The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1873-11-15
\ WORD FIFTY SpOKEN.

This was most unfortunate remark,
and MIR. Penney was conscious of it as
soon as the words We're out but this
did not hinder him from going on much
| in the same strain.
''Of course [ don't know how she
managed it, but [ remember she used
to talk about setting her sponge over
| night, and then in the morning she was
| always up as soon as the girl was, and
| the dough was kneaded and kneaded,
| and when it came out of the oven it was
as white as the driven snow, and as
sweet as honey
Mrs. Penney's face was scarlet, " |
did my best, John, waslust trembling
on her tongue, but this last elaborate
description of the bread making
modus operandi of his maternal parent
| turned the disappointment she had felt
in not pleasing her husband into gall
and bitterness, and she answered in
stead in a hooking tone:
GAS white as the driveQ snow, and as
sweet as honey have seer it stated
somewhere that men are not given to
exaggeration. Such slight coloring,
though, 1 suppose, is excusable, when
man is speaking of his mothers
superiority over his wife Hereafter,
Mr.. Penney, if bakers bread does not
suit your appetite, the kitchen is at
your disposal to set your sponge, and
knead and knead and | have no doubt
| that when you take your mess from the
oven 1T will be as white and as sweet as
ever your mothers was"
just here Mrs, Penney arose, moved
the baby's high chair away from the
table, and, with the chubby year-old
in her arms, sought the privacy of her
own chamber. Mr.. Penney followed.
"There's no need of getting in a
huff, Mary" he said, as he closed the
door. In this matter of continuation
the gentleman WAS swayed by two on
tlrely opposite and antagonist1c mo
tives. He did not like to go to bust
ness with cloud between him and his
wife, and he did want the last word.
No doubt Mr.. Penney thought by hav-
ing the last word he could dissipate
the shadows he had so heedlesslv
evoked-but of course he was unsuc
cessful.
at is my opinion" he proceeded,
"that if you were to rise little earlier.
before the dough had time to sour, YOU
would have just as good luck as mother
had"
q havn't slept three consecutive
hours for the last two months, with this
baby, John Penney, and that you know
as we'll as I do; and yet you are
| thoughtful enough to ask NE to get up
in the morning when the cook does, in
order that your sOhina may be salts
fed"
"A whim is it, to be careful of ones
stomach to prefer good bread to
poor Why, that bread you put before
| me this morning wasn't fit for a-for Il
-" John Penney hesitated a moment,
but finally it came out-he really did
say it, reader, =" for hog to eat"
Mrs. Penney was on the point of
saying something especially rasping, #
not actually insulting, but she was
| checked by timid rap on the door,
anil the enhance of sad-faced, deli
cate woman. who colored slightly a
| she noted the embarrassment of her
hostess.
81 found that | could spare you to-
| day, Mrs. Penney" she explained
You know l thought [ should not be
able to sew for you until next week
but Mrs. Smith was very i'll this morn.
ing, and could not go on as she in
tended, so, if you like, ! will COM
mence your work.
Mr.. Penney withdrew with a single
good morning to the intruder. In one
serse he had come off conqueror; he
had had the last word, after all, and
that was victory enough. Mary
wouldn't try to feed him with sour
bread again, he was very sure. "Hus-
bands should assert themselves some
times" he informed himself, on the
way to business What would become
of them if they didn't? He had been
married two years, and housekeeping
six months; while they were boarding
everything was as smooth as oil but
they hadn't more than become domi-
ciled in their own house before trouble
commenced. The baby was sick, and
the mother complaining. Then Mary
had never been instructed In domestic
matters. She could sew, and crothet
and embroider, was very fond of read
ing, understood music, was considera-
bic OF an artist, good deal of a
woman, and with the proper forbear-
ance, and the exercise of decent
amount of tact, would have been the
best wife in the world so she thought
During the days of courtship, and the
first few months of married life, she |
was the subject of unlimited pettipg.
Her will was her husbands law; but, |
after the birth of the baby, and the
added responsibility of housekeeping,
everything changed Mr.. Penney did
not, could not, take into consideration
that these cares had also made differ
ence in her that she had changed also;
she could not feel-wlves never can
that there was anything amiss with her
that the cloud on her brow and the
of her manner radiated
Enthusiastically repellant.
Had Mrs. Penney remained healthily
sunny, bakers bread would undoubt-
eddy have satisfied Mr.. Penney. De
prived of the JOY he needed, and had
been accustomed to, he turned, man
to finding fault with what, {
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