Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1868-02-28

from the tray; there were turnips that
had never been under the influence of
fire; there were apples handsomely
sliced for sauce, and there were hume
rous other edibles, but none Of them
could Raymond eat. He turned for
consolation to a cup of tea his wife
had deposited by his plate.
There were tea leaves floating in his
cup, but the tea looked remarkably
pale nevertheless, Raymond, by force
of habit, blew it vigorously to prepare
it for his palate; but when he put it
to his lips, he found that he had vast
ed his breath, for the water was cold
as when it came from the spring.
Raymond was not hasty man
He pushed back his chair deliberate
ly, and thought aloud, j." In the name
of Heaven, what does this mean 2"
Mrs. Warren, whose countenance
during this scene had worn a sober
aspect, now smiled pleasantly, and an
swered:
THE victuals were all on the stove
the usual time"
IT'S strange they were not cook
ed" said Raymond.
Not at all" said Mrs. Warren
4" there was no wood to cook them
with"
In a moment Easy Warren then
saw what a "moral" there was in his
novel dinner, and with keen appe-
tite he went to work on his. wood
pile. He took his dinner and supper
together that day, and he remember
ed that Mrs. Warren said:
"Now Raymond, whenever you
leave me without wood you must eat
victuals that have been cooked on a
cold stove"
Many women would have stormed
and scolded, but Mrs. Warren knew
there was better way to correct her
easy husbands carelessness, or shift.
lessness, as the reader pleases.
One day, when there was no -four
in the house, and Raymond was about
to go with neighbor to a town meet
ing, his wife hid his best coat
and reminded him of the empty -four
barrel. Another day his corn was tc
be gathered, when a neighbor came
and desired him to assist him with
his horses and wagon. 1t was g
neighbor who often received favors
but seldom rendered them; yet Easy
Warren could not refuse him. Bu
when he went to hitch his horses be
fore the wagon, he found that one of
the wheels was missing. OF course
the neighbor was disappointed. Ii
the afternoon, when Raymond ex
pressed a wish to draw his corn, his
wife told him where he could find hi:
lost wagon wheel.
Thus was Easy Warren's house
hold managed, until he began to real
ize practically what the error of hi;
life had been. People said:
Warren's farm looks much better
than it did years ago." Mrs. War
ren interfered with Raymond's bust
ness except when he neglected it, anC
then she never found fault or scolded
but took occasion to show his neglec
to him in a manner which impress
ed him with his injustice 20 his owl
interests.
Raymond's cattle were we'll cared
for, and were in good order. Wher
his fences were down, if he did no
replace them, his wife employed ;
neighbor to make the necessary re
pairs. His wife took the papers ant
read; she knew the state of tht
market, and, to oblige her, Raymond
had his grain in market when tn,
price was highest. Some peopl,
said:
Easy Warren is a hen-peckeC
husband"
But he knew better; and he Otter
boasted that his wife was more of
" business man" than he was. A
They had lived together peaceful
ly some years, when, one day, Ray
mond was in good humor thinkin!
over his prosperous condition, and h,
told her. I'm woman's rights NAL
of the true grit. They may say yo1
wear the breeches if they please; In
satisfied to have you do the thinkin,
of our firm. And now / see what
, fool | have been. ! must make u
for early shiftlessness." ~ a.
He did make up for his early shift
lessness, and under his wife's judici
Gus training he became industrious
, instead of Easy Warren.
Mrs. Warren had the correct ide
of woman's rights md woman
wrongs. We commend her manage
ment to those who have " easy" hus
bands. Especially do we commen,
it to those unfortunates who hav
earned for themselves the opprobriou
title of SCoLDs." 81
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opinion that firm, compact and dun
able hedge may be made by plantin