The daily Green Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1861-1865, 1861-05-11
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the target OF woman's eyes for many min
uics al time AT last, throwing down my
pen, | exclaimed.
II there be one thing dislike IL ore than
another, il is to be looked ut = .ea
'Vuy likely said my wife; but you
brough, it upon Yourself
Well, wont bear il anv longer re.
piled /; and | wish you ou,d 80 away aud
leave mo to my writing. This is my room,
and | DONE ant it syept. 1t secms to me
as if sweeping vas d"Ds for 10 other purpose
than to raise dust, SO that Que can 20 about
with a feather brush and a duH.i cloth, and
scatter the dust which has settled on the iur-
nituro ever the fCor again. What possible
good liz accomplished thereby, don't see.
The obtusen.ss OF some persons, she an
swered, malicionsly, ottcn prevents their
seoing good IN anything.
Indeed y was al youchsafcd in reply
At that momcut Blddy made her appear
ance, complaining that some one had carried
off her broom aud dus. pan aud she could not
find them. My wife regarded me attentiveiy
If any Que she sAia, has had The a.
daciiy to hide them, shs.i hegog get it
es long rs live
made no reply.
1t il very singular, she continued, what
has become Of them
loosed GU: oil the window, and asked my
wife what the Doise Was that came up from
ths yard.
We'll, if that ism: TOO bad she said ;
there is that dear little boy ont in the rain
without any cap on, and with the dus,.pan
and broom. What u careless gi,l You are TO
have left them lying where tho little fellow
could get them. Go, quickly, and bring in
The child. After all, it is your fault she
added, turning 10 me; if you had alloa cd
Bridget to attend 10 her sweeping here, as
usual, this would not not have happened
Now, he has rrobably taken o terrible cold,
"a, d will have the Group and die, lor aught /
know.'
Here the lad saads his appearance, sirug-
g'ing in Bridget's arans. fIo was thorough
!y wes, and had, apparently, been thro.n
from his horse, Tor he Vas covered with mud
from head 10 foos.
Look At him ! exclaimed my wife; can
be ever be got c!eaD?'
He is in q pickle said,
Pa said / might go out; and take the
broom, too,' aaid young hopeful.
ffownea as the rascal
Is that true !! my vile asked ..-
'Ce,:oiny 1t is,' laid. And yoa just
see, continued, hog wrong it wss III yea
to send Bridge 70 sweep my room, whan you
Knew was engaged in writing. /: will be
al. owing to yonr III management of house.
hold affairs if ,hat boy be sick, and die. Aud
Il this should bo the result. how you ever can
forgive yourself, DO no, know.
Bus, my dear 3 .e said, looking implor-
ingy into loy face. ] did,! send him into
the yard.
cannot help Iha,,' replied the fault
is yours just the same. 1t al! comes from.
youi mania for swe3pins ani Iust;ng. wish
TO gracious there were 10 such things asa
broom in the world
Bot, intorposod my wife, do you really
think TIE darling will be sick aal die ? and
she caspcd The lad, mudd,ed though he was,
withia Ter arms.
L cannot tell, replied, how five min
ules exposure 10 . warm spring rain may eff
feet him bat, a: all events, added sni.
ling at her terror, tho tault vii! rest at
your door.
'Ah! sec how it is said my wife, her
conhdence somewhat restored il is the old
story enacted in tho garden of Eden by our
Grst parcnts-ho man putting the blame
apon tho womap.
Ny dea.,' said, as it has ceased rain
ing, think will take walk and while |
am absent, you can let Bridget sweep and
dust my room but added, as ! took up
my bat and coat. If ,here be one thing dis
like more than another, it is q Fridays
cleaning. --Hoa9e JouraGi. +...