Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1873-08-22

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The upshot o the matter is, Jane,
that I've 'bused you long eDough the
Lord helpin' me I'll never see voc make
drudge o yourself ag'in. It's burn
in shame for great lout like me to
see frai. little body like you to be a
man, an boy, an dog, an wife,
an mother, an niger, an me a savin'
an hoardin' up money and means to
leave to the Lord only knows who. l
beg your pardon, Jane: and now you'll
tell this girl, Barbary Groetz, how you
want things done, an let her take your
place an work in your stid, an you'll
live hereafter like human mans wife
ort to-
BY the time his speech was made, the
poor weak fellow was blnbbering like a
whale.
Poor little surprised wife, She flew to
his neck and laid her head on his bosom
ann cried like baby, as she said !:
/" John Jones you old darling!"
No not a bit Of darlin' ); just an
old bear, reg'lar old heather, to sacri-
fee the best little woman under the sun.
inch bg inch, this way that's been goin'
on for years an years." snufiied he, as
he fumbled over her face in an aimless,
loving way
Then our girl, Barbara, went into
Jane Jones harness, and it fitted her to
fraction.
Now we've turned over new leaf.
60 and dress up, Jenny, bless you y said
the new convert.
So, with the memory of lang syne
warming her heart, Jane unearthed her
wedding dress in the afternoon, and put
it on with pretty old fashioned collar,
and brushed out her nut brown hair that
once upon time curled beautifully.
Perhap she felt foolish and girlish and
out of her sphere, but she looked sweet
enough to make up for all discrepancies.
She sat sewing, putting new band on
Ruby's white skirt, when the children
came home from school. Her back was
toward the door. Tom came to dead
halt as he stepped upon the sill, and
then ran round to fnd his mother. No
mother there, but the smiling pinky-
faced German girl, who was pairing po-
tatoes for supper.
Tom bawled out: :, Is mother dead
Oh, want my mother!' and circled
round the house and peeped in sbyly
with wet eyes.
Was that lady in q soft, gray merno
dress, wearing an embroidered collar and
gold eardrops, his mother? That pretty
woman Surely it was, for Nettie was
feeling of her face, and was sparkling
all over and was saying, Is this you
mother ? Why where have you been p
"Ob, ma - said Tom, holding ber
round the neck as though she might fit
away the next minute why where did
you go and when did you C, me back p
Poor little ones how proud they were
of the household drudge in her new and
beautiful transformation.
But this is not all. Before the first
cold blast Of winter came, steps were
taken to save and tighten the labors 0.
the feminine portion of the farmers
household. An addition was built to the
house, new siding was put on and
painted white. New windows were ad
ded, and green blinds, and spouting, ant
a wide, long, roomy porch. Closets were
put in all the rooms the old verminy
bedsteads split up and used for kindlings
new chairs we're bought, including new
rocking and sewing-chair, for mother; {
new sewing machine, that was a love o
a friend, the door yard was paled in, anC
the calves and colts kept where they be
louged and evergreen trees and flower
ing shrubbery, and rose bushes mad
beautiful the new yard. An easy chail
pump took the place of the old mos
covered bucket that held as much as
ehurn. 1t was packed off to the barn T.
put clover seed in, and the heavy wind
lass was borne away forever from tn
little arms that had tugged at its pom
derous weight with sick weariness
many and many a year. The big wei
rope made nice swing out under tn
oaks for Tom and Belle and little chubb,
Harry.
Now that the no longer enslaved moth
er has leasure TO mingle with her grow
ing children as teacher. and companio
and friend, they grow more lovable an
intelligent, and they cling to her lik
, vines. They see so much in her to at
mire and emulate.
) And John Jones That spell Of feve
was Aaron's rod that smote the rock {
5 his soul and opened it for the outgushln
| of love and sympathy and charity an
all the virtues and charms and graces {
: the human heart; and today, CROWN
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