The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1871-06-15

Sir. Moucton, said my grandmother, |
have no wood 10 burn to-day. What shall
dos
Oh, send Louisa to pick up some, said
tie good man, making stride toward
the door.
but She has picked up all she can fud.
Then let her break up some Old stuff.
But she has broken up everything al
ready
Oh! Hcll, then, do the next best thing
! must be OF, said the farmer, and of he
was, whis,liug as be went, aud no doubt
wondering ia his heart what the next best
thing would turn ont TO be-
Noon came, and with 1t came my grand
father aud four hungry laborers, Ny
grandmother stood ia the kitchen spin
ming on her great wheel aud singing a
pleasant little dltty Louisa was securing
IN DE back room, aud the cat sat purring
on The hearth before a black aud frcless
chimney, while the table sat in the middle
Of the room, spread for dinner with empty
dishes.
Wen wife, here VIC are, said my
grandfather cheerngly.
So | see, replied she placidly; have
sou bad good morning in the cornhcld?
Why yes, $3.50, But where Is the din
rers
IN the pot on the door step. Won't
you sec lfit Is donei
And on the door step, TO be sure, sat
the great iron pot nicely covered, but not
looking particularly steamy. My grand
father raised the cover and there lay the
ingredients Of n nice, boiled dinner
everything prepared in the incest man.
ncr, aud the pot fillcd with the clearest Of
water and an The vegetables as raw as
they had ever been, Ny grandfather
stared and my grandmother joined an
other roll 70 The yarn upon the distair,
and began another verso Of her song.
Why woman what does this mean?
began my grandfather, Indignantly. This
dinner Isn't cooked at ALL
Dear me, is it not3 Why II has sat IN
The snn fog these four hours.
Sat In tlle sum-
Yes, y0u told me try the next best
thing u having a fire, and thought set
ting ny dinner in tic sun was about
that
My grandfather stood doubtful for a
moment, but inally his sense Of humor
oycreamc bis sense OF injury, and he
laughed aloud. Then picking up his hat,
be said:
Come. boys, wc may - wen start for
the woods. We shall have no dinner tn
wc have earned n, perceive.
WON'T you have some bread and cheese
before you go; asked my grandmother,
snueFon. Ia her victory, as women almost
slway, are. Aud 50 She won the day.
The cellar stairs IN the old farm had
bad become broken aud so unsafe that my
grandmother besirged her husband early
and late, 20 rcp8ir them, least some acct.
dent shonil happen lie always prom
ised 70 20 20, aud always forgot 70 fulal
hs promises AZ last, one day, ms
grandmother fell IN going down, and
spilled tie miIk She wa. carrying.
Are you harl2 asked my grandfather.
smoking Lis pipe beside the fire.
No matter whether I am or not, TO-
ltrnel lhs ANGRY housewife, reappeariag
with Ser empty pan That Is tbe last
lime | carry milk down those stairs until
Ties are meHded
lieasc yourself aud tfy Use next best
way 10 sei q down, said the husband, q
little ae&r5 "a beer tone.
VIII, sali my grandmother. sud she
was = goad a hey word The next eve
bling mg grandfather won, down TO the
cellar q draw Some elder
NAst 10 uaanaer exclaimed ho-noiA.
ipg worse . assure SOC. fog le was not a
prutsae aaa-n lisl Tn taaaler i tlte mat.
tsr down hs6 Why, woman, yoar
milk u sll ortt gte cellar bottom.
hBt replied nv grandmother, tran
qalg Wal think tia, u likely
enough allar - fsr
Failing $ GF WHAT % msan'
MAy yea know said ! shouldn't est
- the mAA eFer iisase broker slaIrs
900 seaiu. aad told ise % try the next best
way q eealus i down. and $ ] ioak upA
board a iae Lahea 6oor alfcn down
tie pane 4nl strained tAe mik iats them
Tie cellar Stairs were mendcd uezt
dsy.