Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1874-05-05

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But job declared that it was not so {;
and he became very angry when his COM
panious laughed at him and expressed
their pity for him.
But when Job Poison went ont from
the store and started for home, hc began
to wonder it they had not told the truth.
job was no; large minded man. lie
was honest and kind.hearlcd. bat lacked
energy and decision.
Sill, he had some pride. rs all small
men are apt 10 have; and the remarks oil
his companions had touched MIN in -
tender spot. As he walked homewNid
he thought the matter over, and finally
came to the conclusion that his wife did
rule. lie called 70 mind all the domestic
arrangements and doings of the past
week. and he Was forced 10 admit that he
was in many respects the governed. lie
stopped square in the road and put his
/ foot down.
This won't do lie declared TO him
self Il mus, turn over new leaf. BY
The great Moses! I'll be master in my
own house! Wen see who will govern y
Sarah Poison sat in her Kitchen, engag
ed in mcndiug her husbands lr0ca. She
was medium sized. miId.lAccd woman,
with clear hazel eyes and dark brown
hsir-a faithful, loving woman, frugal
and industrious, and possessing \ good
share OF irmneSs and decision. The
house was clean and in order. the shed
was pattern OF ncaIness; the barn was
well kept; The cows and pigs were lat
and sleek, the orchard Was trimi and The
farm productive: and q careful observer
a ho had watched the doins5 Of fifteen
years, would have said that Sarah Poison
was the genius who presided over all this
order and Thrift.
Job Poison reached his home, and hung
his hat upon the back OF q chair, and sat
down by the stove.
job" said his wife, without stopping
her needle, Il guess YOU had better fix
oar front doorstep. The plank ON the
lower step is loose And after dinner
would DO q good time to secure the beam
over the tie up. You had better do it
before the siauchions get loose. The
cattle can work them little NOW. y
stitch in time saves nine, you know
"l'A iooh Oh; Tor my barn." said job,
placing rather an unJIc emphasis upon
the my
lis wi.e's needle lail'y stopped, and a
looa ol surprise c,cp; over her face.
What did The mau mean;
Bat, job" she suggested kindly,
"hayc YOU noticed that The beam is loose?
This rather staggered job Poison; but
/ lie quickly recovered himself, and placed
+ his loot li,.ic more firmly upon the
floor.
sarah" he said, Il will look out for
my own aGlns. L You will attend to
your duties here in the Lolso you'!l do
enough"
job Poison. nhal 10 you mean ''
.Imoan this" replied Job, speaking
qaic6'y and snapp.sa.y. lie hadn't tho
strength to speak slowly 'rd sicrnly. 81
mean this. I'll be muster ol my own
affairs. don't need ruler, and what's
more. don't intend to have one"
Like all men who arc vcnlu,ins beyond
tacir depth. JOB Poison was obliged TO
make up ia bitterness Nhat nc lacked in
+ power.
At first his wife was as,onishcd; but as
she saw ,ha, he kept his eyes on the ike,
not daring to raise them towards her;
the truth flashed upon her. She was 4
woman OF quick, keen perception, and
She knew he had been down 10 the store,
and Sue knew who were in The habit Of
congregating there. It was just as plain
to her perception, as though she had
heard sam Shu,e ana Tom Burnham
ycn,ilaiing their stores OF domestic
philosophy.
dob, she inquirei,yery quietly what
are my duties p
Now Job Poison hal put his foot into
it, he must not back down. lie WAS not a
diplomat. aud he answered squarely AID
bluntly:
Your duty is TO obey your husband ;
and. he added, fixing himself firmly in
his seat, Il hope you'll 10 H."
"Do you mean that you are going to
turn over a new leaf in the family p il.
Quirel Mrs. Poison.
That's it, exactly, cried Job. "YCu've
hit it the FIST time"
And are you TO be master?"
Il am"
And hereafter you want none OF my
suggestions"
thereafter shall pay such attention
to Your suggestions as think they
merit"
Mrs. Poison resumed her sewing.
Poor, dear little man. She did mol
sax This aloud; but she though; it to her
self. \ quiet smile stole over her pretty
face, and She pailed her foot upon the
floor She had not the least thought o
being angry with her husband, not tht
least in the world. She knew his weak
ness; and she knew something had beer