The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1875-05-27

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And the wearied frame of tho laborer laid
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= A lady, not very young, but with .
winning, cheerful face, sat sewing
busily upon tiny winter outfit for ,
little girl. ID While ever her face there
crept gradually an expression of pair
and perplexity that was not habitua
there. Her widowed sister had JUS
left her after a months visit, and il
her parting chat had said:o ' -='
s"Faith, dear, would not pain you
for the world but want to speak tc
You very plainly, not only for you,
own sake. but for the sake of Martin
himself. You are making mistake.
i'I make many, 1 am afraid, Lottie'
"Less than most folks. you may rest
assured. But the one mistake 1 mean
is encouraging Martin in his horrible
habit of fault finding and complain
ing with every breath he draws. You
bear it so quietly yourself, and stand
between him and the servants SO eff
fectsally, you train the children 50
perfectly that The man does not realize
how hateful he IS! There, T dor I
mean that, but how hateful his habits
Of grumbling are. You do it for a
week and sec how the household
stands. 1t may open Martins eyes
tben - SLintohi ria1 i.'
And SO as Faith West stitched, she
pondered with thoughtful face over
Lottie's words.
'1'Il try It," Faith said at last in a
lew tone.
"I1l let Martin see how it sounds
And here lie. comes up the walk !!
There's Johnny's rocking horse upset
on the grass, Sc he'll have a grievance
all ready made '''''' ''.'''- - w.
81 do wish, FAITH said the liege
lord, entering the room at that mo-
ment, "you would make those children
pat away their toys when they are not
using them. I nearly broke, my neck
over Johnny's horse, coming ill.,"
Instead Of rising as usual, and put
ting the offending toy away, Faith
answered in a voice as fretful as his
own: 'A. h''" - '2''io
"Dear me, Martin, can't be always
RAINING after the children. II you
would get me sewing machine like
other women have, l might get a
chance to be perpetual child's nurse.
but l have as much as l can do at this
time Of year to attend to the cbildren's
clothes and let their toys go. If your
neck is hurt why don't you send for a
doctor ?'' -ii'' '.-''. ''''i
'''Who said my neck was hart ?' said
Martin, his eyes wide open in amaze.
"You said You had almost broke it
over Johnny's horse. Oh, dear, there
is the tea bell, and have Whole days
sewing on this suit yet. I never shall
have Susy's things ready" -p''".
Martin West looked into Faiths
face with much the same expression
Of alarm he might have had If she had
shown symptoms of smallpox or in
cipient brain-fever. For once lie sat
down at the bountiful table without
criticism, and allowed the four chill
drea to take their places without re-
mark. But Faith, pouring out the tea,
suddenly cried, ira snappish tone,'
that startled four pairs of childish eyes
into intense surprise. -............,.
'''This tea is perfect slops! Ring
the bell, Amy, And as the servant
:,os.. ,dsin -. III. .ss- ...s.
o".Take away, this teapot, and see if
you can bring us some tea that is fit
to drink" ..,,..,., t......,,. ain .,.l....r.
Jane, the; waiter, looked twice at
her gentle mi stress before she seemed
to comprehend that it was Mrs. West
herself that spoke, but finally took up
the teapot and retired, to tell the
dircful news in the kitchen that ulos.
:'Mrs, West was out of temper" ..r
'sAmy, do sit up" frctted hermother
'.You are getting An aw ful. stoop. Dear
me, what heavy muffinsl5 They are
like slead,.,I zHiwo- j.uH ,-9o'f'ss a.a..
81 think they are, very good, Faith,'
said Martin; and his wife could scarce
Iy keep her gravity at his rueful face.
81 do wish, Faith. you would re-
quest Jane to dust this room now and
them" iE.s,sau iiii,ts ra e4r..s5. -.5r
Jingle went the bell under q quick
jerk that brought Jane from her tea in
haste. iHEni oI7 .aaa- lbus ]Hss. ..5a --
.L"Jane, how often have Ltold you
to dust this room every day?" asked
Faith, in high pitched tone. r.3.
"Indade, marm, it, was busted this
blessed m orning in every corner"
Swell, it. is in perfect piles of dust
now. Get the duster now, Jane. and
dust n it properly" and Mrs. West
hustled about the room, moving every
chair, bustling the children from place
to place, politely requesting Martin
every minute to move just little, that
Jane might dust here and there, scold-
;rn on1 fcaffinm fill ha,. hncl,onl Il