Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1874-01-10
A Danbury MAN In Trouble with the
NRek.S NaShimx

What frightful sensation that is when you
have just got home of q cold Monday night ana
pulled your boots OF, to be told that the weeks
washing is out on the line and must be brought
IN. Now TO do this of dewey eve in the sum
mer, with the delicate perfume of flowers nlhag
the air, and a brass baud on the next street, IL
not exactly hardship but TO do IL in the dead Of
winter, with chilling breeze blowing. aud the
clothes as stiff as a rolling pin, is something no
man can contemplate without quaking. We
don't quite understand how It is thada m an in
variably gets his boots OFF before the dread sum
mons comes, but the rest of il Is PLAIN enough.
There Is sort of rebellious feeling in his heart
winch prompts him to try to entsngle his wife
in an argument, and failing in this he snatches
up the basket, and goes out in the yard with il,
rapping IL against the chairs and knocking
IL against the sides of the door with as
much ytgor az IL IL was not purely accidental.
IL the fond wife is anyway attentive she can
hear his well known voice CO nsigning various
objects to eternal suffering, long after he has
disappeared. There is no LEVITT IN a line
OF frozen clothes. Every article is as
frigid as the Cardiff giant, and the man who
wrenches the pin OF and then holds the basket
IN expectation Of seeing the piece drop of the
line OF its own accord, is too pure and simple
tor this world. But our man isn't OF that ma
ture. He catches hold of the garment with his
chilled hands, and seeks tn pull 1t of, bat IL
doesn't come. Then he yanks il upwards aud
then downwards and then sideways; aud when
II comes off it maintains the shape II has been
all the afternoon working into, which permits II
just as readily TO enter the basket as 20 be
showed through the keyhOle OF a yalise. The
hrst articles he doubles up with his hands, and
there is a faint semblance of csrefulness in
packing them away; but after that he smashes
them into the basket without any ceremony,
and crowds them down with his foot. He uses
the same care in taking down a fine cambric
handkerchief that he does in capturing a sheet,
and makes two handkerchiefs of every one.
When he gets far from the basket he allows the
articles TO multiply in his arms, so as to save
steps, aud when he gets his arms full of the
awkward and miserable things, whose sharp, lev
corners jab him in the neck and face, he comes
to an article that refuses to give way on one
end: He pulls and shakes desperately at IT,
bowling and screaming in his rage, un IL he in
adVertently steps on the dragging end of a
sheet, and then he comes down flat on the
frozen snow. But bounds up again. grating his
teeth, and hastily depositing the bundle in the
baeket, darts back TO the refractory member,
and taking hold of it, fiercely tugs at it, while
he fairly jumps up and down IN the extremity
OF his anger and cold. Then Ii comes uneN-
pectedly, and with it part OF the next article,
and he goes over again-this time on his back
and with violence. With the clothes gathered,
he takes the basket up in his livid hands, thus
bringing the top articles against his already
frozen chin, and thus tortured, propels his life
less limbs into the house. She stands ready to
tell him to close the door, and IL thoughtful
enough to ask him fits cold work. But il he
is wise man he will IN axe no answer. II he is
a'wise man he will silently plant himself in
front of the stove, and framing his frozen fea-
lures into an implacable froWn will preserve
that exterior without the fantest mJddca ton
until bedtime