The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1872-03-07
iaaT1PToN. IOWA. MARCH 7, 1879

ache she had the day before. mo,
for tho washing" she said to herself
II want to have 1t all done, tn
Kitchen cleaned up and my dres
changed before Samuel comes at noon
Quietly dressing 20 o. not to wakel
the children, she slipped out into til
kitchen, bnilt fire, and commence,
operations. How she did work ever.
step told Of something done, and q
half past ten. spite of all her hin
drance from baby, who was croas, sh,
was hanging out her clothes % snowy
white they daxzlsd her eyes as the sur
shone on them. One end Of til,
clothes line ran nearly out TO the from
fence through the side yard, and til,
whitest. incest clothes were huns
there, Of course. -
How many people are passing, )
she thought to herself, and how they
all stare ct me guess 1t must be the
clothes. though, instead Of me-" aud
she tenderly pinned the rear Of one o
the Deacon's shirts to the line
Hark was that tho front gate ~
Before she had time to turn around
the Deacon's energetic strides had
brought him close to her; but what
was the matter?
Observation-Disclosures - he
exclaimed, what in the world are
/ you doing: Come straight into the
/ hOuse!n e.
With look that delies description
the little body Strengthened itself up
as high as it would go, as she said
:" Not tilf you speak to me different
from that, Samuel, and tell me why
her lip quivering.
Don't you see the people al: going
to meeting, and you hanging eu,
shirts? It's Sunday morning.'
Such . laugh - rang out then on the
Sunday air. Nu, sure the gooi people
of &. never heard before. 20, sam.
uel, she said, holding her sides, it's
SO funny no wonder the folks stared
at me aud my clothes. Oh. Oh. Oh -
and she sank down on the grass in a
convulsion Of laughter.
The poor Deacon was scandalixed
Martha!n he said, in such . sadly
anxious tone she only laughed the
more. and it was not till she looked IN
in his face that she realized how he
was tsuched, then she stood up sol,erly
and walked into the hOnse with him
I The door closed behind them and
she went up TO him with little caress
aud said: . Samuel, kiss and forgive
me, and I'll 60 to work aud ravel it I'll
out. truly will" and she laughed
again with the thought OF what she
had been guilty OF, till the Deacon
kissed her, and laughe too. In spite OF
himself. Then he walked to the win
dow and looked out.
You're not going to let the clothes
hang out there all day, are you Mar
tha?"
"Of course / am: you don I suppose,
now I've got them out, Gods going to
begrudge me the sunshine to dry them
with because its Sunday, do you
Why. it wnnla b0 wicked e bring
them in before sundown. But see
here, Mr.. Deacon, it's about time
called you to account I think. How
came You 10 uc sruvcsss.ss - l>ys !
guess there's little sabbath~ break Ing
on both sides, isn't there? ?"
The deacon turned slowly around
and sat down. Then perching herself
on his knee. she took his honest brown
face In her hands aud said: "Re q
good boy, now, and tell me all the
truth remember George Washington
dear"
The Deacon smiled. just a trace OF
trouble in his smile, and taking the
hands that held him captive, IN his
own, said: "Well. little woman, 1 had
everything finished up last night,
ready 70 start for home on the 1--we
o'clock train. Somehow, must have
been uncommon tired, or else it was
the heat, leastways, dropped to sleep
in the depot and missed the train.
Then I thought I'd take the nine
O'Clock train AMI get home at mid
night, SO you. wouldn't be lonesome
Sunday, but we broke down, and just
got here half hour ago Then to
think, after walking through town
from the cars, and folks looking at me
on their way to church
To think, Samuel" she broke in,
latter that dreadful trial. you should
walk into your front gate aud find
your wife hanging out clothes in your
front yard, and you deacon in good
standing in the church! dear! dear
what do you suppose the Lord will do
to me for thinking this was wash day?
don't think heir be very hard on
me, because yesterday was my Sun.
day, though had such sick head
ache, it seems l didn't know much
about the day. I'll tell you what,
Samuel, II stay at home with the
babies tonight aud you can go to
meeting, and then piece out your Sun.
day to morrow, won't that do ?"
But the Deacon couldn't get over il
wife was busy in the kitchen he put
on his hat, and with his hands clasped
reverently behind him, (his Sunday
walk slowly and solemnly he walked
out to the cloth es line.
Most OF the clothes were dry, for the
sun was very ho-, and one by one he
dropped the snowy things into the
basket unconciously humming to him.
self. Have pity, Lord, o Lord for.
give"
Mrs. Flint was washing dishes, and
nearly dropped her best glass dist,
when the deacon walked In with the
clean clothes. couldn't stand it,
Martha" he said, in explanation.
"Guess, I must sprinkle and iron
them to-day. would you?" she said,
archly.
The Deacon merely calculated dis
approving My dear - and went into
the other room to read his Sunday pa.