The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1875-04-08

Ladies who have husbands who are
neglectful in supplying them with kind
lings should carefully. study the expert
ence OF Division street sister. All her
married life she has had an unbroken
struggle with her husband to keep her
self supplied with wood, aud the greater
part Of the time she had been obliged to
depend upon her own deftness with the
axe, and anyone who has seen a woman
handle an axe knows what a dreadful
thing 1t is, Two months ago she begged
OF him not to go away without leaving
her some kindings. lie said he wouldn't,
But he finally did Then she hit upon
a plan. She had four dozen clothes Plus.
She took one dozen of them for starting
the fire, and found that they worked all
mirably. The next day she used another
dozen, and so continued until the four
dozen were gone Then she went to the
store and purchased another four dozen
having them put in the bill. When
they were gone she repeated the errand.
sho said no more to him about kindinge
For ten years she had kept at the battle,
and now she was tired and sick at heart
He could go his own way, and she would
go hers-patIently, uncomplainingly--
until the end would come.
On Monday he signified at the store
that he would like to settle bis account.
The bill was made out and handed him
He glanced down the items. AS he ad-
vanced along the column his face began
to work. First bis eyes slowly enlarged, !,
then his mouth gradually opened, caused
by the dropping of his lower jaw; and
wrinkles formed on his forehead. One
third down the column he formed bis
lips to whistle. Half way down be ex-
claimed:
Gracious!
A little further on, he said;
Thunder,
Four more lines were taken IN, and he
spoke again;
BY the Jumping Jupiter!
Then be read on, smiting his thigh Wig
orously, and giving vent 10 various ex-
pressions Of the liveliest nature Finally
he throw the bin down.
say, Benson, look here; this bill can't
be mine; you've got me mixed up with
some laundry.
That's your bill, sir, said The grocer,
smiling pleasantly.
tell you it can't be, persisted the Di.
vision street man, beginning to look
scared. Why, here's ffty-hve dozen
clothes Plus in two months bill. What
on earth do you take me fora four-story
laundry
Bat il is your bill. Your wife can ex-
plain it TO you. She ordered the pins.
My wife gasped the unfortunate man
Yes, sir,
The debtor clutched the bill, jammed it
into his pocket, and hurried straight
home. He boted into the house without
any abatement Of speed, aud flinging the
paper on the table before his wife, knock
ed his hat on the back Of his head, and
laid:
Maltha Ann Johnson, what does this
meani There are ilty-dve dozen clothes
pins in Beusou's bin for the past two
months, and he say you ordered every
bfagaaa auo af them
Aud 50 | did, said she, demurely.
W-h-a-'! Finy-fyc dozen clothes pins
Ia two months aud be shot down into a
chair as If a freight car had fallen atop of
him. Fifyfve dozen clothes pins in
two months, be bowlcd, will a just beay-
eu staud thstt
tell you, you ueedu't stare 81 me Ihat
way, Eeubeu Wheeler johnson, nor go
calling onto heaven with your iinpious.
ness / ordered them clothes pins my
self and have burnt every one Of 'su
10 that there stove, just because yoa vrro
too slfred lazy 10 get a stick Of aua#
And ! declare, before f'ii BE- bother 4
JaRIuR aud nshlihg 10 get yon 90 cal,
wood III burn up every clothes pin ia
The and, aud you shsll pay for them il
500 have 10 seii the shirt 90 your back
10 DO ii So now.
And Mr. johnson with face Ike
scarlet, natehed pp the broom, aud went
@ sweeping the carpet as II every fake
oi dust was a red bot coal, while the On.
happy Mr johnson fastened % the store,
sud paid tie Bill Aud before dark that
sight be hsd : bali cord u wood sawed
spit and piled up ready ioF use