Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1859-01-22
MISS SLIMMEys' WINDOW.
CHAPTER III.
MISS sLINNESs Has HOPES.

Isn't that old DR.. Greene-yes, it ia looming
out Of Peters's? OF course, Sarah Peters's got
another baby She and Queen Victory have
run about an equal match, though believe
she beat the Queen by this last one; yes, this
is her ninth. Well, never thought she a
come to that when she and used to be girls
tOgether-that Is. she was a great big and I
was very little girl 1t used to make her as
mad as FIRE when she had to tend any of her
oSn little sisters and brothers; she often said
.sns hated young ones, and hope she's got
enopgh OF en- now. That comes of her not
fonoving my example and jest saying "Nom'
rfght out every time a simpleton Of a male
cretur, IN pantaloons, come sugaring around
aud wanting to send for the minister The
Pertnasty Of some men is surprisin' If /
vhadn't ft and fit against it, / might have been
seduced into mstrimony myself and been in
the same FIX she is this blessed mint Good
vterd. ought to be thankful for my delivery;
IT'S bad enough bleaching and trimming, and
making up bunnits for u living, but it's not
quite so bad as nine squalling, eating, teasing,
worrying plaques to cook and mend for. The
more think on it, the more thank nv stars
that give Stebbins the mitten as fiat rs did
Yes, it's another baby, sure enough; do hear
the little panther yell wish they'd keep
their windows shet, distraeting decent people
with their hullabalOo. If there's ANYTHING on
airth hate and despise it's little sauirmipg,
kicking, pinyfaced, screeching baby. If had
that little red thing over here, I'd use it for
pincushiOn. What's that, Clara Brown "You
love the innocent things, and hope you'll get
married some of these days, and have one of
your own ?" Ugh! I've q notion to turn Won
out OF my shop, you indelicate, immodest
young woman, you What is the females of
the present day coming to, when chit of sew
enteen can confess that she ever even thought
OF such thing! If L ever should be so over
come by persuasion as to consent to share the
home Of some being Of the opposite sex 1
trust that our affections will be OF too spiritu-
Gus character to illuminate in a cradle and
a bundle OF squalling red flannel. Hey?
heard that whisper, Dora Adams. You said
and you needn't deny it-that if waited
much longer you guessed there wouldn't be
any danger. What did You mean by that
say what did you mean? IT you think
your red curls and your sassy ways is goin, , 10
excuse impudence to them that employs You,
you're mistaken; and you've got to tell what
you meant by that speech. You meant that
my beaux would become discouraged and be
obleeged to court somebody else Pr Oh that's
not 80 bad as it might have been if you'd been
saying what doesn't become you. 1 suppose
you're looking for ard to a chance and maybe
you il get one when you grow out of looking so
doWdy and fat. Your cheeks are like two
poppies, and your waist is almost as big again
as It ought to be; il | were in your place I'd
drink vinegar! There you needn't t roll them
great eyes of yourn over to Clara, as much as
TO say there is plenty Of vinegar about. What
did Celestis say because she didn't get her
Leghorn last night? almost cried" hey,
and you felt so sorry for her that you went
TO work and finished it? Another one of
your liberties, when you knew that left it
on purpose to disappoint her. 1t makes these
ehits altogether too selfish and conceited TO
have all their whims humored little yexa-
ton Of spirit is good for 'em once in q while
How did like Stebbins's new wife I've
1lnnhF An11 a
with two young ones could expect to. should
think she was over thirty, and some folks
might think she was good looking, but her
eyes is too black and sparkly. and her nose is
pug, and she's too plump TO have a particle of
style about her. She's dreadful blushing and
smiling now, but if them children don't see
hard times before years gone by then Al
yira SlimmeEs isn't good at guessing Steb-
bins looked as though he'd like to crawl
through an auger hole when he seen il was
me, and be cOlored up like beet when he in
troduced Mrs. Steb5ins. I expect he saw 1
was eyeing her mighty sharp, for he kept
hltching about, as uneasy as a fish out of
water but i catched them smiling in their
sleeves when they thought 1 didn't take no.
tee guess she was sOme poor body, that
couldn't do any better, for her bunnit was
n much as three months behind the fashion
and her silk gown was kind of aimsy thing.
Did i leave that poetry / was speaking
OF at the printing Office, on my way home
Mercy sakes alive you're running that piece
OF satin, you careless thing, Lay it down
and 90 and bring me them satins and hand me
that ruche, and pick up them scraps on the
carpet.
La. Miss Peterss got another baby. Az
soon . get my work done, 1 must drop in and
see how she's getting along. The poor critter
can't have much life left in her. and as for him
L don't see how he contrives to find bread and
butter Tor so many mouths. I've good no.
tion to take her over some of my ounce Jelly
and one of them young chickens No I won Z
neither; I'm 50 provoked at her for having such
tooi! She will expect me to hold the young
one, and kiss II, and make fuss over it. when
I'd rather choke the little rat If ever there
was torment sent upon earth, it's children
They are worse than the seven plaques of Eyypt
no peace, no quiet, no order where they are
-greasiDg You up, and falling down and bump
ing themselves, scratching each other, litter
Ing up the noors, taking the measels and the
chicken pox and the scarlet fever, wearing out
their clothes, telling tales, stealing your sugar
and preserves, crying with the stomach ache
taking hts in the night, falling in the creek and
getting drowned, they make q perfect piano.
rama; and only wonder that mothers don I
20 crazy with insanity. When there's any
prospects OF my having any the Lord deliver
US. Miss Peters got Mother Lummis to nuss
her; see her pass through the hall lust now.
There's one Of the children out in the street;
yeSN Seh ucI OfcE anu uQQ OUT whether Its
: u girl or boy. SO! you've got q little sister,
have you? Oh, 9 brother? Nice little follow,
.sn't he? Here, take this piece of pretty red
silk for your patchwork, and run home now.
Tell your ma III be over to SEQ her before
night 'spOse ought to take her something
To cheer her up, though / don't pity her one
bit: II there anything that / am continu all y
aud everlastingly thankful about, il is that
I've kept out Of sech serapes =
Did You ever if there amt Miss Purson
coming across the road with that bunuit of
hers In newspaper, as usual. I've alter
that bunnit once year, and trimmed il twice
year, for the last-weii, time out Of mind
do wish She get new one; I'm tired of that
Leghorn bunnit; it's like some peoples tongues
there's no end to IL. The FIRST time she
brought it, ii was trimmed with plum-colOred
satin riobin and gold artiicisls aud beached
lt Tor her and put the same trimmin's back on.
We sewed braid on TO make il larger, and I've
took braid of to make il smaller; it's been ON