The day book. [volume] (Norfolk, Va.) 1857-1867, 1858-02-25
A Good Days work
By 7. S. ARTHUR.

We tOilS SiIG SOtNl va ~ > N'iN. IL l
never 10 another, said Mr.. Harlow, rub
bing lis hands together briskly, and with
the all Of a man who felt very much
please, with himself.
And so have l. Mrs. Barlow's voice
was in low CT tone, and less exyltant,
yet indicative Of a spirit at peace with it
self.
let Us compare notes, said Mr. Bar
low, in tie eo:idens manner Of one who
knows : 1t ty.un!pli will be on one side,
and see which has done the best days
work
you, Of course returned, the gentle
hearted wife.
we shall see. Let the history Of your
days doings prccele miue.'
No. said Mrs. Barlow, you shall give
The first experience
Very WE'LL And full of his subject,
MIR. Barlow began;
you remember the debt of Narfeld
about which spoke few days ago.
Yes
Il considered it dcsperatc-would have
sold out my interest at thirty cents on
the dollar when left home this morn
ing. Now 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
Warfield's will get third of the claim.
THE next operation, continued Mr.
Barlow, 4 considered quite as good
About year ago l took Fifty acres Of
land in Erie county, for debt, at a yslua-
ton of five dollars an acre sold it to
day for ten. I don't think the man
knew just what he was buying. He
called to see me about it, AID l asked
ten dollars an acre at venture, when he
promptly paid down one hundred dol
lars to bind the bargain fl should
never see him again, l am all right
That is transaction number two. Mum
Der three is pleasant to remember. |
sold lot Of goods, almost a year out Of
date, to young country merchant, for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 is ny god days work.
Jenny, and it is org to be proud Of |
take some credit to myself for bcing,upon
the whole, " pretty bright sort Of man,
and bound 70 60 through. L.. US have
your story now.'
The face Of Mrs. Barlow flushed slight
ly. Her husband waited for a few mo-
ments, and then said:
Let Us hear Of the yards Of stitching,
and the piles Of good ihipgs made
'No-nothing Of tha,,' answered Mrs.
Barlow,vith a light vail Of feeling cover
ing her pleasant voice. I had another
meaning when | spoke Of having accom-
plishea good days work. And now,
as my doInss will bear no comparison
with yours, think Of declining their re-
hearsal.'
"A bargain is bargain. Jenny said
Mr.. Barlow. housekeeping is car
dinal virtue. So let your story be told.
You have done good days work in your
own estimation, for you said SO. Go or.
am all attention.
Mrs. Barlow still hestated. But, after
a little more urging, she began her
story of good days work Her voice
was little subdued, and there was an
evident shrinking from the subject about
which she felt constrained to speak.
Il resolved last night said She, after
passing some hours Of sef-examinaton
aud self-upbraidngs, that | would, for
one day, try to possess my soul in pa
thence. An. this day has been the trial
day. Shall go on?'
Mrs. Barlow looked up with a tiniI,
halt-bashful air at her husband. She
did not meet his eyes, for he had turned
them partly away.
Yes, dear Jenny, 90 on The hus-
bands buoyancy oftone was gone. In
its place was something tender and pen.
sive.
Little Eddy was unusually fret full
this morning, as you will remembcr-
He seemed perverse, | ught-cross, as
we call it. | was tempted to speak harsh
ly two or three times but, remembering
my good resolu ton, put on the armor
of patience, and never let him hear a
tone Of my voice that was not loving
tone. Dear, little fellow! When | Went
to wash him, after breakfast | found,
just behind one of his ears, small, iutlam-
ed bile 1t has made him slightly fever
ish and worrysome all day. Oh, wasn't
i glad that patience had ruled my spirit
After you went away to the store,
Mary got into one Of her perverso hui
mors. She didn't want to go to school,
to begin with; then she couldn't find her
slate and then her shoe pinched her !
felt very much annoyed; but, recalling