Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1865-07-27
DODGEVULE, WISCONSIN, THURSDAY, JULY 27, 1865.

"There's Aunt Nancy now, just COM
ing into the gate, said her daughter
Betsy, as. looking up from the apples she
was pairing, she chanced to glance out
Of the window.
Indignant as she was, it was not in
good natured Mrs Lanes heart to re-
fuse kindly greeting to her sister-in-
law, who was evidently too full Of her
own concerns to have noticed any lack
Of cordiality, had there been any.
s'How do you do, sister Jane how
do you do Betsey," she said, seating
herself in the first chair she came to, as
if quite exhausted, though her keen
black eyes looked as sharp as ever
always cooking, I do declare En-
how it makes my heart ache to see you
spending SO much precious time in car
ing for the poor perishing body =
"Folks can't live without eating, re-
sponded Mrs. Lane, little tartly, as
this remark called to mind what she con-
sidered her sisters remissness in the
care Of her family. ''LeastWays, Z
haven't yet foand out the other way Of
living"
you always did make nice dough
nuts, Malinda," said Mrs. Shaw, very
composedly helping herself to one.
'These are light as honey comb, " she
added, as she broke it open, and pro
ceeded to dispose Of it with evident sat
isfaction Il don't know when I have
made any kind Of pastry. Professor
Spare, who lectured here last winter,
said that they were very unhealthy, en-
tirely destroying what he called the dis
gustive apparatus
"Yes, I know returned Mrs. Lane,
dryly, Husband invited him home to
tea one day, and couldn't perceive that
he had any particular objections to my
pies and cakes Indeed, 7 remember
thinking, that if that was his ordinary
way Of eating, I shouldn't like to be the
one to cock for him. And let folks say
what they may, never viii think thai
plain, light pastry, eaten moderately,
ever hurt anybody. | always let my
children have it, and they are as hearty
aud robust set Of boys and girls as yoa
can fad anywhere; as | am sure they
wouldn't be if they were fed on cold,
haif-cooked victuals, given TO them any
way and just when it happened y
'It isn't always the rosiest and fresh
est children that are the healthiest, "
said Mrs. Shaw, helping herself to an
other doughnut CHOW I think OF it, I
am certain I can see pimplo on Beteey's
nose-a sure proof Of oyer-ea6;ng; and
John Thomas is not nigh so strong as
my Johnny, who is not more than a year
or so the Oldest. But | guess III DO
my errand, and be going. ] called to
tell you that we are going TO have fair
for the benefit Of the oppressed Poles =
I'm ca the Committee OF Arrangements
and really hope, sister Lane, that you'll
take right hold and DO everything in
your power to forward this noble and
praisewoythy object
s'No, thank you, returned her sister,
in-law. =" think | can find objects Of
charity nearer home than Poland"
"But there is society Of which you
are member, that [ think I should like
to join" she resumed, after moment S
thought; 'sthe one for clothing and pro-
viding for destitute, neglected children
Mrs. Shaws countenance Frightened
"NNe shall be delighted !" she cx
claimed. "The initiation fee is only
two dollars, together with the weekly
payment Of eight cents"
II believe ] paid the initiation fee
about year ago, when it was first or
ganized. I did it cheerfully, though
what then considered to be duties near
er home prevented my doing more. |
will pay it over again, however, only |
must have the privilege Of bringing a
destitute child with me. I often see a
little boy roaming about the streets,
whose forlorn and neglected appearance
Ellis my heart with pity"
"Certairly that is what we expect
and desire every member to do as she
has an opportunity. We have q number
Of little jackets and pants on hand, and
there will be some among them that will
fit him. Our next meeting is just q
week from to-day, remember, at Squire
Mayos.'
There was a merry twinkle in Mrs
Lanes eyes that night, IS she superia-
tended preparation for supper, which
ever and anon deepened into smile
But though the children were anxious to
know "what mother was smiling about," :"
she kept her own counsel
The " ednesday afternoon a score
or more ladies were seated in Squire
Mayo's parlor with busy fingers and still
more busy tongues.
4 There is Mrs. Lane coming up the
walk = exclaimed Mrs. Mayo, who was
seated by the window. Just see what
wretched looking boy she is leading
by the hand It cant be one Of her
boys, for I know they are all models Of
neatness."
Mrs. Shaw was too busy distributing
work to even glance out of the window.