Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1868-04-30
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A clustering evenings lam all alone
An old maid with no iusbsnd Co destroy
her peace, nor any dreadful annoyances in
the Shape. of children, with money enough
at interest to keep the Wolf from the door
and house of her own. overhead, might
surely expect, after the tea-things We're
washed and put Away, the ire made, the
table drawn close 20 il, the lamp close "a
her elbcw. and book close to her nose
an ald maid thus happily situated nigh. /
say, in all reason, expect comfortable
time. Alas, far from IL : The wind
whistles around the houses with more than
ordinary defiance, ane tremble inwarlly |:
Tor well do know, ana vel toesit know,
also. the cracks and holes in my dilapidated
dwelling. Here IL ccnes wishing and
roaringi with "a whisk * turns my new
wig aslzew: witllanather, theleayeso my
book are firttcrinc and tipping As if they
were in league With the bois.e rons thing.
/ adjusttny wig and refnd ma place in
vain :. There il comes, Easains and a gain,
y rough blast -sisB a the chimney sends
the smoke posningn into the room, scatter
ing shower of asEes orer my clean white
slam MY book with apetulautie rk, take
UP my ,l-lIap, and sssEtSen an fndi giant
march HpEto bed eCreaL creak 60 thu
boards, as If theS WIRE possessed. The
door refuses to open, I jerk and pub
systematically :; another blast of wind my
lamp goes out. still i tug at the door If
opens suddenly, and down go. Miss
Jerima Bloor picks herself w, minus dig
nifty, temper and wig. / grope my way up
stairs, stepping lightly 6s eertsih shaking
steps, and running asp linter silto my hand
from the broken banisser.f g L reach my
room AZ last must leavc the door unlocked
because the lock IS out of order; undress-
creep into bed. and cannot close my eyes,
because there is a piece of loose plaster
gaping Just above my heail-Iliore terrible
10 me than the sword of Dam0cles. 40
During the long hours of that sleepless
night I worked myself UP TO desperate
resolution The case, YOU can see, was
grave anil urgent: 7 ran imminent risk of
losing that bland. amiable disposition
which las know from the concurrent testi
mony of my most discriminating friends)
i natural 10 me. The house shall be
thoroughly repaired. Not another night
viii sleep in it till it is - p
arose peep of day ard noon Sound
over the way. am tosleep on the lounge
IN the parlor, for tie LITTLE " oman possesses
only two rooms ansl a.kitcken- - grr
| Immediately assemble all the carpen-
tiers. GLACIERS. timers, l,ricklayers, painters
and paper hangers with whom our village
is blessed ] M hoilse is being repaired
and renewed outside and in contem-
plate the changes TINS going ON with
well let The truth be .told-with some
what mixed-emotions am slowly COM
ing to the conclusion that there is no such
thing as perfecthapp mess in this subiunary
sphere Men are so intensely aggravating,
especially carpenters, GLACIERS, timers,
bricklayers, painters and erlhangers.
One afternoon We sat-my hostess and
lin her iitrfe parlor; at the front win
cow looking across the street and watch
ing that rascally John Stocker, the carpen-
tie. Good heavens There he sat i'm my
best room window, sNiAging his heels and
smoking a pipe-saot a Thought of my
work in his headl Now, the odious crea-
ture lSnows-no one better-what IA hurry
| am in and how detest pipe. Yet here
may be. for al he csres, sleeping on Mrs.
Robinson's lounge for month or two
and all the time NY parier-Miss Jemima
BIoor's best roOnl-seented with tobacco.
L wonder il the nun expects to go TO
heaven when he dies / wonder if he ex-
poets me to paw him three dollars day
for smoking has pipe and swinging his
heels? = - 80 q A17eoF va nc
All, there comes Joseph Baldwin just
back from dinner, and-let- me see-it's
twenty-five minutes past two. II, / had
my way about w0mens rights, I'd put the
men out of this voTld altogether thai
would settle the quessipn. What are they.
after all but an sggrayation, a nlarplot
and general nuisancey eas1 u art ESP
Now, there goes VIII Wiley, framping
right over my yerbena-bed. Has the man
no eyes in his head. or did his
mother never succeed in beating 1t into
his dull brain that a vefbena-bed is not to
be walked On, and that garden-path is
And now think of il, it was only yes
tertlay found fiye broken panes In my up
stairs window Y CT that flithless, good-fo
nothing giazier had sworn to me that very
morning that be had taken every sash out
from sirret. to cellar, and left all in per.
feet ORDER Lords of creation, indeed
Lords of fiidlestick Wonderful example
of superior intellect-was it not ITO take
window-sash out for repairs, and put il
back in perfect order with FIVE broken
panes in 1t = If Miss Jenima Bloor were
to sit in maiden h1ys1est window
and smoke, pipe nd sing her heels--i
she were 10 Come from dime TO her work
at twenty-five minutes after tw0-if She
were to 90 rampiAs shout On peoples YER
5beds-if she wire TO declare win
dow-sash with i've ftroken panes in it e
be completely repaired-would she cal
herself a lady ofcftss2fen and a superior
intellect p 1 ask ztlIe world w ould she cal
herself trd or a lady of creation and a
vt this point my indignant reflections
were interrupted by a soft splisi-splash
and subdued little fiutter of sobs.
Nv hostess had been knitting, with her
comfortable fat hands, babys hood fol
Mrs. Peters, next door.
As looked up / saw the tears tricklt
down ON her knitting needles till they
shone and wirked at me in an impish man
ner.
This little woman is my mental cushion
my social rest Mild, round and rosy
in body and mind, crying is the only lux
ury she seems thoroughly to enjoy. The
tears roll over her plump cheeks as II
they were used TO it, and leave them
plumper than before. The round, light
blue eyes are always ready for shower
and look all the rounder and bluer after il
is over. / never knew her to have an
original idea : indeed, / think she never
had but one very clear idea of any descrip
ton The thought of her whole life had
been "her Willie" Mrs. Robinson, al
though weak little woman enough, has
had curious history Of her OWL 49,
twenty, William Robinson, q sailor 6f the
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