The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1860-12-15
BY MRS. u,srirr prrcrrR STOWE.
FFsm The New Yssk Inaspsndcrtt, -.

Ia,t7, FTsm ihe New Yssk Indepsndefit, 4
| Deacon Tilden had the; saaprest. ncatest
white house that ever showed its Keen an-
glts from the dnsky ciutnps Of Old lilac
bushes. Infrsns efi stood On each siie of
the doorway, Two thrifsy cherryrtrees, which
bore bushel each every, season.g LSeept-
ing the aforementioned lilac trees, there was
not a flower or shrub round the pface.-
Rose bushes the Deacon theugh the
house, and the honeysuckle whieA his wife
tried 10, train over the porch was torn down
when the paintegs came, and on the Whole.
THE Deacon said. what was the .tisc Of put
| ting it Up, so long as it did not bear any,
! thing ~ sse.sa ase:-1 + 1t 8s.
/ By the side Of. the house. was a thrifty.
/ well kept garden. with plenty of curraat
4 bushes. goosebcrry bushes ard ounce trees
aud the beets and carrots and enions were
the pride of the Deacon's heart; but rs he
often proudly said. .s'eyerything was far
/ asc"-there aas nothing fancy about it His
wife put in timoronsiy cne seasnuf for flower
boster--Mrs. Jepkyns had Given her a pc.
tnnia, and Mrs. Silnpkips had brought her a
package Of flower seeds from New York
and so bed was laid OUT. But the thrifty
/ Deacon soon found that The wecding of i,
took time that Mrs. Tilden ght give 10 her
dairy. or to making shirts and knitting
i stockings ; and so it really troubled his con-
science The next spring he turned it into
his cornfeld and when biz wife mildly in
tinated her disappointment. said, J, plac,dly,
AFTER all, 'iwas, thing of. no use, and
took time p apd Mrs. Ti.den, being meek
woman, and one Of the Kind SAINTS who
always suppose themselves miserable sin
/ Il IS, ~ l,o- III,
wardly yexed about the incident in. her pray
ers that night, and prayed that her eyes
might be turned of from beho ding vanits ,
and that she might hesquicksned in the way
Of mindiug her work. ..gei.a,.. 81. y q,s
The front parlor Of the Deacon's house
was the most frigid asylum ofneatuess that
ever discouraged the eyes and heart of@a
visitor. The four blank walls were guiltless
Of any engraving or. painting. or Of any
| adornnent but IN ordinary wall paper and
aframed ccpyof the Declaration Of Indepen-
dence--on cachof ,tbeshrec sides stood four
| chairs-under the looking glass was shi
ming mahogany table, witba large Bible and
an almanac on it-and a pair Of cold, glis-
tering brass androns illustrated the ERE
place. The mantle shelf above had q pair
| Of bright brass candlestitks with pair Of
snulfers between-and that was oil. The
Deacon liked tit was plain and simple,
10 nonsense about it-everrthng for nse and
nothing for show--it suited him. His wife
| sometimes sighed and looked round it, when
she was sewing, as il she wanted something,
and then sung in the good old psalm e..
From vanity turn on my eyes
EN Let no csTrupt design 81 ~.
s~ Or easetous desires arise y
statrs Within thfs heart o. mipe. s5i SO 81 -
The corrupt design to which this esti-
mabe matron had been tempted had been
the purehase OF pair Of Parian flower va
ses, whose beauty had struck 70 her heart
when she went with her butter and eggs to
the neighboripg city, bntrecol!ecting herself
in time. she had resolutely shut her eyes to
the allurement, and spent the money use
fully in buying loaf sugar. S4
For II is to be remembered that the Dea-
con vns fond of good eating, and prided
Few women knew better how to set one, and
the snowy bread, golden butter, clear prc-
serves and ieIiies, were themes of sdmira-
tion ae ali Tie ten tabfs in the land. The
Deacon didn't mind q few cents id pound
n ore for a nicer ham, and would now and
then bring IN . treat Of oysters from the
r;ty when they we're dearest. These were
comforts, he said-cne must stretch point
for the comforts Of life. r29 q 8s71sss
The Deacon must not be mistaken for 4
tvrannicai man or q bad husband.9 When
! he qnietiv put bis wife's fowsr.pstehinto
his cornfeld, be Thought he had dons hss .
service, by curing her Of IN absurd sotioa
for thirgs that took time and made trouble
| and we're Of no nse and she, dear soul,
never had breashed dissent 70 any eoarss
Of his loud escugh to let him know she had
one. lie laughed in bis sleeve often when
he saw ber 30 tran nquilly knitting Or shirt
making d those times she had bssn went %
gire to her poor little contratsnd pleasures.
Az for the aower vases. they were repentsd
of--apd Mrs. Tilden pus handful Of spring
aaemeues into cracked pitcher, and il Of,
her Kitchen table, till the Deacon toesed
them ont sf tho window-ssha couldn't bear
to see ~eeds growing round J"
Tho poor issls woman had : kiAd sf
| chronie heart sickness, like the pinisg Of >
teething child, bus she never knew exactly
wbat i vss she wanted. II she .erer was
sick no mahs could be kinder than the Dea-
con. He h0 bsen known to harness IN III
haste and fush 10 tho neishboripg town =
\ four o'clock IN the moruine, ttat hs migt