South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1870-08-19
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ny MAIIALA GowRAS.

just like sitting down aud cricn my eyes
out. Peter has split his bread and milk a.
gin all over my cleau floor might scrub
aud dig, to look well, and thut's S all tho good
it'll do. As shurs as 1.-Two, have good
mind to say that III never clean this floor
agin.' Aud poor Nra. Dake walked across
her damp floor iu such haste that the dou-
ble-ruffle of her cap fell back upon its front
as if she had been Walking against a strong
wind letting herself fall into great rock
ing chair with tremendous force. The an
cry woman was to DO 7itied, for her inner
life was like neglected soil, that needed on
ly cultivation to mi ko it bring forth buds
and beautiful blossoms.
Presently, johnny, of eight summers,
camo rushing into tho kitchen, and through
the bread and milk: carrying portion of it
on his feet to the p.utry door, when dole
full scream, 1'll take tho skin off from you,
Johuny, if you take another step,' arrested
bis progress. This panoramic picture in.
creased the mother's impatient feelings,
keeping them sccthirg through her soul,
burning up much Of thu tenderness and ma
ternnl affection there.
Little Peter raa out, and braccd himself
against the house, near tho door, to listen
to his mothers lecture, hoping to escape
corporal punishment, generally the result
of such provoking accidents
Before Mrs. Dake's unpleasant emotions
had subsidcd, Walter, the Oldest boy, came
into the room where she still sat, brooding
over her seOcre troubles, and exhibited a
longitudinal hole he mad just cut in his new
pants, asking her to mend them soon, say
ing that lis father wished him to go to the
village and buy pitchfork after he had
raked up some hay in the south meadow.
70 my, if this don't beat all na.ur! It's
no use trying to live with such a set of boys
as I've got. wish I was dead and cut of
my troubles. The more work tho moro l
may. It's work, work, from mornin' till
night, and nothing but trouble for pay. I
don't bleve any other mother ever had such
careless set of boys as I have I made
thom trousers only two weeks ago, last Fri
day, and on unlucky doy it has been to me.
.Ygu mi, el;rroetn 1rrr 7eu
cut that Lole2 Il tohger than my middle
finger: Speak, o;I'll pull the hair all out
Of your head E
Walter; in great trepidation, responded,
with fathers jack. knife
'Wbat businessihave you with your faith
er's knife, 1 shouM like to know?'
And Mrs. Daka's face was very red with
anger. Uofortunate woman That passion,
xngouer,t causes words to be uttered that
pever shod fall from the lips of any intel
lecsual beiS;, and prompts people TO COM
nit crimes tbt mains the character for =
lifetime, freqSsAtly.
1.ll give him'a piece of my mind when
he comes home to supper you see if I
don't.'
Mother, don't scold father, for he was
not to blame. ! cut CAD with the knife,
and when was trimming of the branches
tho kuifc glanced and cut that long hole in
my pants: but I'll bo very careful after
this if you'll not fretns father, for he need
ed tho CAD 10 drive the oxen.'
Wnltor's voice was very low and musical,
and Mrs. Dake's eyes lost much of their
severity. A moment lator, patience, for
gveness, aud reason whispered to her thus ::
'Of course you'll forgive little Peter for let
ting his basin of bread and milk fall; for
what q sweet kiss he laid upon your check +,
this morning, just before he went out into
the meadow to see tho men cut down the
toll, rank grass, made so by One who sends
tho gentle rain on the Just and unjust, and
gives sunshine to all. How Poter's eyes
glistened, when he turned round and said +,
Goodbye, mamma Aud didn't Johnny
gather up basket of chips to heat the wa-
ter to wash the dishes ? and he did it, too,
without saying as some boys do, Il don't
want to-
'How gentle Walter was when you used
those harsh words in bis presence, for meet
ing with, perhaps, an unavoidable accident.
You'll 60 right off and mend his pants, 80
be can have them to wear to the village this
evening; for you wish to have him look re-
spectacle when ho goes into the great brick
hardware store to inquire for pitchfork.
And you'll not be SO cruel or unreasonable
as to talk unkindly to your husband when
he comes home to milk five COWS and to eat
hi, supper. O, so weary,wil be your hus-
baud ! How often he has said to you, 'Pol-
ly, don't work too hard this b1t day. Havo
the boys help you all thoy cou.'
you ought to be thankful that you havo
so Kind a husband, aud that Jour children
arc SO obedient as they are.
Il s'poso I am little too cross, some
times, aud mean to turn ovct new leaf
and stop this frcttiu' and scotdin', for to
own the truth, I do feel ashamed of myself
when | get kinder over tbesc spills. 1 rally
blovc it's material to me, and 1,guess I'm
CROWN worse as I grow oldor. I'll 60 this
very mint and cloan up Peters bread aud
milk, aud say no more about The hole in
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