Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1861-12-04

and met your neighbors and have a pleas
ant word with them, but we see the same
things day after day. and lonesome some
times. and wonder why we were put into
such kind of lives as these.
Then it's trying to a woman's nerves
the kind of work she has to do. 'Tisn't
like plowing and sowing and driving hor-
ses; that's heavy work to be sure, but then
you're strong to do it. But we have such
particular careful work. Now, there ia
bread-making-you don't know how much
worry there is about it. You must take
so much into the account, the kind of -four.
the kind Of wood you have to make your
fire, the yeast; all these are changing and
you must make allowances for this. You
must let the bread rise just SO much, and
fix the dampers just right, and handle it
so careful. Why, DR.. D. told me that
it's like managing chemicals; and he said
men that had to work with chemicals we're
the most nervous kind, because they were
always so full of thoughts and care. Then
there's preserves and pickles, and cakes
and coffee. You don't know anything a.
bout the care and trouble it is to get them
up so nice. when you sit down to eat the
light, crisp pastry and drink the coffee,
creamed to the color that suits you. You
don't know how tiresOme it is to feel so
much patience and watching it takes before
a turkey or roast is done to turn
Mr.. jones looked steadily at his neigh
bor while she talked. She paused mo-
ment to replenish the fire. He sat in a
kind of maze, without offering her any as
sistance. Finding he did not speak, she
"And so you see, with all these things !
don't think much about what's going on
outside, that you and John talk about, /
though 1 often wish 1 could. And think ]
somehow, I'm ike our old hen L spoke of
for 1 don't mind much about myself 1
see that I'm getting to stoop more every
year, and there are gray hairs here on my
temples, though I'm not thirty yet. The
are so plain, too, on my forehead.
ana sorry; John thought L was so pretty, /
years ago. l remember how straight and
slim | used to be. and 1 had hice brown
lair and red cheeks Dear me- there hasn't
1een 4 bit of color in them for years.
IOhn is always good and kind, but he don't
lnOw how worried get, most every day,
md when l speak short and fretful some
ines, he looks surprised and says, What!
Nary, is it you speaking in such voice as
hat?'"
Mr.. Jones looked up in wondering kind
{ way. why, l never thought of this !
,efOre, he said. | thought wOmen's work
wasn't much, any way. But L see you're
light According to your strength, you
lave the hardest time. We work hard,
nut then, as you say, we're stronger, and
ave more variety; and then at evening we
est. I'm glad you spoke SO, Mrs. Brown.
III be more cOnsiderate toward the women.
ID advise you to keep hired girl, only
hey're such cross vexing thinks" L
''NO, ] don't think So, Mrs Brown re- !
,lisd. ''Hired girls are abused too. They h,
ave the same troubles that | have, almost. a..
30 wonder they complain sometimes. who
ave cause always. We ought to be sorry
or them and remember their troubles !
nd then, John can't afford to keep girl;
wouldn't let him No, there's no way :
Or me but to keep on working and worry !
no till can't do any more, and then they =.
7ill lay me away where it's quiet and L
hall rest. But" and her eyes grew !!
right, 1.-The children will grow up tall and
trOng, and if my life goes to nourish theirs.
suppose it's all the same. And yet
ometimcs wish my life had been bright
T one"
a rough hand fell on the woman's head, c
ut its touch was gentle as her mothers
hight have been; firm, manly voice, said: {
Your life shall be bright one, Mary.
iod help me make it 50.
She turned quickly, exclaiming in her /
Id, sweet voice q
John, joint" C
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