Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1870-06-22

From the lodger,
Love and House Cleaning.
BY AMY RANDOLPH

was / uolc ne ulc4 III q luuatlc asylum
Slippers in the bureau drawer, on top Of my
best shirts; inkstand under the bed dressing
gown nobody knows where; chairs all tied
up in Holland wrappings and nothing to sit
on but the top Of hat-box And, worse
than all, carpets ruthlessly wronched up, and
floor all dolugod with damp soapsuds, enough
to give a man rheumatism and neuralgia for
the whole remaining term Of his natural life
Job might have had a great many trials to
ties; his patience-haven't doubt OF that --
but there is one trial he didn't have | new
er read in Scripture that Jobs wife cleaned
house That's a modern aggravation. |
mean to marry nice girl and make it stip-
ulation beforehand that we won't turn our
house upside down on principle twice a
year I"
Mr. Merrion soliloquized thus, as he stood
before the mirror smoothing his brown curly
locks with his fingers, in lieu of a hair brush,
which no amount Of search had proved avail
able in finding
Not so bad-ooking after all, in spite Of
his seven-and-iorty years, he could not but
tell himself as he stood there. Dark brown
hair, waved at the ends bright hazel eyes
o clear complexion, albeit somewhat touched
with brown; aud a square chin cleft with a
deep dimple in the centre. An old bache-
lor, but as yet not irremedilbly so. While
there is life, there is hope, and the aggravated
torments Of life in a boarding-house were
slowly but surely driving him toward his des-
tiny,
ga Mrs, Urlmshaw' the landiady' was at
the heal Oh inc 'espef Danl luetlng 'aDle' pour,
ing decoctlon OF weak tea INTO an array oil
ehipped stone-chlna cups as Mr. Merrion en-
tered. she greeted MN with happy smile.
vi course Mr. Merrloni sne sald'
you re qul'e ueiisn'eu 10 see no" nnely We
nave got along cleaning your room
" No. ma am, m not our nero made an
swer gruiiiy. s. l regard house cleaning as an
invention OF the hyil One' ana don't care
VINO knows 1t
Inc assembled gentlemen oi inc establish
ment murmured unanimous consent ; the as,
sembled ladies rolled up their eyes and
Wagged their teaspoons IN p'ous horror
Dear me sighed the landlady, now
peculiar men are hy dear departed urim-
shaw never hreatned word oil Objection to
spring cleaning III iGct ne used 10 help me
wnlteWash ana paper the walls with Ms own
hands
ana ne oleu' uluh me- ma am ihterro-
gated Merrlon' ,,
! es' ne diea' said MIS- Grlmsnaw' " ouI
It was oil gout IN the stomach at the age oil
hlty-two.
An sand Mr' Merron sepuIehraIiy',--
ana 'ncro no say!nE now ihuch longer ne
might have lived, II 1t hadn't been Tor spring
cleaning.
Nothing OF the KIND cried hrs. urlm
shaw indignantly and she began a detailed ac,
count oil the symptoms ana signs "hicn haG
accompanied the last END oil .the deceased
Grimshaw to the ladies Immediately around
aer' under cover oI o.5 wn'cn Mr, Merrion s~aI-
lo"eu MS Tea anu ehecteu au escape
\ man must be made OF cast-iron to en-
dure this sort OF thing much longer sald he
to himself, strollng out INTO the fresh May
air. won't continue solitary alone m
the world Is great procession any longer III
become married man.
-Four blocks oii IN cozy little old-tash-
Toned house, whose original sell OF red brick
was nearly concealed by wings additions ana
Day-wlndoWs, an covered win truhpet-creep-
er, wistera and broWn'stemmed honeysuckle,
dwelt pretty young widow, sweet-yoiced,
rosy and passing fair to look upon.
IN propose to Mrs Tyson said our
hero. And I'll do it at once ~
Mrs. Tyson was not at home, but the SER
want maid who opened the door, was quite
certain that, II Mr. Merrlon would only walk
in and wait few minutes her mistress would