The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1861-12-06


The face of Mrs Barlow flushed slightly
Her husband waited for few moments, and
then said:
Let US hear of the yards of stitching. and
the piles of good things made
'No-nothing of that answered Mrs Bar
low, with slight veil of feeling covering her
pleasant voice. 4 had another meaning when
spoke of having accomplished good DAYS
work. And now, as my doings will bear he
comparison with yours, think of declining
their rehearsal
"A bargain Is bargain. Jenny said Mr.
Barlow. 'Word-keeping is cardinal virtue.
SO let your story be told You have done
good days work in YOUR own estimation. for
you told me so. Go on, | am all atten-
ton
Mrs Barlow still hesitated. But after a
little more urging, she began her story of a
good days work. Her voice was little sub
dued. and there was an evident shrinking
from the subject about which she felt con-
strained 10 speak.
4 resolved last night said she. after pass
ing some hours of selt-e1amination and self
upbraidinss, that would. for one day. try to
possess my soul in patience And this day
has been the tri,l-day Shall 60 on with
my story ~
Mrs Barlow looked up with timid half
bashtul air at her husband. She did not
meet his eyes, for he had turned them partly
away.
'les, dear Jenny, 60 on. The husbands
buoyancy OF tone was gone. In its place was
something tender and pensiye.
Little Eddy was unusually fretty this
morning. as You will remember. He seemed
pelverse, thought cross. as We call it. |
was tempted to speak harshly two or three
times; bat, remembering my good resolution
put on the armor of patience. and never let
him hear tone of my voice that was not
loving tone. Dear little fellow, When |
went TO wash him, after breakfast, | found
just behind one of his ears smal. infamed
boil. 1t had made him slightly feverish and
worrisome all day. o wasn't | glad tha, pa
tience had ruled my spirit.
After You went away to the store. Mary
got into one OF her bad humors She didn't
want to 90 TO school, to begin with; then she
could not find her slate; and then her shoe
plnched her. felt very much annoyed; but
recalling nv good resolution. | met her irri-
tatlon with calmntsS, her wiltulness with pa
tient admonition, her stubborn temper with
gentle re5uke; and SO | conquered. She
kissed ME and started for school, with a
cheerful countenlnce. with her slate in her
satchel. and the pinching shoe unheeded.-
And SO had my reward.
But my trials were not over. Some extra
washing was needed So | called Ellen. and
told her that Mary would require trock and
TWO pairs OF drawers to BE- washed out, the
baby some slips, ard You some pocket hand
kerchlet>. y saucy refusal leaped from the
girTs quick tongue. and indignant words to
mine. Patience, patience, whispered a
small still voice. / s,iiied, with an effort, my
feelings. restrained ny speech, and controlled
my countenance. Very calmly, as to all ex-
terror signs, did look into Ellen's face, un-
til She dropped her eyes to the floor in con-
fusion.
You must have forgotten YOURSELF said
with some dignity of manner, Vet without 4
sign Of irritation. She was humbled At once
confessed the wrong, and begged my pardon.
tOrgave her, after ieproof, and she went
back to the kitchen something wiser, think,
than when | summoned her. The washing
required has been done. and well done; and
the girl has seemed all day as if she were en-
deavoring 10 atone, by kindness and service.
for that hasty speech. If mistake not, We
were both improved by the discipline through
which We passed.
Other trials have had through the day.
Some OF them quite as severe as the few
which | have mentioned; but the armor of
patience was whole when the sun went down.
| was able to possess my soul in peace, and
the conquest of self has made ME happier
This is my good DAYS work. Does it seem
much in Your eyes?'
Mr. Barlow did no: look up nor speak, as
the voice of his wife grew silent, She wait
ed almost minute for his response. Then
he bent forward suddenly, and kissed her,
saving:
Mine was work, yours battle-mine sue
cess, yours conquest-mine easy toll, yours
hcroism. Jenny, dear, since YOU have been
talking have thought thus: My good work
has soled my garments, while yours are with
out a stain, and white as ange-robes. Low
ing monitor. may your lesson of tonight
make me a better man. Your good days
work gives two-fold blessing \. Er-
JageliA.
C. the Chelsea Telegraph reports tha;
one day last week lady Of tha. city went
out TO MAKE a call After ringing the bell,
Bidtiy came to the door, and the following
dialogue ensued is Mrs s. at home" :" No.
mem; she's gone to the circus TO the cir
Gus tgreatly surprised.) What circus has
she gone TO y 80 the sewing circus, men,
@ \ good story is told here of Slidell