The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1872-03-07
HOW THE DRAGONS WIFE
INTRODUCED THE
s-%.. DRAGON.
BY NEIL MACGREGoR.

Deacon Flint had decided 10 move !;
had decided to move to c.; had deci-
ded to commence moving at precisely
O'Clock, Monday morning, July 18th !;
and SO, on that Identical Monday
morning. you might, had you been an
early riser, have seen the Deacon, di.
vested Of his coat and his Sunday
dignity, shaking the hest room carpet
In the back yard
There IL no need Of saying what lie
did next, or what Mrs. Flint was do
ing then.
They went through the tearing up
process, very much as other people do
and not being endowed with any over
abundance of this worlds goods. the
last load of furniture, consisting Of the
Deacon's wife and baby, the twins and
the best room looking glass, was on its
way to the depot at ) o'clock p. NJ.
Blessed be nothing." said the tired
little woman, as the Deacon helped her
out Of the wagon.
If we had been squire Ransom's
folks, Samuel, We wouldn't have been
more than quarter through now,
would we? My how my poor bones
would have ached though, this time
Tomorrow night. I'm glad the Lord
knows what's best for me, she added,
taking the baby from the Deacon and
looking around for the twins.
1t was but u few hours ride to c.,
and just In the coolest dusk OF the
July twilight, they walked up the
street to their new home, very tired
and thankful; thankful they were not
Squire Ransom's folks" but just
themselves, II they did have to work
late that night putting up the kitchen
stove and unpacking dishes and bed
ding.
Tuesday was day OF many troubles.
The babies were tired and fretful day
light revealed a coating of dirt on
viuors and -winssow., ts.e- -l>ra.. Of
which they knew not before and the
heat WAS Intense.
But the Deacon possessing .-..-,.v
energies. and his little wife the sunni.
est Of tempers, they succeeded SO well,
that by Thursday night, as he came
into the kitchen with an armful of
wood, where his wife was washing
dishes, she commenced singing:
!" The Deacon thinks his work most done,
But feel mine has just begun.
Did you hear that. Samuel? ?" she
said, laughing, and turning around to
look at him.
1t was prayer. meeting night, and
the Deacon went to prayer. meeting
fol the first time in C., took an active
part, and after meeting waited 10 shake
hands with the minister, and some of
the brethren, answer inquiries, and
present their letters.
He had the satisfaction of feeling on
his way home that he had made good
impression it pleased him; it would
have pleased us and he told his little
wife that night, in his grave way, that
he hoped, coming as he did, into the
midst Of strange people, there might
never be any occ 'sion OF remark
against him while ne remained among
thcm.n
" I'm sure ! hope not, Samuel" she
said, looking innocently up in his face
and adding, az she nestled her little
brown head on his shoulder, don't
feel very much alarmed about it."
The next day, Friday, the Deacon
went back to the old home, having
some business settlements to make
there.
Cant tell certain when shall be
back probably not till Monday noon;
guess there's enough wood split to last
till then. Goodbye" he said, and
was gone.
The wee woman went singing back
to her half.washsd dinner dishes, and
with one foot on the cradle. rocker, she
secured the knives, while she told the
.sbefn thae Eek ia:t "k keiii. ' Va: =: :"s washed.
the kitchen stove and table brushed
and secured - The usual shade OF
black and white. the baby asleep in
her little nest Of . cradle, " bless her ~
she washed the pretty twin faces till
they blushed like red peppers, then
settled them In their trundle bed for
nap.
Dear little woman she did look so
tired as she came out from the bed
room, and stopped to brush fly from
under the mosquito net over the baby,
It would have made your back ache to
look at her. But the CHEEKY heart in
the weary body asserted itself, and she
smiled with the thought o, all she
would do before the Deacon should
come back.
~ must slick my hair over q little,
so IL any one should come I wouldn't
SpOtt TIVE DcaCOn . ICputhtiOu, size
said to herself, going up to the little
glass that hung between the kitchen
windows.
Just then q gem Of sunbeam
flashed through the window and
seemed to tangie itself all up In the
wavy brown hair.
"Oh, how pretty" she said with q
blush and 4 laugh like q child's.
"Guess II somebody'd been at home
I'd had kiss then !" and off she flew
to her work.
How like magic the white curtains
went up and the cobwebs came down ;
how the restroom looking glass shone
after i,s polishing, a1d the old dague.
rreotyps Of " Samuel In his best days.
never shons through SO clean . surface
a. II did that day. So the time flew
bringing the Deacon's return nearer.
One morning sbe wakeDed early
entirely free from wretchsd bead.