The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1873-11-22
washing OH SUNDAY.


HOW THE DEACON 5 WIFE INTRODUCED THE
DEACON.
Deacon Flint had decided to move; had
decided to commence moving at precisely
o'clock, Monday morning. July Is; and SO
on that identical Monday morning you
might, had you been an carly riser, have
seen the deacon, Invested of his coat and
his Sunday dignity, shaking the best car
pet in the back yard.
There is no need of saying what he did
next. or what Mrs. Flint was doing then.
They went through the tearing-up process
very much as other people do; and not be-
ing endowed with an oyer-abundance OF this
worlds goods, the last load OF furniture,
consisting of the dcacon's wife and baby,
the twins and the best room loOking-glass
was on its way to the depot o'clock p.
M.
''Blcsscd be nothir.!' exclaimed the
tired little woman. as the deacon helped
her out of the wagon. elf we had been
Squire Ransom's folks, Samuel, we shouldn't
nave been more than Il quarter through now,
would we My how my poor bones would
have ached though. this time tomorrow
night. I'm glad the Lord knows whats
best for me-" she added, taking the baby
from the deacon, and looking around for
the twins.
1t was but few hours idc to c., and
lust then in the coolest dusk of the July
twilight the walked up the street to their
new home, very tired and thankful they
were not Squire Ransom'S folks, but just
themselves, if they did have to work late
that night putting up the kitchen stove and
unpacking dishes and bedding.
Tuesday was Il day of many troubles.
The babies were tired and fretful daylight
l,I ,f i,o ,,l
windows, the depth of which they knew not
before and the heat was intense. But the
deacon possessing untring energy, and his
little wife the sunniest of tempers, they sue
needed so well that, by Thursday night, as
he came into the kitchen with an armiul of
wood, where his wife was washing dishes,
she commenced singing;
"The deacon thinks his work Is almost done,
But feel II mine had just begun"
.,"Did you hear that, Samucl?" she said,
laughing and turning around to look at
him.
1t was prayer meeting night, and the dca
con went to prayer meeting for the first time
in c., took an active part, and after meet
ing waited to shake hands with the minister
and some of the brethren, answer their in
quiries and present their letters. lie had
the satisfaction offeeling, on his way home
that he had made a 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 in the
midst of strange people, there might never
be any occasion ofremark against him while
he remained among them.
"Tm sure, hope not, Samuel, she said,
looking innocently up in his face, and add
ing as she nestled up her little brown head
on his shoulder 81 don't feel 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 GER
tainly when / shall be back probably not
till Monday noon; guess there's enough
wood split to last till then. "Good-bye,"
he said, and was gone.
The wee woman went singing back to her
half washed dinner dishes, and with one foot
on the cradle rocker, she secured the knives,
while she told the story of Jack and Gill to
the twins. When the last kettle was washed,
the kitchen stove and table brushed and
secured to the usual shade of black and
white, the baby asleep in her nest of Il era
dle-bess her she washed the pretty twin
faces till they blushed like red peppers,
and then settled them in their trundle-bed
for nap.
Dear little woman she did look so tired
as she came out from the bedroom, and
stopped to brush fly from under the mus
quito-net over the baby; it would have made
your back ache to look at her. But the
CHEEKY heart in the weary body assorted
itself, and she smiled with the thought of
all she would do before the deacon came
back.
81 must slick my hair over little, 50 il
4 4 .l..fs 4
deacon's reputation" she said to herself 90
ing up to a little glass that hung between
the kitchen windows. Just then gem OF
Il sunbeam flashed in at the window, and
seemed to tangle itself up in her wavy brown
hair. "Oh, how pretty she said, with q
blush and laugh like a child's, "Gucs,
if somebody had been at home I'd had q
kiss, then" and off she flew to her work.
How like magic the white curtains went
mp and the cobwebs came down; how the
best room looking glass shone after its pol
ishng, and the old daguerrotype of Samuel
in his best days never shonc through ST
clean surface as it did that day. so the
time flew, bringing the dcacon's return near
or.
One morning she awakened early, en-
tlrely free from Il wretched headache she
had the day before, ~ want it all done tho
kitchen cleaned up and my dress changed
hcfure Samuel comes at noon" Quickly
dressing so as not 10 awaken the children
she Slipped out into the kitchen, built fire
and commenced operations How She did
work every step told as something done
and at half past 10, despite all hindrance,
from baby, who was cross, She was hang
ing out the clothes, so snowy white they
dnzzled her eyes as the sun shOne on them
One end of the clothes line ran nearly on
10 the front fence through the sile yard, ant
the whites, incest clothes were hung there
of course. GLOW many people are passing,
she thought to herself, "and how they al
stare at me; guess it must be the clothes
though, instead of me-" and she tcnderlN
pinned the rear of one of the deacoD's shirt
to the line. "IIark WAS that the from
gatc?" Before she had time to turn around
the deacon's energetic strides had brough
him close to her; but what was the mat
ter.
"Marthal r. Pendeton - Flint" he OK
claimed, "what in the world are you doing
Come straight into the housed"
With look that defies description, tn,
little body Strengthened itself up as high a
it would go, as she said, "not until you
speak to me different from that, Sam el
and tell me Why" her lips quivering.
"Don't you see the people all going t,
meeting, and you a hanging out shirts It.
Sunday morning." Such laugh as rams
out on the Sunday air, I'm sure tho goot
people never heard before. ooh, Samuel,
she said, holding her sides, otis so funny
no wonder the folks stared at me and m,
clothes. Oh, oh, oh !" and she sank dow
on the grass in a convulsion of laughter.
The poor deacon was scandalized. "Mar
thai he said, in such sadly anxious toni
she only laughed the more, and it was no
till she looked up in his face she realized
how he was touched; then she stood up so
hnrlv and xyolkad into tho housn Tho doc