The Jeffersonian Democrat. [volume] (Chardon, Ohio) 1854-1865, 1860-10-12
WHOLE NO., SCI.
Tim Stoops,


l never undertook bu, once, said Tim,
to Sc, ut naught the authority OF my vile.
You know her way, cool, quiet bu: de.
termned as ever grew. Just after we
were married and all was nice and cozy,
she got me into the habit Of doing all The
churning. She finished breakfast before
me one morning, and slipping away from
the table, she filled the churn with cream,
and set 1t down just where l couldn't
help seeing what was wanted. So took
readily enough, and churned till the
butter came. She didn't thank me, but
looked SO nice and sweet about il, that 1
felt well paid.
Well, when the next chu,ning day came
along, she did the same thing, and fol-
lowed suit and fetched the butter. Again
and again ii was done Just so, and I was
regularly set for it every time. Well, By
and by this began to be rather irksome.
wanted she should just ask me, but she
never did, and [ woulda't say anything
about it to save my life. So on we went.
AT last / made q resolve not 10 churn
another tine unit. she asked me. Cburn-
ing day came, and when my breakfast
she always got nice break fast-when that
was swallowed, there stood the churn,
got up, and standing for few minutes,
Just TO give her chance 20 ask me, put
on my hat and walked out OF doors. l
stopped in the yard 10 give her time to
call me, but never word said she, and
so with a pa'pitating heart l moved on.
| went up town, down town and all over
town, and my foot was as restless as that
of Noah's dove. felt as if had done
wrong. did not exactly feel how-but
there was an indescribable sensation Of
guilt resting on me all the forenoon.
1t seemed as il dinner would never
come, and as for going home one minute
before dinner, would as soon have cut
my ears off. So went fretting and mo-
ping around till the dinner hour came.
Home went, feeling very much as Grim
inal must when The jury is out, having in
their hands his des,iny-l(e or death.
l couldn't make up my mind how she
would meet me-but some kind Of storm
l expected. Will you believe it-she
even greeted me with a smile-never had
3 a better dinner for me than on that day ;
: but there stood the churn just where
left it. Not word was said felt con-
fcundedly cut, and every mouthful oi
that dinner seemed as If it would choke
me. She didn't pay any regard to it,
however, but went on just exactly as II
nothing had happened. Before dinner
, was over, l had resolved, and showing
back my chair, marched 10 the churn
ard went mt it, just in the old way J.
4 Splash. dip, rattle, splash-1 kept it up
;, As il in spite, the butter was never Sc
: long in coming l supposed the cream
!, standing so long had got warm, and so
!, redoubled my efforts.
+ Obstinate matter, the afternoon wore
a away while was churnipg. paused a
; last from real exhaustion. when she spoke
;, for the first time:
4 Come, Tim, nv dear, you have ratt!ed
n that buttermilk quite long enough-ifit il il
q onl for fun you are doing il %
:, knew how it was in q flash ! Sht
n had brought the butter in the forenoon
= and left the buttermilk for me to exercis'
N with ! never set up for myselfin house
% hold matters after that.