Republican vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1857, 1854-07-24
WISCELL A N EOU S.
e Re r EE HON IS.
OR THE MAGIC OF NEArNEss

1t has been an uncommonly EafIn and
sultry day, and as the cool air Of evening
swept onward, and tanned the brow OF
the heated laborers, they one and all thank
ed heaven that the toll Of the day was
over. But TO meme among the homcward
bound did the evening breeze seem more
refreshing than to three whose baskets oil
tools denoted them carpenters. At the
entrance Of lllr village where they lived,
Jones, Yates and Fields, separated, each
to seek bis own dwelling.
There was not cleaner or neater abode
IN Bell Air than that awaiting the reception
Of Jones. Not a speek of dust dimned
the brillancy Of the window; every ar
tcle oil furniture was polished till it shone
like mirror fresh flowers breatted forth
their fragrance from the chimney piece i,
spotless cloth covered the little supper
table, and Mrs. Jones and the children
were as neat as it was possible to be.
Far different was the scene that await
cd Yates his house in disorder, his chill
dren untidy, and his vile absent. The
| last named evil was, however, soon rene
died, for one of the children, despatched
| in quest Of its mother, soon returned with
her.
"Yoa here already, Bill . she exclaim-
ed, rushing in breathlessly, in dim and
dirty gown. 81 had no idea it was so
late. Light the iiic, that's good boy,
and wen have supper"
81 am SO tired. Mary. that had rather
do without supper said Yates, throwing
himself upon scat.
"Are9 We'll, then, I'll make ii" aud
as she hurlied 10 light the fire, more than
one piece of erockery was broken, having
been put in an improper place.
Nv here have you been ?" inquired hei
husband.
"Jast next door, 10 see poor Mrs. B.own''
sick baby"
Mother has been gone ever since two, >
ehimed in youngster.
''yeu a5ominable story teller, lake that,
and here the mother boxed his ears.
Off went the child III a crying fit, ano
oil went Mrs. Yates to prepare the sup
per-the children became cross and sleepy
and when tea was at last ready. she had
to 90 up staifs aud put them TO bed thef
returning, swallowed her own meal hasti
ly, and putting aside the dirty palates
declared that now she must go and wash
Wash !" exclaimed her husband il
establishment. Il thought you washee
yesterday"
"Well so | meant, but Mrs. Brow
came in and prevented me. And now
mast wash, for neither | aor the children
have a clean thing to put on"
$50 it seems" said Yates sareastically
$50 il seems indeed" she said angrl,
enough. | suppose you expect me to b.
as clean and neat as if | kept twenty ser
wants"
enc, Mary said her husband grave
ly, 81 form no such extravaaant notions
all ask is, that the hours am workin.
to earn our bread, may be spent by you il
a manner more profitable than gossiping
and SO let me find quiet and orderl,
house on my return, and a companion
such as you used to be in the earlier day
Of our welded life
But the atfectionate tones Of the las
words exercised no sottening influence up
on the reused spirit Of the indignant wife
and quarrel ensued which ended il
Yates taking his hat, and finding at tn
!, public house the comfort he could not fnt
in his own.
Meanwhile Jones passed through hi
trim little garden, entered his pretty cot
tage home, and sitting down his bask c
seated himself by the window.
"Oh, Jones, you didn't wipe your Zee
, when YOU came in was his wiie's salu!a
/ ton as she entered the room.
~ uWell NV dear and If did not. Their
could be no mud on them, said he.
"No, but I'll be bound there's plenty {
dust on them" she retorted Grossly can
you know how | hate dust. And her,
Lord bless me, i your dirty basket ism
set right down on the clean wax CLOTH