The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1861-10-16
eauftship and Cleaning House.

See med drabsolulely TO quiser in the radien
glow autumn sunshine, and the grapes,
whose amelhy ysine clusters blIshed through
/ the irellis of clineing leaves, 10 grow deep
er in color aud more gloomy, as if they had
STOLEN The imperial dye Of ;housand pur-
! Pile sunsets aud brilliant dawus, as the sun
! mounted higher in the clouGiess dome OF
! heaven. No irescoed ceiling, hung with
ieweied pendants was ever more beautiful
than tins arbor oil grape leaves where The
light and shadow played in fitful arabes-
ques with every moving widd-and so
Thought Richard Msyheld, as he came
slowly up the garden path that led TO his
broiher's house.
The mansion itself, however, was far
from presenting the gala aspect that per.
vaGed all nature, and our hero's counte
nance underwent a iudlcrous iransforma-
tion as he eyed the open windows aud
doors.
BY all the powers said he 10 himself,
If Isabel aim. cleaning house again Well
women are the most unaccouniable Beings!
do believe they delight in turning things
upside down, and making themselves and
the rest OF the world uncomfortable
What's the use OF choking people with dust
and deluging them with soap ans water
twice a year! However let The dear enig-
mas have her own way. I'm sure ] am the
last person to oppose Them.
With these philosophical reflections yet
in his mind, Mr.. May6eld deity threaded
his way through colony of while wash
pals and lime kettles .ha: surrounded the
front door, and entered upon the scene of
action. ltwas quite plain from the shout
with which the children greeted his appear
ance that he was general favorile.
Halo, Uncle Dick, we're cleaning honse!'
cried Master Henry Augustus MayfielJ,
who was mounted a-tride of doubled up
feather bed castga,iha ii fearfuily with his
mothers best silk parasol.
.Ain't it splendid Uncle Dick q excIam-
ed Miss Julia, who was eudeavorng to p-y
ont the principle of sound from thirty dol
lar music box, by Introducing carving
knife into lis exterior works, while Mrs.
MayfieId, half distracted by calls from divers
directions. was totally unconscious of tue
mischief being wrought.
'Dck. am so puzzled and annoyed, she
said. Here is john called 70 the city by
pressing law suit, and the whole house up
side down!
'Thou2hi that was what you ladies' l!ked,'
cried Dick, perchins himself upon The top
OF The dining table, and fescuing shell
basket from the destructive grasp OF the
smallest Mayfiec o. all
And my cook has gone and the FIRE won't
burn, aud the wall winters haven't come
this morning, aud the parlor ceiling is half
unfinished, aud you know the sewing soci.
ely is TO be here tomorrow highland Dick
what shall doa
Don't fret p raid Richard, eoothingIy,
an make The FIRE burn, or Ill know The
reason Why, and III finish the ceiling for
you.'
'Youp
Yes, me. Didn't ] whiten my own room
al college, when We boys smoked il into the
color OF an old snuff box And then I'll
tack the carpet down and see about putting
those dislocated bedsteads tog ..her'
'Bu. Dick. you must be too tired after
dancing Till Twelve O'Clock at the pic-nick
la st night
sMe tiredl FIddIestick Where's The
refractory stovep
The very fire was hot proof against sun-
ny determination. II broke into acheeriui
blaze the moment he attacked its citadel,
and IsabeI's lace frightened Simultaneous
ly. The skin with which he next erecled
a scaffolding and mounted ;hereou, with a
panopIy of ~hite-wasE pals and brushes,
WAS perfectly astounding, the more so, as
his slender figure, aud ra her pale complex
ion, aristocraticaIly small feet and hands,
conveyed The idea of one who was adapted
only to Broadway paVements and gIiuering
ball rooms.
4 suppose the workmen didn'tleave their
wardrobe. when they went away last even
ing, Bell q he asked, when he had scaled
The rather perilous height
No. said his sisier-ih law.
Then just hand up that old sheet and
piece o. that bed cord yonder. Now. don,
you admire my font ensemble 2
'Uucie Dick looks like a ghost Said Mas
Ter Henry Augustus.
No he don'i-he looks like the old mil
Ter down al ihe pond. struck in Miss Julia >
Upon my word, / don't know which is
the most complimentary observed Richard
dryIy.
'Now. then, clear The track, .ssery soul Of
you, and give me chance"
And he worked on, now patsing TO suf-
rey. his achievements, bni oftenssi OF all re-
Ispsiug into ihoights 1.-The beautiful young