Nebraska advertiser. [volume] (Brownville, Nemaha County, N.T. [Neb.]) 1856-1882, 1857-04-23
SflistdIantoIls.
From the Ohio CulaEasar.
HOUsEwORK FOR BoEs.


EOUsEwORK FOR BOYS.
"DOn't fret mother" said a good
boy of eighteen years old, the other
day, as he came from busy days
work of hauling rails, and found his
poor mother trying to get supper, while
her head was Tacked with excruciating
neuralgia. HYou know, mother, you
have taught me most al kinds of
Homework, and now 1 can pay You for
some of your trouble And right
eheerily did be wash and wipe his hard
toil-worn hands, sweep the floor, re-
plenish the fuel, fix her comfortably
In the rocking chair tilted back with
pillow under her head, and then he
went to work getting tea as easy and
gracefully as any neat, smart girl.
Such q pattern Of a cook you never
saw, so unlike those dawdIing girls
who think housework disgraeeful; per-
feet dauhs who can work crimson cats
in worsted, or unseeInly vines and
flowers about the edges of seant
whitish colored skirts.
E0h, he's worth a dozen girls said
the grateful mother, as he left thereon
after bringing her a cup Of ten, whose
favor was a sort Of mute elrquence-
With awomanly instinct he led little
froliesome Sammy out of the room,
where the patter of toddling feet would
not Jar upon her ear. sHBread cast
upon the waters, that has returned
unto me, she whispered to herself;
and I thought of those words yester-
day, as / heard a Young wife blessing
the memory Of her husband mother,
who had died long years ago.
''He knows, she said, chow most
every kind Of Homework is done; he
does the milking, because, he says, ii
is too hard work for a woman. Oh,
he has had such a good mother, ]
know and as her eyes sOftened in
their bright earnest expression, ]
thought that mothers teachings were
Ike to ones planting beautiful shade
trees by theroad side, underEhOse cool,
inviting branches the weary and worn
traveller would rest, long after the hand
that had planted had mouldered back
to silent dust - -t I
-What fool old Smith wife makes
of her son John said Jenny Gray
husband, as he came home from mill
/ the other evening. s:WhY, tonight
as I came BY here, he vas going out
with the old woman to milk, carrying
his tin pail on his arm as big asthough
/ litwas a portfoliolr' And lie laughed
Ederisively, as though he thought he
was about the right kind Of a fellow
himself.
New Jenny had four children, the
eldest a sturdy brat Of eight years.
whose viii had never been broken once,
Her husband carried on large farm
and had hired hands, plenty Of them.
for Jenny to wait upon; and though
he cleared over a thousand dollars
every year, he could not afford to hire
help in the house; and as to milking
the four cows, or carrying water NJ
the steep Hill, even on washing day
why he never thought Of such a digni-
fed fellow doing mere EOman's work
net he. Once he did carry q pail 0.
dish-water to the pigs, but when hs
brought the pal back, he gave it kicl
on the kitchen porch, and said, An,
more such work for nle-umphl carry
] ing sIOpw In spite of Jenny's entreat
les to the contrary, he made rOuut
uneouth log pen beside the front gate
and moved the fragrant pigs into Il, s.
Jenny wouldn't have 50 far to carr
their feed. he made her believe, TOO
that It was all through pure consderat
love for her, that he took this extr;
trouble upon hemself
Jennyis one Of class, dear reader
kind, patient, foFBezring little wife
living a continued struggle. but he
angelic sweetness represses itaI, an
seals her lips with a sad sweet smil
intended to be bright and cheerful, an
In good faith she waits for the fna
: release. oh dear. I wish there wer
no more such real pictures, but ever
neighb0rhcod frames in t0omany sac
sad, sad pictures as this.
i have heard some things IN the forI
ofmen-greatbraWny-arm muscula
specimens, without : glearn Of softnes
or beauty, or the glory Of soul-ligI
in their blank faces-stand up and sav
s.Eddgal womans vorE nofaiu