Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1857-05-20

''Ihere!>> exclaimed Tom, closing his ac-
count book in pet, and putting it back in the
secretary. ssI should as soon think of doing
anything in Tophet as here.''
Seizing his hat he rushed out of the house,
and made his way to the store, ,where we found
him at the opening of the chapter.
He had not been there more than half an
hour, before uncle Tim, her mothers brother,
substantial old farmer, who took great inter-
est in Susan's welfare made her CALL
The poor wife's tears were scarcely dry, and
her eyes were swollen with weeping. She be-
lieved herself to be the most cruelty abused
woman in Spindleville-a martyr to the harsh
ness and cruelty of her husband.
ssWhere's Tom ?'' asked Tim.
ssIIe is not home. You know he never stays
in the house evenings now,' replied Susan,
struggling to repress a flood of tears.
ssWhat's the matter Susie you look as if
you had been crying" continued the old man
kindly. .-r
'sI'm afraid Tom amt quite so good fellow
used to think he was.''
Susan only shook her head, and Uncle Tim
sat in silence for few minutes. Suddenly
the poor wife, no longer able to hide her grief
burst into tears and sobbed like child.
ssWhat's the matter, Susie ?''
ssTom was so very cross te me tonight
'sHow did it happen % asked the old man
who had been close observer cf his neee's
domestic relations and who already understood
matters very well.
''Why you see he was making out bills and
1 asked him to bring pitcher of water. Then
he scolded terribly.''
81 have been afraid of this since the first
week you were married." added uncle Tim.
81 am sure 1 do everything L can to please
him, but he grows worse and worse.'
81 'spose you won't thank me, Susie, for
telling you that it is mostly your fault"
s'My fault, uncle ~
'sIn my opinion"
ssWhy, uncle 70
ssI remember nigh three years ago, passing
some time in the house here one night, Tom
had come in from work dreadful tired on that
day throwing himself on the sofa to rest his
tired bones. / remember, too, you made him
get up four times within an hour to get things
for you, that you might have got YOURSELF;
''Was there any harm in that ~
ssSartain !. when he was all tired out you
ought not to have bothered him. Things have
been going on in this way. You ask him to do
things that make him fret. Men folks ought
to bring in the wood and water and CO the
heavy work about the house; but when you
make a niger servant of 'em they won't
stand it.''
Susan reviewed the past, and she could trace
a of their 1itfIa nna IN the
source which Uncle Tim had pointed out as
the fountain of their discord.
81 'spose you have read Poor Richards AL
manac, and the sold saws it contains but I'm
gon' to give you new ssaw'-Nerer ask ano-
her 10 do for you tchat you can just as tcel. do
yoursey.''
Uncle Tim took his leave, Susan set herself
to thinking very vigorously. The result of
her reflections resolution to make the
new sssaw'' principle of everyday life.
1t faithfully applied, and was oil upon
the troubled waters of the sea of matrimony.
Tom soon discovered the difference, and after
a while the matter was talked over between
them. Again was home pleasant to him ,even
more pleasant than it had been before. Peace
was entirely restored, and Tom is seldom dis
turbed--never for unnecessary demands. So
much for the new saw