Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1875-11-20

once in his life and give you little
money. did he?''
Mrs. Giles reproved Leonard for speak
IingAthus of his father, but ne contin-
ued,-
.Well. I can't help it. l think it a
mean shame. He never gives you cent
to spend. but sends you to the store at
tbo cornor with the same old order:
sPlease let the bearer have what she
needs.' I would make it convenient to
need a great many things if We're
y0 n was fate when Mr.. Gijes returned.
He hastily dismoun,ed. and gave his
horse to one of the boys. Entering the
house he called for his supper in no gen
tie tones. Fortunately, supper was just
ready. Having satisfied his ravenous APP
petite, he arose from the. table, saying
"Come, boys, it's time you were in bed.
I'll want you ut daylight in the mornings
and setting the example, Mr.. Giles went
to bed. and was soon asleep. 80 *
About eleven o'clock Mrs. Giles, hav-
/ ing finished her work, andmade prcpara-
tions for breakfast, retired TO rest. Be-
ing much tatigued by the days excite
ment. she soon slept heavily.
After the first nap MIR. Giles was rest
less and uneasy. He tossed and turned
from side to side, but no more sleep for
him so he concluded to get up. Having
dressed himself, he took the candle, and
proceeded to the kitchen. The slender,
tallow dip threw lurid light around the
apartment. Things seemed to have
changed since morning. $
Raising the light high above his head,
he gazed long and earnestly around the
kitchen. There stood a new stove, with
its black and polished face, smiling upon
him; a row, of bright and shining tin
ware was neatly arranged on the shelf
behind it. Turning around his eye fell
upon a washing machine with wringer
attached. Taking hold Of the crank AMI
giving it turn or two, he said,--
IA sewing machine, by thunder! But
how in the name of common sense they
sew upon it is more than l can tell"
| !, Placing the candle on table, he came
in contact with patent churn.
"What! another blasted concern! Pol
", Polly :" he screamed, Selling the can
die, and hurrying baokinto the sleeping
krpom.F q re JUG 90. =
I'm his haste Els foot caught in the
frame work of a sewing machine. and ne
! fell full length in the middle of the floor,
while the candle found a resting place on
the opposite side of the room.
Mrs. Giles, suddenly aroused from a
sound sleep, started up in bewildered
way. saying -
- what is it, Philip? What's the mat
ter?''
Mrs. Giles sprung from the bed and
assumed an air Of Lightly. May
| i"Matter; enough" growledshe, picking
f1p. and rescuing the candle from its
proximity to the bed clothes. ''WhO has
filled up the house with all that trum-
perry? And who do you think is going
to pay for it? If you think | am, you're
mistaken"
sPhilip Giles" said she, II have always
faithfully endeavored TO do my duty as
wife and mother | have patiently borne
any privations, thinking them necessary
to-hiisband our means, while you have
used money, without stint, to purchase
machinery to tighten your work. Now
L have resolved upon a change. what
modern Improvements there are to facili-
tate woman's work / intend to have.
Nay, do not interrupt me- she contlll-
ued, as Mr.. Giles made an effort to speak.
These things are paid for with the
money dear old grandfather left me by
his viii. You loaned it to Mr.. Harris
doing me neither the honor nor jnStice
10 have the note drawn in my name.
Yesterday he paid it. / went to the city
and made these purchases they cost
les. sthan the mower you have just
bought. The rest of the money placed
in the savings bank. c
in yOar naine, suppose said Mr.
Giles. .s-zs-sau---..s--@e
Yes. in my NAME" continued Mrs.
Giles. that may have the uAaQf it when
| wish. This farm we purGfs4 with a
partof that legacy; and hereafter in
fend to see that my rights are respected
and my ieTal claims rightly auiuSleu.r