The daily gazette., 1876-05-17
THE Disseminated WEE.

shall go crazy! Five children all elam-
oring at once, the preserve kettle boil
ing over, the pickles fermenting, moths
in my Sunday shawl, and the dog
running away with the soup bene for
dinner.
And Lefty stood in the middle of the
room, holding her head with both of
her hands, as if she momentarily ex-
pected to sail up into the air like a
balloon.
Lefty was very pretty, after an odd
gypsy type, with great dark eyes, a
brown and healthy skin, and hair as
black as a crows wing, and this round
of daily cares and duties to which, as
the wife of poor young carpenter,
she was condemned, had planted a
wrinkle on her velvet smooth fore
head.
John Wyngard burst out laughing,
and that in Mrs. Letty's case, proved
the one that broke the camel's back
She began to cry.
Now, Lefty, don't be goose, said
he soothingly. why, what do you
know about real treuble?'
4 don't care,' sobbcd Lefty. 'I'm
tired of it all. Pm tired patching old
clothes, and hashing old meats, and
boarding cid pennies, I'm tired Of
Your husband and your children,
gravely interrupted Mr.. Wyngard. is
that it Letty?'
Mrs. Wyngard pouted and was silent.
She didn't like to own it, but for the
moment she almost felt tina. she was
tired of them.
L might have married rich,' she said
slowly twisting the baby's bib strings
around and around her finger. 4 might
have been Howard Lindsley's wife, and
he is very wealthy man, they tell
me-
'lt'sa pity you didn't, said John
provskingly.
Yes it is pity, said Lefty, stung
beyond endurance, as she aounced out
of the room.
And then as she sat down to sew a
bottom on Johnny's jacket, and braid
little Helen's bair, and show Rosie
abot.t the arithmetic sums, and finally
when the four eldest sons were packed
OF to school, to bathc the baby and
rock it to sleep, Lefty Wyngard could
not help thinking how much brighter
her pathway would be if, instead of
saying mo" to handsome Howard
Lindsey, she had uttered the other
monesyllable' Not but what she low
ed John better, by far, than Howard
but this W caring, grinding succession
OF petty cares and toll was sapping all
the life aud elasticity out of her.
She locked disdainfully down at
the faded calico dress she wore, patch
ad and darnaA IN, ha ,Nlooa
If had married Howard dsLindsley,
she said to herself, i could have worn
silks and jewels every day, with hired
servants to wait on me. and an elegant
carriage to drive out and in whenever
l pleased. Oh, dear, what world OF
trouble this is
And as Mrs. Wyngard laid her littlo
rosy checked infant down to sleep she
felt as if her lot had fallen in thorny
places.
Just as she had taken her place once
again over the brass kettle in which
she was trying to do up some rocky
pound pears. which a neighbor had
given her, there came loud knocking
at the door.
Come in,' said Lefty, and the house
keeper from Hadfield Hall, the big
| mansion on the hill, came mincing
across the threshold.
Lefty busted off chair in consid.
cradle of furry, for Mrs. Ellison was
Il grand lady in her way, who wore
black silk and laces, and had her bon
nets directly from New York milli-
ner every spring and fall.
Won't you sit down, Mrs. Ellisong'
said she, coloring to the roots of her
pretty hair, and secretly hoping tha,
Mrs. Ellison did not observe the patch
on her calico dless.
Thank you my dear, l am in a great
hurry said Mrs. Ellison. Il hav,
some fine laces ard muslins. and VAL
snciennes handkerchiefs here frsm my
lady at the Hall. The laundress hasn' I
come down yet, and she amt willing
to trust the lady's maid with 'em, ann
they must he ready by dark-and SO
told her knew person in the village
mat was Ii master hand at faces and
iuting and such like, and l depend on