Weekly Calaveras chronicle., 1867-08-10

/ head now and then above the dOu bly,
fragrant greetings, while a sprig or two
of celery had fallen in for company.
On an empty barrel, near, sat large
old basket. where walnuts, ears of pop
corn, clothes pins, empty fruit cans and
junk bottles held loving concert A
large pool of dark looking liquid lay
near, and peering into the board covered
tub, she discovered that the soft soap
had taken advantage of loosened hoop,
for escape, and was settling itself loving
ly near the base of half emptied cider
barrel.
Here, Bridget, whese's Tom ?" she
called. Tom was an Irish boy of about
13 years, whose business it was to wait
upon Bridget, or any one else who
needed him, but who made it his bust
ness between whiles to lower the wal
nut basket or apple barrel at pleasure.
He was soon found, and, surprised at
the sudden order from Miss Ruth, held
himself in readiness to obey.
"Tom, I want you to put this cellar
in perfect order
can sure an it's as it has been all
the Winter What's the order ye'd
like it, Miss Ruth ~
"t irst, this bin of potatoes. Take
everything out of it, sweep the boards
clean, and put back nothing but pota-
toes, and none but good, sound ones.
Then, look up some empty barrels, put
the turuips in one, and the onions in
another right up these leaking casks,
and sweep the floor clean, and if at six
O'Clock this evening when | come to
look at it, find your work we'll done,
you shall have half dollar" Tom
eyes went security for the money and
Ruth went into the kitchen, where
Bridget received a similar impulse with
regard to her closets, pantry-table,
drawers and wash room. Then Ruth
went up stairs, first to her mothers
linen chests. Everything in these were
taken out, and here the apple-barrel
style prevailed. Fine linen and coarse
sheets, old and new, pillow cases, plain
and ruflled, new and fresh, and ragged
and rumpled, lay promiscuously togeth-
er, and showing plainly that when
company had come and best ones
been wanted, all had undergone open
ing, shaking out, and refolding to get
at those which were needed. So with
the linen Ruth closed her first day.
And the best, second best, and those
needing repair, neatly folded, assorted
and placed in three different chests, was
the result. The next day her mothers
wardrobe, and bureau. and basket of
work, underwent the same supervision.
And then the children's room The
one bureau, which had answered for
Charlie, Fanny, Ethel and the baby,
and which had long been literally used
to "good measure pressed down, and
running over" was emptied of its con-
tents, one-half of it given to Charlie
exclusively with all his own articles of
clothing neatly arranged and laid in,
and the other half to Fanny. A new
bureau was ordered, and none too much
room found in its two upper drawers
for little Ethel, while the baby could
not reasonably get along without the
remaining two. So, at weeks end,
from attic to cellar, everybody saw that
something had happened.
~ DECLARE" said Mr.. Brown, on
Saturday night, as he took his dressing
gown from the new row of hooks appro-
priated to his own need on one side of
the wardrobe, and drew his slippers
from pocket of the neat chintz shoe
case, 81 declare, wife, it's means of
grace to me-these new arrangements.
No confusion anywhere. You look
twenty years younger, and I feel forty,
at least If this comes from Ruth's
visit it was money we'll spent. A place
for everything and everything in its
place is certainly one way of making
"a little heaven to go to heaven in ="
Aud Edith was sure she had repeated
the words "likc Paradise often
enough for an echo to his words, as she
had gone from room to room and closet
to closet that day, and wondered she
! had never understood it before