Fields pursued the even tenor of her
way, contented, neat, cheerful and good tenn
pered, her home haven of peace and hap
piness to which her husband ever returned
with pleasure, and herself happy in making
| him so.
One day Carrie was busily engaged in
wedding her little garden, when Mrs. Yates
passed to chat Bit
"You have not seen the new cloak which
Fields bought me on my birth day." said
Carrie.
"No I've not, but I'll come in now," and
Mrs. Yates entered.
Upon my word, it's pretty cloak wish
could afford such one" said Mrs. Yates.
And how nice yo'ye everything around YOU.
| wish could be as comfortable"
"a nd why should you not said Carrie,
"your husband has the same pay as mine"
"Your husband does not spend so much
time at the public house"
"No, he never enters it."
And yet, when we were first married ev-
cry body said mine was the best match be-
cause Yates was the steadiest man. can't
see how you manage to keep him home with
YOU"
"By making it neat, clean and comforta-
bic, by letting him find his supper waiting for
him, and his wife and children ready to wei
come and keep him company"
Mrs. Yates stood for "A moment silent and
selfconvicted. She said little to Mrs. Fields
but bidding her soon good day sped home,
resolving as she went that if her husbands
reformation depended upon herso it should
he set about without delay.
That evening at the usual hour the three
men returned to Bell Air. Fields testing on
the way, for his heart was light, the Others
dull and weary, for they were exhausted by
their days work, and no bright home tho'ts
to cheer them. AT length Yates parted with
his companions and sauntered slowly home
ward knowing that however late he might
be he was always to soon. At last he reach
eb his home, but stood still in establishment
at the scene before him, almost doubling
whether he had not entered the wrong door.
The room was swept and busted, and every
thing was put in its place, the supper was
ready, and children neat.
But the next moment his wife entered and
then he knew his home again, for her dress
was a matter that amid all her reformations
she had overlooked. But those she had af-
fected sufficed for the time, and, pleased with
the unwonted comfort, her husband remain
ed at home.
A proud happy woman, that night, was
Mrs. Yates; and looked upon the victory as
already gained, and great was her disappoint-
ment when, the following evening, Yates went
to the public house. The next morning she
took her way to Mrs. Fields cottage, to com.
muncate to her the fears and hopes of the
last two days.
you must not be down hearted" said
Carrie, "only 60 on in the way You have be-
gun, and before long your husband will sit
at home as contentodly Of an evening as my
husband does"
ADO you really think SO ?" said she, wiping
away the tears
ITO be sure do said Carrie, gaily; and
now | tell YOU what III DOLL lend you a
book; read a little of it to Mr.. Yates of an
evening, and when it is ended you shall have
another"
"Thank you," said Mrs. Yates, full of hope
as she departed. Carrie looked after her
moment, and then calling her back, said:
whatever, you do, Mrs. Yates, mind and
not forget to put Oh clean dress before eve
ming
Mrs. Yates took both pieces of advice and
put on a clean dress and read the book and
both answered excellently Carrie had prov
ed a true prophet, and at the end of a year
or two both seemed reformed and were as
happy and peaceful in their neat little cottage
as any couple in Bell Air.
Meanwhile months came and went, and
brought no spell upon the wings for Jones
happiness. One evening there had been the
usual display of great anger for little sins,
when Jones, weary of the share that fell upon
himself pushed back his chair and arising
was about leaving the house.
"And now," observed Mrs. Jones dryly,"I
suppose because You are not allowed TO make
everything in mess, you are going to the
public house to spend your money"
No." replied he, "Pm going down to
Yates"
IL iCi'C'hlSh hlo NAit3 NohtCiiiI
tuously. "You have a good taste to choose
that dirty house"
Mrs Yates does not keep dirty house;
it is as neat and clean as any one need to see,
replied Jones, and what is more she lets her
husband live in peace and quietness and good
temper.
Peace and quietness and good temper. how
these words echoed in the ear of Mrs. Jones,
long after her husband had left the house.
Yet peace, quietness and good tcmper-con-
science whispered-werc not to be found in
her dwelling There was an error somewhere
she had always been used to ascribe it entire
" to her husband; but could it be possible
that it existed as much, perhaps more, in her
self!
Mrs Jones took council of none save her
own conscience, but in the end it guided her
Alright; though painful indeed were the efforts
made to follow Its dictates, and much it cost
her to sacrifice ever in part, the habits which
had grown upon her until they seemed a part