The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1875-10-29

Mira is as proud as q peacock of ii. |
But l guess if he should uphold q |
law that would empty their bar
she'd sing another song"
Il think, in that case" laughed
Mason, evidently pleased with his
wife's shrewdncss, 81 should be like
Artemus Ward, willing to sacrifice
all my wife's relations for the good
of my country,' although l honestly
believe that Watson would make as
much in the long run if he kept a
temperance house as he does now"
$50 have told Mira a hundred
times" rejoined his wife, sand do
think that since poor Briggs was
frozen to death, with the empty jug
that he filled that evening at their
bar by his side, that they have been
more careful who they sold to at
any rate"
A hooking smile fitted for a
moment across the young mans
face, but he could not grieve his
wife by uttering the harsh COM
ments that rose 10 his lips, as, ris-
ing from the table he remarked in
his usual kind, cherry tones:
"I'il help Abel about the milking,
and then ii you would like to, we'll
take ride to the Corner street.
I've got TO get some new tackIin' tor
the cultiVatOr-that last day in the
south field was rather hard on it
and" as he took the shining pals
from their shelf in the pantry, with
an unconscious glance at the spot
less shelves, with their rows of gilt
tering pans, each crowned with its
wealth of sweet, rich cream, 1--WE
must get some more milk pans, be-
sides having look at that new
churn that Crosspen brags so much
about. If it's what he saws,
wSnldn't begrndge-"
"Oh, I'll find out about that" and
Mrs. Mason ratified her dishes ener-
getically, while smile of pleasant
anticipation Overspread her face.
you may leave me at Mrs. Bluk-
etts OH your way TO the store. She
has one of them, and | can find out
by her how it works"
IAN right"
And as the blithe, cherry sound
died away, Martha MasOn's face
grew radiant with smile of proud
tenderness, while her voice was
sweet with a glad content as she
whispered softly to herself:
slow l love to hear him speak
those two little words in his happy,
satisfied way, for know he means
just what he says, in its best and
fullest sense. don't care" she add
ed, with a little defiant toss of her
head "If Mira does slur him just be.
cause he's man enough to treat his
wife as lis equal. l guess she'd be
glad enough, poor thing, if her hus-
band would treat her with little
more respect than he does his host
ler."
This was the nearest that the
warm hearted little woman ever
came blaming her elder and some
what uncongenial sister, who, as the
landlady of the only public house at
the Corner, was in her own, as we'll
as her friends estimation, a person
of wide experience, and as such ca
pable of expressing an opinion up
on any subject that might be intro
duced, Of religious, social or politi-
cal interest.
There's your sister, Mrs. Wat
son, now" remarked Mrs. Biunkett,
" IlO 4la0 OCSh ScI-
ting forth the merits of the new
churn to her interested visitor,
'she'd be glad enough to have one
OF these, as herd her tell Crosspen
the other day; but Watson says it's
all nonsense-this idea that the old
fashioned churn amt as good now
as it was in grandmother's day.
But tell Blunkett that there is just
as much sense liz labor-saving ma
chimes for women as there is for
men, and if he buys mowers and
reapers Tor himself, he needn't be-
grudge me a churn or washin' ma
chine, that don't begin to cost as
much, an is just as much needed
fairs l can see."
"And that's where your right"
laughed Mrs. Mason, with an ap
proving glance at the article under
discussion. "That's a swoman's
right that believe in. and"
"Just as l told Colonel Absalom
this afternoon" interrupted the
other, too much engrOssed with her
subject to notice her guests sudden
mention of that name. 81 said to
lIuIs say . Is ihCtC Is III SOH 11ldI
has invented a new kind o clothes
ringer, a first rate thing, that'd
make the work o washing twice as
easy as tits now, an he's been tryin
to get Il patent on it, an amt made
out yet, jest for nothing in the
world but because faint MAN saw.
in labor machine. But l guess
now" and her worn face frightened
hopefully, as she lowered her voice
to a confidential tone, "he'll make
out now, for the Colonel jest a.
good as promised ii he was elected
to. see it through"
"No doubt he will, them" was the
heartily sympathetic response
"The Colonel is a man of his word
so every body says, and there ISM
much danger of his not being elect
ed, l guess. And so" with an evil
dent relish for the subject, "you haG
a call from him, too. He took ::din
ner at our house."
"Did hep" and Mrs. Blunket
looked her citation as she asked, alb
ruptly, '.p'raps he made you a pres
ent, too?"
"a present."
Mrs. Mason looked bewilderei
and little curious. mo, he didn'
give me anything. What was you
present? ?"
"Well, the present want no grea
thing of itself, but it showed hi
good will jest the same twas a bas
of seed beans of new kind tina
amt never been seen in this coun
try before. The Secretary of Wa
had some sent i'm from Chiny, an
he sent few to the Colonel for OLE
acquaintance sake, an he was GOO
enough to divide 'em and bring u
half. You see he and my husband
brother Jason, was officers ia tn,
same regiment, out to Mexico, ant
that's why he came to remember Us
/ s'pose."
There was q curious and not par
ticularly pleasant look in Mrs. Ma
sons eye. as she asked very quiet
ly:
"Will you let me see them?
have a curiosity to know how
Chinese bean locke"
"To be sure-in just a minute,
: and fastening from the room sh
. came back after 4 moments absence
/ a smile Frightening her homely face
and in her hand" Martha Masol
looked, then rubbed her eyes an,
, looked again with a beWiIdere,
) stare.
There, carefully, almost tenderl