Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1871-11-15

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"snd | hope now you will find them all
right"
"vcry well, b" said Fred an try one after
tea aud Sec"
After praising his wifes light biscuit, eat
ing whole beeisteak, and drinking three
cups Of coffee he went to his room to try on
his shirts, the demon following closely at hi.
heels Soon Frcd's vexcd voice brought Daisy
to his side. "This won't do at all !" he ex.
claimed; "see what bunch there is here in
the back"
THAT" she replied, "is the seam where
pieced it up; besides, when it was made high
er IN the back it was little longer than the
band SO held it in little"
Well" said Fred, angrily, II won't have
that great bunch in my back, ! can tell you
tho band must be made longer if necessary"
" Then they won't ct your collars" she
said.
No matter" replied Fred, can't wear
them this way" and he looked cross and felt
cross He was already too much in the pow.
er of the demon to be polite to his wife.
Cant you do these tonight ?" said he af.
ter long silence 81 really want my
shirts"
Poor Daisy she was so tired besides
there was all the button holes in little Tom.
my's new pants, which shq had promised him
for his birth day tomorrow, to be worked that
evening But after moments hesitation
she said cheerfuly as she could
well, yes, if you will give me the exact
length you want the bands | will cut them
out and baste them tonight, and sew them on
with the machine in the morning"
That's dear" said Fred "and I'll try
them on and see if they are all right before
you sew them"
Fred was in the habit Of reading the paper
to his wife while she sewed in the evening
but tonight after he had cut out a paper
measure for his shirt band he was so tired,
and his shirt pulled so, that he couldn't read /;
besides he wished that Daisy wouldn't sew
evenings.
why" WHISPERED the demon, "cant she
leave the baby and her sewing and come
down into the balcony and talk to you? OF
course, tonight, she might do those shirts,
but usually she is about some woman's nom
sense or other"
Fred listened appprovingly, and the demon
perched on the balcony rail and chuckled at
his success.
Daisy sat alone in her pretty sitting room
adjoining the nursery and worked. A great
cloud overshadowed her heart but she loved
her husband too well to believe that he had
anything to do with it, aud she wondered wha
made her feel so tired and discouraged
Poor Fred" she said to herself, h'
must be tired too, for he hasn't read wort
+ to me tonight. hope he won't fall asleel
on the balcony aud catch cold"
t The demon having thoroughly demoraize'
Fred, came and sat on the back Of her chair
] and watched her awhile draw the threads il
t the linen Then he said softly
e Poor child !" it is too hard to do sucl
a unnecessary work. Don't you find Fred
handkerchief when he loses 1t 7 Don't yol
, brush his coat and part his back hair ? Don
; you listen when he reads to you those tire
j some political speeches ? Don't you Away
e have what he likes for dinner ? Are yo'
i. not an accomplished housekeeper, devote,
c mother, and model wife? ? And he forget
d all this IN his vexation about paltry shirt
c Daisy weariy put aside the demon bu
G she could not help thinking that there wa
c some truth in what he had said
n Just as she had finished the last button-hol
n in Tommy's pants, Fred come up stairs.
p "Well, Daisy" said he, so tretfully as I
make the demon grin all over, "you are yer
d sociable tonight"
a. why, Fred, | have been wondering a
the evening why you didn't come up and tai
a to me; but | suppose, dear, you were to
d tired, weren't you 2"-he doing nothing br
c pet the demon, while she, sewing away wit
e a stitch IN her side and a pain in her hear
was finding excuses for him.
e "Of course | was" said her husband.
g " And now, if you have done my shirt
,f | wish you would put up your everlastir
rt sewing"
is "Oh, | am afraid he is going to have soi
10 ening Of the brain" she thought, "ho h
* acted so strangely all day"
;" He, again, never noticing the tired red sp
in on her check, and she magnifying this exh
to btion of selfish temper into the symptom
ID OF fatal disease.
d. Fred tried on one of the shirts. "No'
s. Daisy" said he, " this is really too baC
as you've got this band too large. Don't "
a see how loose and baggy it is p
Daisy was going to say, " No | real
IN don't see" for the difference between II
and the one she had taken of was just ol
at eighth Of an inch y but the demon sugge
ed again softening of the brain So she 81
e" nothing, but gazed rather blankly into FREQ
IL face.
lis al do wish you wouldn't look at I
ps in such stupid manner when | want y
a to suggest any improvements" said her hi
ID, band.
on The little woman felt big lump raise
in her throat but she only replied
at " really don't know what improyem,
, a to suggest"
lid You have to made them sixteenth
it an inch smaller" said Fred. Here
he measure my collars and mark them with
,r. pencil"
er, So he went into the nursery, and measur
is and marked until long after midnight a
ed when he had completed his work to his o
he satisfaction, Daisy had in spite of all
r efforts to keep awake, fallen asleep upon
to pillow.
al. +" There. said the demon you see she tai