The Leavenworth weekly times. [volume] (Leavenworth, Kan.) 1870-1880, 1874-10-29
MApGE MILLER.

NaIce nil!cr, OF = summer-6ay,
Walked, as usual, her pleasant way.
Her arrs, was tidy, her apron white;
her fac, was sweet - the norning'hgn''
She sas country villsse-m.id.
l. arning a country-Riiitnef's tfade.
r.r hand, r.re .o.t. Ter dress vas clean,
IA iit,le She knew What care might ineaa
said .h,: TrIl work at my pretty trade
.rd live happy and free cid msid.
rorsr. nav come and lovers may CO.
III have no.e Of then, no, no. no
But ,utor came with tail 81 bat
He tod her q story worth tvooi tnA'
The same old story by lovers tod
since 6r.t tae earth out o! chso' fo'iei-
lot II, Kindly hope, who are old ard wise,
lie aid not know ne was telling lie
Marry me-. darling. and yoa shau 10
Tie happiest woman On lana OF tea'
.So longer then will yoa have to- 90
10 vour daily lsbo, through neat u sn'"
81, ,h.ll be my pleasure. my Law, my He
To make ycu q bles, and happy we.
s.rsrry me, and you never shan Ano"
sto.row or hard hip, care or woe
.y,rrv me. darling, you shall be
The happ.est WOMAN on iand OF sea
81 = hoard the story IF promised bliss
She waited xaver,d, ard answered '1es
r,;ybt AID big was the honeymoon,
And cIoudei by worldly care 100 soon
For homework led her its weary r1und,
| Her feet were tsihertd, her hands were bouho'
And children came, with their small demands
| FetIeripg closer her burdened hands.
| In her husbands houee she cane to be
A servant in all but salary.
| All her DAYS, " he;her foul or fair,
Were eudlts, C re Is Of WORK and care;
And half her uishts-as up aud down
| She walked the Il or in her dressipg-erowh.
Hu.hing an ailirg infant screams,
! Les. il should bfe X its fathers Dreams
Aud vas n the dishes and rub the knives
] The lofty mission Of duteous wiSe-
Or csaxei AID doc,ored a sobbipg child.
Nv The p.ngs Of ear. ache driven wild
| Were seasons Of waketu, nervous dread
so If at last o. er her aching head
The angel Of slumbcr CHANGED TO stoop.
He br- usht her visions OF nnmp,o or Group;
Through the dull routine of the day before
Weeks by week did she drudge and toll,
And stew and pickle, and roast and boil,
And s-rub and iron, and sweep and coOs.
Ter only reading recipe-book;
And b,,be the children and brush their locks.
! =. ,l,o and n N their frD-ke
And match Old garments and darn and mend:
Oh weary worry that ha, no end:
She lost her airy and sIortive ways,
The pretty charms Of her gir!ish days
1 Far hcw can playful fancy rave
When one is tiei Up TO q COOKING stove
: Her face was old ere she reached her prime,
0 Eaied and cayewOrn before 5 time.
Sometimes wouli her we'll kept husband look
Z Up from the page Of paper or book,
And note how the bloom had left her facr,
And pallid thinness won its place
2 How gray and mi1ei were her locks Of brown
: And her fJrenead geinei growing nown,
And say she 10 ugly, declare
e l wonder l ever thought her lar"
Season by season, year by year,
: Dd sh follow the rouEd Of 'woman's spLere,
8 Mo- vexing her husband days or nights
| By any mention { Woman Rights,
= Till she died a. la-t-too severely tired
. Her Ii G. one selfish end-she del,
Proud and happy. aud quite content
{ With he slayish way her days were sp,ct!
Foeling. of course, that her life was lost
, Nobly in saying a servants cost,
a All Of all the sad thoughts 81 women OF men,
The saddest is this, 1t needn' have bS.n"