Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1871-05-17
Our 3loung FOLKS.
Let something GO. "

Let something Go"
How tired You look. Mrs A said the
sprightly school teacher, VI $ D.. a. She
seated herself AZ the supper table OF the
farm house where She boarded | CON
fess N rather dull. myself, a- its FRIDAY
night. set Toy Monday morning I'll be a.
bright as lark but you hou-esccpers
nave no Saturday vacations. She turned
from sympath ing words TO actions, and
began to butter Willie, bread. then drew
the baby high cha =. which was in rather
alarming prox mlty to the teapot, nearer
her own.
Farmer A., fine looking and porty, at
the opposite end Of the table, formed a
perfect contrast to his delicate wife. The
world had gone well with hun prosperity
was written on his countcuance : hls yerr
manners testified to the fact tina; be was
the owner Of many broad acres and Suew
well how to mana e them so as to bring n
an income that every few years enabled
him to become the purchaser of some ada
cent farms
His wife was refined and Intellectual
her face, notwithstanding ITS cneertulness,
wore constant expression Of weariness
that told the careful observer Of labor too
hard for the slender frame and over tasked
nerves.
After supper, Miss d., and the three
older children drove Oft to the weekly
singing school leaving AIr A comfortably
seated in the rocking chair. reading his
political papers, apparently oblivious Of
the fact that his tired wife was frequently
interrupted in her sewing to repienlsh the
frr, rock the crib OF restless BABY. and
also to assist NeIh in the mysteries Of
ong division
Nine o'clock, and sewing yet, exclaim-
ed Mss D., coming M from singing school
and as She spoke. She paytully snatched
the garment from Mrs As hand and tos-
sed 1t on the table indeed you must not
work 50 late You are as thin now as the
shad that went over the falls
Il often tell her to let something 20,
blandy remark 81 Mr.. y: but she always
will work Just so hard. Boys. have the
fire made by five. | want John to be off
after MS load Of wood by daylight. Wife
you'll hurry up breakfast, and tomorrow
Id like to have YOU see that Will gives
that young calf q good mess of warm bran
and puts the apples all right IN the bar
rels-and that sam buries the potatoes
and turnips a. they should be | N gong
to town and may not be back till nearly
dark and with these words he betook him
self to his sound slImbers
Let something 20 Indignantly solilo-
quzed Miss D.. as she set down her lamp
on the stand in her chamber with ,uch a
thump it came near knock ug off the chin
ney. What that mysterious uudeiued
something is, he don't coudescend to ex-
plain not breakfast, surely. for that 10
be hurried up, and dinner and supper
too. ! know this something TO be neg
lected isn't the missing buttons on his SHIRT
or coat, by the tone ID which | once over
heard him request his wife 10 sew one on.
1t isn't the holes IN bls stockings, or any
thing that adds 10 hi- comfort Nor Is 1t
the children for he j. proud OF them, and .
wants them always TO be the best dressed
OF any in the neghForhooi, and at the
bead Of their classes, even if 5 does have
to help each one in their lesson at home
1t isn't the garden or dairy twould never
DO TO neglect them, a dollar or two might /,
be lost
DO wonder what that something can
be. l believe can guess now tor
heard him say the other day as be tracked
his muddy boots over the freshly scrubbed
floor There wa nj any use in SO much
No, there wouldn't be any
use IN 50 much oft, if he'd clean his boots
better. make some walks and fix the back
yard so it wouldn't be all mud every time ,
t rained. But if the house wasn't tidy.
who would be the first to complain
Didn't hear him only last week speaking
very scornfuliy of Mrs. G's house keeping?
Let something 90 4" He'd better do
something to make the work easier. There
sn't wood enough halfthe time carried IN c
he house to do the baking that misera- 5
Die old pump squeaks as though it had the :
lsthma, and the kitchen IS empty Of hall 4
he convenlences it ought to have. y
Let something 90 How I'd like to =
ell Mr.. 4. what think about the matter, c
nd with an impatient slam Miss D., closed I
he shutter, and blew out her light. 9