Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1873-10-22


Ponder, joyously, to her husband.
"A bargain p Mr.. Ponder was used to
the word he didn't like it he bad paid |
dearly for it, he Was tired of paying for it.
He laid down his book, and asked, q" What
will you do with it ?"'s 1t " was large
handsome wardrobe with looking glass doors
and extensive drawers, and fittings,
DO with it? Oh, l can do fifty things
with it," said the lady.
"But you probably will not do more
one what will that be ?" he asked.
she mused moment, and suggested the
best bedroom Mr.. Ponder remarked
that it had wardrobe.
Yes, so has ours, and so has the chintz-
room; but | could put this into the best
room, and put the one there now into ours.
aud ours into your dressing-room," she re-
markod, thinking the last concession would
win his heart to her bargain.
But the inexorable Mr.. Ponder said he
had wardrobe now in his dress ng- room
which quite satisfied him. In vain the
lady suggested various views in which her
new purchase might be considered as
valuable Investment; he simply replied to
each of them that " it was not wanted"
Well, really, to think of letting this
slip out of ones fingers, at such price
it would be wastetu', consi ier," said the
lady, who was too used to battles over her
bargains to be easily daunted.
Pardon me- replied her husband, " the
waste lies in buying it. Intrinsically, it
may be worth twenty pounds, as you say
! but since you don't want it, | maintain,
instead of being worth the five guneas you
paid for it, it is not worth FIVE pence to
U.s."
Depend on it, Mr. Ponder, it's absurd
ly cheap, and au immense bargain !" she
cried.
My DEAR" he said, resuming his book,
repeat, the price may be low. but, not
being wanted, it is worth nil to u.s."
A little pouting, little frowning, few
sentiments, half thought. half spoken, sig.
nifying that " some people were very hard
to please " some people were very incon-
sistent," that it was enough to deprive
any one of spirit and energy, to be so Con-
tinually thwarted and blamed when praise
was deserved" accompanied the beautiful
bargain to its settled nome in the best bed
room, and Mrs Ponder stood before it with
a sorrowful sort of enjoyment, wishing her
husband had more liberal spirit. Mr.
Ponder. thinking he had been little hard
on her, followed her up to the best bed
room. and paid complimentary tribute
to her taste.
| "Oh, | knew you must admire it," she
said with animation. See what draw
ers and look. what lovely deep shelves !!
and these private drawers and such room
for hanging dresses Oh, it will hold
oceans ~
Mr.. Ponder was going to say he was
glad that the Pacific and broad Atlantic
were not likely to be put up at auction,
but having only just made peace he
abstained from his joke; and very soon
Mrs Ponders bargain became rather care
to her.
They seldom used the best bedroom.
The wardroom now in her house was capa
cious enough for her attic; she was sorry
that ten months at least out of the twelve
the beautiful, convenient bargain should
be useless. Suddenly a bright thought
struck her it was just tie thing to hold
spare linen ; but then she had too noble
llnen-chests already. This was soon man.
aged they should be converted into store
chests. aud the linen should Immediately
travel to the wardrobe
This was an excellent arrangement, and
all the morning Mr.. Ponder heard nothing
Of his wife, but in the afternoon she SAID,
I" 1 am going to Repp's, dear, with Mrs
Smith she tells me there is to be sale
of house linen, just such as l want, and it
will be marvelously cheap, SO won't lose
the opportunity"
House linen !" exclaimed Mr. Ponder.
"surely We cannot be in want of that p
remembering as be did the stock of home.
spun and fine damasks that his good old
mother had bequeathed to him in the two
linen-chests.)
"Of course, dear, don't mean to say
We actually want it at this present mo-
ment but linen like all other things, wears
out, and no good manager allows her stock
to run down." said Mrs. Ponder, who had
large space yet left in her last bargain
which she thought would look we'll filled
up with damasks.
Mr.. Ponder happened to be at the hall
door when his wife returned from the sale
in q coach laden with articles of various
kinds. He assisted her to alight, and
, rather against her inward wish, watched
the packages carried into the house.
. Linen 2" he asked. looking at an open
,, hamper of jars and bottles.
"No, dear, l found it was genere
sale, and things being almost given away
there being little company there.)
couldn't resist buying these shilling bottles
of sauce for forepence-half penny, and
: pickles the same"
But you and never eat pickles p
said Mr.. Ponder.
: :" No, but other people do, and it's nict
: to have them." said the lady, who destined
them for her store chest.
/" Linen p again inquired Mr.. Ponder
. pointing to huge greasy looking rougl
box.
mo, that is soap I have got it at one
third almost Of the price, and soap is 81
ways the better for keeping"
So IS money. thought her husband bu
he conteated himself with saying he woult