The Valley Virginian. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1865-1895, 1869-05-20
THE BRAVE WOMAN, AND HOW SHE
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aaBedlanislcf loose! Pandemoniium in re-
bellion !lChaos turned inside out! What is
the reason aaman cannot be allowed to sleep
in the morning without this everlasting rack
ct raised about his ears ? Children crying
doors slamming-I will know the reason of
all this uproar
i Mr.. Luke Darcy shut the door Of his bed
room with considerable emphasis, and went
straight to the breakfast iparlor. issiaq sesa
All was bright and quiet and pleasant there
the coal swapping and sparkling in the CRATE,
and china and silver neatly arranged on the
spotlessi damask cloth, and the green parrot
drowsily winking his yellow eyes in theasun-
ny glow of the eastern window -Bedlam
plainly wasn't located just there, and Mr..
Darcy went stormingy upstairs tQathe nnrse-
fy..fs.a M .ggnasgt.sk
All! the field Of battle was gained at last.
Mrs. Darcy sat in her little low chair before
the fire, trying to quiet the screams Of an
eight month old baby scion Of the house Of
Darcy, while another-a little boy Of five
years-lay on his back, prone on the floor,
kicking and crying in an ungovernable fit Of
childish passion. sl'' si.s5tns .ss s.ai
!aaMrs. Dar-cyw enunciated Luke, with a
slow and pmipops precision, smaytI inquire
what all this means? Are you aware that it
is fifteen minutes past nine clock 2 DO you
know that, breakfast is waiting Pc tqi e''e4
81 knoWlLukc-I know" said poor, per-
picked Mrs. Darcy, striving vainly to- lift the
rebellious urchin up by one arm, aCome,
Freddy, you are going to be good now, mann
ma is sure, and get up and be washed: g 90
~ roarea Master Fred, perfornds
ing brisk tattoo on the carpet with his heels,
andclawing the air furiously.E sAi 9o9Els / .
gaLike cans 6 ayeugings vulture, Mr.! Darcy
bounced abruptly down on his, son and herr
and scarfiedshim promptly to- the closet and
turned the keysupon his screams. 'fs4t'ss ss,'
SNOW, sir, ~ can cry it out at yoar
leisure / Evelyn, nurse is waiting for the
| babE.9 Veil gosaoWn and break fast z sa3'a
10 s.But, Luke" hesitated Mrs Darcy, ssyou
won't leave Freddy there's" aasls'isEo5 9e'
ptWon't, I'd like to- know why not p It's
temper, and nothing else, that issat the bot.
tomlof all Of these aemopstratiqns, and I'll
conquer that stamper or I'N know the reason
why: tt ought to have been checked long
ago, but you are SO. ridiculously indulgentt =
There is nothing Iahave SO little tolerance
for as bad temper-nothing that ought to
be so promptly and severely dealt with "
| stBut if he'll say he's sorry, Luke?" e g
Mr. Darcy raped sharply at the panels Of
the door: W. cav A9i1'7iF
care you sorry for your naughtiness, young
man.? mari go4dla4 f., lasI,5z9i.i e''' III
A fresh outburst of screams anda renew
al of the tattoo wasethe answer.
II am sure. he is sorry, Luke pleaded
the all-extenuating mother, bgt Mr.. Darcy
shook his head. s..,5,eyi.4n., asIss essssoasg -
ssEntire submission is the only thing Twill
listen to- he said shortly. q tell you, Eve
lyn, T an determined to uproot this temper,
Evelyn, witha dewy moisture shadoWing her
eyelashes, and dull ache at her heart, fol-
lowed her liege lord down to the break fast
table, with as little appetite for the coffee,
toast and eggs as might be-. il, =, s,;S,.s9tg
"A tall, blue-eyed young lady, with q pro-
fusion Of bright chestnut hair, and cheeks
like rose velvet, was already at the table
when they descended, by name af Clara
Pruyn, BY lineage Mrs. Darcys sister. She
opened her eyes rather vide as the two en-
tered. t.f. yss VIII ,s.a.5 5,i..,a s3lt
"Good gracious, 'Evy, what's the matte: ]; r. /
aNothing," answered Luke, tartiy. "Mr s.
Darcy, appear to forgetthat have eaten
no break fast" 9ald 'ag at'i5iaas4 859'i'ss
qsomething il. the matter, thought said
Clara shreHdly. sWhas'js it Evelyn? Has
Luke had one of his tantrums? q g 1893 ?
Luke sat down his coffee cup with sharp
selick.' Il aa0aBs3G ssissa' u q " 1852 si..ati
"You use very peculiar expressions, Miss
Pruyn.'' s;.l a,s.sqqy9 AgesnaoJ gaaagaa
Very true ones sold Clara saucily. 3s q
Evelyn smiled in spite Of herself gs0R
| "It's only Freddy, who feels little cross,
and" e LII ,x..sp zg'g
T "A little ecross!" interrupted the indig-
nant husband. s'I tell you, Evelyn, i 'sauite
time that temper was CHECKED Oh, that par
| rot! What an intplerable screeching he keeps
up! Mary take that bird into the KITCHEN lH2.
OF 4 shall be tempted to Hring its neck.
Strange that man can't have, a little peace
once ID awhile wv hat dose all the eggs, Eye.
lSlyd? 4 i .thoughtI had asked you to see that
they were boiled itsfor a Christian to eat
Mr. Darcy gave his egg, shell and all, q