The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1876-11-16
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her childrehanH interest intheir welfare
has alwayssbeen5the tiipms Of pfai44 ii
song and story 1sanElctrppeg gofs her Chill.
drcn marry, and she Is at once trans
formed into most meddesomc, detestcd
creature, whose noble virtues have sunk
into vices of the most uncomfortable char
acter. AS far rs she can perceive, she is
the same woman that she was before,
with the same warm affections, quick
sympathles AMI untiring devotion and
sclf-sacriiice ~; all the rest of the world
sees her in quite a different light.
prYWre Horace Bartlett did mot
praise his mother and her ways Of doing
things oitencr than any dutiful son of a
good mother, but his little wife, Matsie,
had come to look with some feaf and
trembling on the proposed visit OF said
mother-in-law to her little snugecry Of n
4pme. Mother WAS getting on i'll years ;
the journey was Il long one, and very
likely otbis would be her last, Us we'll as
her first visit To her sons house. Horace
was in a flutter of happiness at the pros
pcct of seeing her once more, and very
anxious to have everything on hand that
could possibly add to her comfort See
ing him in such state of anticipation,
Matte carefully smothered her own np-
prehensions, and dropped tears in secret
over Horace's hints and suggestions about
the children, and how mother would like
this or that in reference to them That
poor unconscious mctEcr-in.iaw was fast
becoming the bngbcar Of her life. She
wished tho dreaded visit over, nnd,frlt
that she could never breathe free again
until she was on iier homcward way once
more. S Do not cenaure her inl,ospitality,
unless you are quite free to cast stone
at, her. FlIas, not rlome expected visit
of some kecn-cycd relative Of "hs" set
your own heart fluttcring with upprehcn.
sion? Have you not, metaph0rically,
wished her "in Guinea" dozen times
before she came under your rpof7
1t seemed rs if the nearer the third
came the moro "mixcd up" everything
BECAME Matte could not make head
way with her work with those three little
children always about, her feet. The
baby took the time to cut II few more
teeth, rs is the manner of babies when
mamma is in hurry and worry, and
hlnttie grew so nervous that Horn. &c was
drawn into the same net So far he had
experienced about the usual vicissitudes
or young tatliers and holseholders, who
have small means out Of which to provide
for Il family. But somehow the tanglc
affairs had taken sometimes caused n
sharp word or tspoji On both sides, to be
followed by bitter repentings in cooler
moments
More system" was Horacc's nnfaiIing
remedy for housekeeping ills, aud any
woman will appreciate the aggravating
nature Of such advice under such circum-
stances.
After all, the reception passed off IA
vorably--a great point in entertaining
guest; FIRST Impressions nrc 30 lasting.
The good, motherly grandma took the
little ones on her knee SO fondly, and,
cuddlcd them in her ample bosoui' so lov-.
ingly, that the mothers heart warmed
toward her instantly. Horace was graft
fled, and Matte more than pleased that
things had turned ont so differently from
her fears Is it not usually so with our
anticipations? The evils that cause us
most suffering are those WHICH never
happen. z
But mornig brought its usual pefp.sais
ties, and Mattie's heart sank at the pros.
pcct of going on with her days work,
after Horace had gone to his business,
with those experienced eyes ever watch
ing her--sure tn zee her shortcomings,
Matte though, fHnd ready. perhaps, with
cool advice abbdt 'eystehl," which would
he sure to try her 50 keen!y!
Mother was late after her journey, and
Horace had little time for chat, ns his
business = REQUIRED punctnnlity. Mnttie
must attend to her baking, and that noisy
just ut tie 'head 6f Ike tradie, md then
such Q cry as canc from sturdy pair Of
litne lungsl 1,
Maybe Matte would have given the
had not been by; shecertainly felt ready
to, as she rubbed theC dough from her
hands and prepared to take up the little
one. ;,risn-f
II guess he will come to me, daughter"
said the old lady kindly. "We'll see II
m kind of lame, Matte, or would spry
about and help you do up The work. But
il can keep the baby happy, maybe it
will help q iltlgnT1 ;f1isrts
It did help d kredt deal. Mother had
the faculty of bewitching the baby in
some way, SO he was charmed with her,
and Matte felt so grateful that she wanted
TO stoop down and kiss that wrinkled face
with its crown Of whitened hair beneath
its snowy cap. And this was the dreaded
mother inrlawl She felt, rather than
thought, that she could go to the mother
quicker than to the son with her many
in housekeeping.
The work. ,nloHed on very smoothly that
day, with grandmother to keep the chill
dren out OF her way. 1t. seemed like do
ing the work in "a new atmosphere. The
afternoon found Matte settled down com.
fortably to her sewing, the baby socahed
10 sleep e soft towel dipped in warm
water wrapped about his chest, carefully
covered with flannel! z,
How soundly and sweetly he is sleep
ing !" said his mpther,-, "He has not slept
like that for a. HeeR.E b l'I.> "a
"There is no soothing syrup equal 70
it, said grandma, where there are any
feyerish symptoms; and there is not thte,
slightest danger, where you cover the
towel we'll with flannel Now can helm
you sew,l daughter, If you will be kind
enough TO give ME eqmy spees.. am
master hand al patching, and i SEQ M That
Charley is much like other bows. and
pokes his knees through his trowsers, Just
as his father did before liim.l / Thought
thet the cloththet could hold ont for six
6.is I'M i5.tf q A,,
{ ICould you always have "a much sys9
tetfi about yolr Work as you wished,
mother, when your children were little ?,'
asked Matte. .bfcaching the sore subject.
Grandmother laughed nagond, hearty,
laugh, maybe at Remembrance Of che old
10 was not laugh that
hurt any body's' feelings. Matte knew
she was not laughipg OF her and her
voice was se dheefa1S shat % dEhhght the