Spirit of the times. [volume] (Ironton, Ohio) 1853-1858, 1855-12-18
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ONLY A FEW WORDS.
DY T. 8. ARTHUR.

WoRDs are little things but they strike
hard. We WELD them so easily, that we
are ap. to forget their hidden power
Fifty spoken, they fall like the sunshine,
the dew and the fertilizing rain-but
when unftly, like the frost, the hail, and
the desolaling tempest. Some men
speak as they feel or think, without
calculating the force Of what they say /;
and then seem very much surprised il
any one is hurt or offended. To this
class belongs Mr.. Winkleman. His
wife was loving, sincere woman, quick
to feel. Words to her were indeed
things. They never fell upon her ears as
idle sounds. How often was her poor
heart bruised by them
On this particular msrning. Mr..
Winkleman, whose health was feeble,
found himself in weak, nervous state.
1t was only by an effort that she could
rise above the morbid irritability that
afflicted her. Earnestly did she strive
to repose the disturbed beatings Of her
heart, but she strove in vain. And it
seemed to her, as it often does in such
cases, that everything went wrong. The
children we're fretful, the cook dilatory
and cross, and Winkleman impatient.
because sundry little matters pertaining
TO his wardrobe were not just to his
mind. ..-s .....
Eight o'clock, and no breakfast yet,
said Mr.. Winkleman, as he drew out his
watch, on completing his own toilet
Mrs. Winkleman was in the act Of dress.
ing the last Of FIVE children, all OF whom
had passed under her hands. Each had
been captious. cross, or unruly, sorely
trying the mothers patience. Twice had
she been in the kitchen to see how break.
fast was progressing, and to enjoin the
careful preparation for a favorite dish
with which she had proposed to surprise
her husband.
at will be ready in few minutes, -
said Mrs. Winkleman. "The fire
hasn't burnt freely this morning"
"If it ism! one thing it is another
growled the husband. sim getting
tired Of this irregularity. There'd be
soon no breakfast to get il were al.
ways behind time in business matters" /"
Mrs. Winkleman bent lower over the
child she was dressing to conceal the
expression Of her face. What sharp pains
thiobbed through her temples. !, Mr..
Winklemsn commenced walking the
floor inpatientiy, little imagining that
every jarfin8 football was like a blow on
the sensitive brain Of his wife.
"Too bad! too bad he had lust
ejsculated, when the bell rang.
"At last" he muttered, and strobe 10.
wards the breakfast room. The chill.
dren followed in considerable disorder,
and Mrs.. Winklemsn, after arranging
her hair, and putting on . morning cap
joined them at the table. II took some
moments 70 restore, order among the lit.
tie ones. ~ ". EiA ~ iEAGt -
The dish that Mrs. Winkleman had
been at considerable pains to provide
for her husband, was sci beside bis plate.
1t was his fsvorits among many, and his
wife looked for a, pleased recognition
thereof, and lightning up Of hfs brow.
But he did not seem even to notice Il,
Afier supplying the children, Mr. Win.
klemap bslptd himself ia silence. Al
The Siirst lnopshfsl hs threw down hi.
kniIs snd i6sk. AID puthsd biz plats
iron him, Z '''''st
boival bGetssss sEes nAsoi1 IA .nfal.
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