Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1858-08-19
One Good DAYS Work.

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er do another" said Mr.. Barlow, rubbing
his hands together briskly, and with the air
of man who felt very much pleased with
/ himself.
"And so have l." Mrs. Barlow's voice
was in much lower tone, and less exultant,
yet indicative of spirit at peace with itself.
''Let US compare notes. said Mr.. Barlow,
in the confident manner of one who knows
that victory will beon his side,i sand see
which has done the best days work"
"You, of COURSE" returned the gentle
hearted wife. y.
awe shall see. Let the history of your
days doings precede mime" aa s,g
"No." said Mrs. Barlow "you shall give
the first experience tss .--sz7
"Very WE'LL" And, full of his subject,
Mr.. Barlow began: "You remember the
debt Of War6eld, about which i spoke
few months ago!" 51a 7.s-
"Yes" 1.r y s.-. 8.
y 81 considered it desperate-wou,d have
sold out my interest at thirty cents on the
dollar when | left home this morning
snow the whole claim is secure. had
to scheme little 1t was sharp practice.
But the thing is DONE don't believe that
another creditor of Warfeld's will get
third of his claim" - Oh
"The next operation,'' continued Mr..
Barlow, 81 consider about as good. About
Year ago took fifty acres of land in
Erie county for debt, at valuation of five
dollars an acre. sold it to-day for ten
don't think the man know Just what he
Was buying. He called to see about it, and
L asked ten dollars an acre at venture,
when he promptly laid down one hundred
dollars to bird the bargain. If I never see
him again | am all right. That is trans
action number two. Number three is as
Pleasant to remember. | sold alot of goods,
almost year out of date, to young
Country merchant for cash. he thinks he
has bargain; and perhaps he has, but
would have let them 60 at any time. during
the past six months at loss of thirty per
cent, and thought the sale desirable one
Now, there's my days work, Jenny, and it
is one to be proud Of. | take some credit
to myself for being, upon the whole, pretty
bright sort o. man, and bound to 90
through Let us have your story, row."
The face of Mrs. Barlow flushed slightly
Her husband waited for few moments,
and then said:
"Let US hear of the piles of stitching and
the piles of good things made"
"No, nothing of that" said Mrs. Barlow,
with slight veil os feeling covering her
pleasant vo lie. at mac uI1utssrf7 freuniHg
when | spoke of having accomplished
good days work. And now, as my doings
will bear no comparison to yours, | think of
declining their rehearsal
GA bargain is a bargain, Jenny" said
Mr.. Barlow. "Word-keeping is cardinal
virtue So let your story be told You
have done a good days work in your est-
nation, for you said so. Go on; l am all
attention"
Mrs Barlow hesitated. But after a
little more urging she began her story Of a
good DAVIS work. Her voice was a little
subdued, and there was an evident shrinking
from the subject about which she felt con-
strained to spesk.
81 resolved last night" said she, "after
passing some hours of self-exam nation and
self-upbrsding, that [ would, for one day,
try to possess my soul in patience. And
this dav has been the trial day. Shall n
90 onl"
Mrs. Barlow looked up with timid
half-bashful air at her husband She did
not meet his eyes, for he had turned them
partly away.
ayes, dear Jenny, 90 on"
The husbands buoyancy oftene was gone |
In lis place was something tender and PEN
sive.
"Little Eddy was unusually fretful this
morning. as you will remember. He SEEM
ed perverse, I thought-cross, as we call it !
] was tempted to speak harshly two or
three times; bu:, remembering nv good
resolution, put on the armor of patience, |
and never let HIM hear tone Dear little
fellow! When went to wash him, after
breakfast, found just behind one ofbis ears
a small inflamad boil. 1t has made him slight
" feverish and worisome all day. Oh.
wasn't glad that patience had ruled my
spirit
"Alter you went away to the store, Mary
got into one of her perverse humors She |
didn't want to 90 to school, to begin with,
then she couldn't find her slate; ard then |
her shoes pinched her. I-fSit very much
annoyed; but recalled nv good resolution. |
| met her irritation with calmness, her viii
fulness with gentle rebuke; and SO con-
quered. She kissed me and started for |
school with cheerful countenance, her
slate in her satchel. and her pinching shoes
unheeded. And so I had the reward. 7
"But my trials were not ever. Some
extra washing was needed. So called
Ellen, ard told her that Mary would require
a frock and two pairs of drawers to be wash
ed out, the baby some slips and YOU some
pocket handkerchefs. A saucy tefusal
leaped from the girls quick tongue, indig-
nant words to me. Patience! Palience!!
whispered a small still voice. | stiied. |
with an effort, my feelings restrained my
speech, and controlled my counterance.--
Very calmly, as TO all exterior signs, did
loDk into Elen's face, until she dropped
her eyes TO the floor in cdifusion. "You
must have forgotten yourself" said /, with
some dignity of manner, yei without sign
of irritation. She was huhbled at once;
confessed the wrong, and begged my par
don. iorgavc her, after rtpronf. and she
went back to the kitchen something wiser,
think, than when summoned her. The
working Ircqnirrd has been done. and well
done, an ] the girl has seemed all day as If
she were epdeavoring tc atone, by kindness