The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1853-11-02
We cant never have any fun but some
thug or other will happeu-''

tIiuS vi otjCl Will udDptu--.
mo" interrupted his brother two year,
older, everybody don't sleep so long OF
Sunday, "cause my grandmother gets uE
real early then and we have real nice
time all day. always loved 10 have Sun
day come when was in the country, bu
these city Sundays aint bit good.''
| "Well," said Frank in his particular
slow emphauc tone. 81 mean TO ask faith
er to move into the country then. Tor ii wt
must have Sundays. we might just as wei
have good Sundays"
'.Well, just at present move into the
kitchen the whole troop Of you" cried the
mother, now hurried enough in separating
wet and dry clothes. the words OF the boys
coming 10 her excited feelings like any
thing rather than oil on troubled waters.
Thankful TO escape SO well. they hurri
ed thi!her TO dress. But now was Babel
Julia's stockings were gone. and Henry
had but one shoe, Frank had no pants
and Mary's, clothes were all '.dripping
wet.''
"Well. dress yourselves the best way
you can. can't stop to help you now
You have hindered me half an hour al
ready"
but how can dress myself withou,
pan,aloons!'' said the philosophic Frank
land if Julia goes without stockings, she'll
get the Group again, and il Mary puts on
them wet clothes she'll catch her death
cold and die, and then you'll feel sorry.
guess and il Henry"
"And if get Julia's stockings, and
| Mary some dry clothes, what'll happen
then | wonder?' aud the mother FASTENED
to the bedroom, where between the mat
iresses OF one bed she found the shoes and
stockings, and at the bottom of the piled
bedclothes. found the missing pants
"Anything more wanting by these wick
ed children!''
Yes. mother, some breakfast. Do hur-
| ry too, cause Pm so hungry can't wait. .
At another time, the mother might have
smiled on her boy, but she had no heart
for smiles then, on that beauteous Sabbath
morning when the blue heavens and the
snow clad earth were radiant with glori-
Gus sunshine. Two hours .'comfort" in
the early morn had ruffled her peace and
troubled her JOY for the day. She needed,
indeed, to turn over new Leaf.
A worrying time had Mrs. Grey that
morning preparing breakfast. and when
ready, which was not till after nine clock
ii was. as the children said only halt a
breakfast. And the children. in what a
sad plight did they come to the table. Ju-
HAS long braids, loosened by the morning
frolic. hung aboIt her face and neck very
much as though a high wind had been
sporting with them, while Henry's long
ringlets of which his mother was usually
so proud, were in snarl that spoke ter
rbly OF future retri5u,ion. while Frank
and Mary's short locks completely veiled
their beautiful brows. And their mothers
head Instead of its usual neat arrange
ment, looked in expressive language very
much like an oven broom. And the table
IA sight. Julia had set it and her moth-
er not having given directions. she had put
on the soiled cloth that had done a weekly
duty and being in hurry and out OF hu
NOR had huddled the dishes OH with bul
little regard to proper place. II was not
indeed calculated to restore calnness to
the sluggard's heart or promote the cheer
!ulness of the sinned against family.
..How's this, wiie?' said Mr.. Grey as
| thought sent home steaks yesterday" I"
II forgot to bring them from the store
room last night, Or rather thought should
have plenty Of time TO thaw them this morn
ing. but haven't, and SO we must get
along without them.'
sAnd we haven't got any pancakes
lfeither.'' said Frank. Mother. you prom
ised last Sunday that we should have some
to-day. Are big folks wicked when they
don't do what they said they will2-
cause if
The mothers conscience smote her ter
ribly Her precepts wele treasured-what
! il her example should be followed. As is
almost always the case, shefound scape-
goat. and interrupted her questioning child
with the remark, that "chldren as naughty
as hers, did not deserve pan-cakes.'
"Your potatoes are not half done, wife;
indeed they are not fit toSeat. am afraid
we shall havebu poor breakfast" And
the husbands tone was rather sullen. for
he had been brought up in the country
and Of course accustomed to good cheer
in The merning. and scant breakfast Ia
bic always put TO flight his good humor
Cant you give us bit of your Sunday s
roast? We can't make ont our breakfast
unless you do" and he deliberately gath
ered the potatoes which he had distributed
TO the children. and returned them TO their
/ dish. This action annoyed his wife seri-
ously. and she busiled into the pantry with
little grace. and returned with her spare
rib, which was cooked on Saturday wher
there was plenty of time. and was very
''beau,ifully DONE"
.Ah. yes,'' exclaimed her husband. as
he brandished his carver, ''ihis will Dc
: finely"
"And what willsbecome Of your Dime
while, murmured his wife.
..Oh, we'll have the steaks; you know
there will be plenty of time to thaw them.
!, Husband and children. half.starved. a
they said. by long waiting, relished tn
soast and nice bread and butter, but Mrs
Grey could hardly swallow morsel. ant
! kinstead sof entering into Ne lively pratil
!, of the little ones, spoke only to bid then
!. hurry and eat or they would be late a
!, church.
sb. Breakfast despatched and new troubl