Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1875-11-20
NORTHERN TRIBUNE.
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SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 20, 1878.


An Insubordinate Wife.
Mrs. Giles stood in the front yard,
hanging up her Mondays wash; the
last piece had found its place upon the
line.
ing p % i a e Z <s s'|rs sh spsfh 1s
a aas Of ~ Bsys g|S sg q ip!e
Leonard's suit this afternoon; I've nsu
1t around so long. If only had sew
ing machine how much | could acoii.
plish:: and picking upzher ADasket' sale
went into the house. The prospece
within was not very cheering; the WASH
tub to clear away and the dinner 10 piace
upon the table, Just as she began 70 lay
ne tabn " Cues appeared e tne o0V'
aPut on an extra plate; that man viii
take dinner with u.s."
Dinner was soon ready and as soon
dispatched, for ceremony was one OF Tue
unknown things M the Giles family. M ;l
Giles and the stranger retired TO the slt-
ting room to discuss the merits OF heW
reaper and mower, whilerMrsa Giies re-
Lmained and cleared Away tnei dihiier
table. When she had finished and made
herself ready for the afternoon, she went
into the sitting room. MIR. tiles Van
saying: IF you have anything new
and better, anything that VIII make
work easier and do more of it, I'm your
man! I'm in favor of all machinery
that will tighten work for Inall Why,
bless you, just look around my farm; Its
run mostly by machinery
profitable? Certainly replied he,
I:Ms6ey in the bank, HE xdded, never
emitting an occasion of mentioning a
small deposit he had in the city bank.
The stranger was gone at last, and
Mrs. Giles sat down with weary limbs
and aching shoulder to finish suit of
clothes she was making tor her oldest
son, lad of fifteen. Slowly and YEARLY
: the needle weptiy and oglt ( Stitih after
hF(teh vSa Ul66 but to- iftle P6peose |;
It did seem Is if She never would come
to the last. But if stitches progressed
slowly, her thoughts flew fast en0ugn.
The last words of her husband fingered
In her mind, and again and again they
required to her.
Yes, men can have /. their burdens
lishtcned, but ;, poor women may
drudge: Every year Giles has adoeu
something new to his farming imple-
ments, while have to plod .aiong, with
rharsffy sufiicient utensils to cOok DECENT
Sdfnner ; snio stove without asboilerI or
whole griddle. and a cracked door. No
wonder L can't bake loaf of bread de-
Gently. Then here l have TO sit and
stitch for week on this suit, when two
hours on machine would complete 1t.
1t Is needless to record ali OF Mrs.
Giles thoughts and words as she sat
stitching the hours away. A dim con-
seriousness of her wrongs and a faint de-
fernieation 20 ayet her lights, was EN-
tering her minu.-She had so long gwen
up her opinions. set aside her needs and
fOStered the selfishness of her husband,
that it was hard to break through the
meshes of habit which his stern will had
woven around her. The afternoon wore
away, and Mrs. Giles laid aside the I'M
finished garment TO prepare the evening
The next morning at breakfast she re-
marked to her husband that an agent for
sewing machine had called the day pre-
vious, and wished her to try one of his
machines. 80
sT1soId fimy said she, she might
leave <oirc~yhen he-cafne next week"
Mr.. Giles LAID down his knife and fork
and sat with utter anlazement depicted
ON his countenance.
z-.l.A sewing machine!'. he gasped when
he had recovered himself. III needn't
leave any OF his new tangled humbugs
here; L have no use for ,ticm,os
"a But have
s.Yul.' interrupted he; '''do.'t see
what use you have Tor machine You
could never learn to use it; or if you did,
what have you to sew? Only my clothes
and the boys Women, nowadays are
getting mighty independ mt, wanting
machines to 10 their work; too lazy TO
do it themselves. Suppose they want
to CAD about and gossip about their
aMhy. Phflip -
"Womans work is nothing" continued
Mr.. Giles, not needing the Interruption
my mother had not as many con-
vcniences for doing her work as you
have, yet she always had her meals reg
ular and we'll cooked, and that is more
than can say for you. No, don't want
any sewing machine about my house.
God made as good sewing machine as
want when he made woman.
- With tits hItimatam he left the table,
and @taking his hat,s mounted his horse
and rode away to look at the new reaper
which he contemplated buying.
One by one the members of the family
finished their breakfast and passed out,
leaving Mrs. Giles alone. She sat with
her head resting upon her hand her
thoughts wandered back to the days
when, i'm the freshness of her youth. she
gave her hearts deepest and best affec-
tons % HAilip Giles. Blinded by sher
gueM love for him she saw not the ex-
treme selfshness nor cOarseness OF his
nature. She implicitly believed all his
promises, and needed not the warning Of
her friends.
1t seemed a long time since then, so
many shadows had darkened their path
way; darker yet seemed to grow life's
rugged journey. She saw her six sons
growing up around her, amidst rough
and evil influences, without the ability to
counteract them. Mrs. Giles remained
long time bowed over that breakfast
table, praying with sense of helpless
ness and a feeling of need, such as she
never before experienced. A loud rap
at the door startled her. On opening it
she found Mr. Harris had called to pay
off q note which had long been due a
note Mr.. Giles had often declared be
should never be able to collect" The
poor wretch" he insisted, ''will never be
able to save enough TO pay his honest
debts, while bis wife spends all his earn
ings on such foolish things as washing
machines" ~ .f.
Mrs. Giles informed Mr.. Harris of her
husbands absence, but said she would at
tend to the business. When all was sat-
isfactorily settled and Mr.. Harris had
gone, Mrs. Giles sat for some time look
Ing at the roll Of money in her hand.
At length<a new thought came into
her mind Carefully placing the bills in