The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1875-12-02
into the kitchen, and a moment later ap-

into the kitchen, and q moment later ap-
pears with a very red face and passionate
ly asks if basket can he kept in that
house for five minutes at q time and mood
lily follows his wife to where the basket is,
and looks still more moody when he IS
brought face to face with it and sarcas
tically asked if he could see barn if it
was in front of his nose. Thus primed
with the invigorating utterances of the
home circle he takes up his basket and
goes down street, leaving his faithful wife
to stand as wall of granite between the
children and the canned cherries, and to
finish up the work. As he reaches the
gate the door opens and she shouts after
him:
Remember to get some matches; there
amt one IN the house; and don't be all
night, for I'm tired an want to get to bed
at decent hour, if possible"
eco to bed, then, an shut up your
mouth!' and with this parting injunction
he strides gloomily out into the darkness.
1t is not exactly known what he is think
ing of as he moves along, but it is doubt
less of the near approach of the Sabbath.
AS he comes into the light Of the stores it
is evident that bright influences and ten
der memories and glad anticipations are
weaving themselves in his heart, for he
meets Parks with smile, and after
pleasant chat about the winters prospects
they part laughing. Only twice in the
trip does his face fall, and that's when he
goes in after her hat and when he gets the
shoes. A half.hour later he is in the gro
Gerry sitting on a barrel, while his goods
are being put up, and carrying on an ami
mated discussion with the grocer and sew
eral acquaintance. At nine O'Clock he
starts for home. He has several receipted
bills in his pocket-each of which being
in excess, OF course, of what his wife es-
timated before he left home; and as he
struggles along with an aching arm, and
stumbles against various distractions, he
remembers 1t is Saturday night, the end of
the week Of toll, and tries to recall bits of
verses and sentences of beautiful sentiment
appropriate to the hour. He don't believe
in grumbling at everybody, and so he
reserves his trouble with the grocery bill,
his indignation at the milliner, and the
various annoyances he has been subjected
to until he gets home, and then he hurls
his thunder at all these people and objects
through the head Of his wife. And she,
the dear companion of his life, having
got the children from back of the stove
and to bed, by the hair, and discovered
that he has forgotten the matches, and got
more bone than meat in the steak. is fully
prepared to tell him just what she thinks
of him.
And while they talk, the flame in the
stove dances happily, the lamp sheds
rich, soft glow over the room, and the
colors in the carpet and in the pictures,
and the reflective surfaces of the mantel
ornaments, blend into scene of quiet
beauty. 1t is the night before the Sab
bath-the calm restful Sabbath-and as
the two workers prepare to seek their
well-earned repose, she says that if she
has got to be harassed like this she'll be
in her grave before the winter is over, and
he is confident that if the bills keepmount-
ing up as they are doing the whole family
will be in the poor-house the first thing
they know.-Dunbury Neos.