Connecticut western news., 1877-01-19
THE PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION.
How it Appears from an Unbiased Point
 of View to u Smart Woman.

How it Appears from Unbiased Point
 of View to Smart Woman.
 From the Lancaster Penn.) Examiner.]
 I never until this fall realized the debt we owe the press, and I never ap- preciated the advantages of living in country that elects its own rulers. My husband is 8 Democrat, and my father. who boards with us, Republican. On the seventh of November I took down my last winters cloak, and I couldn't keep back the tears. That cloak cost SS25,, but it was short. and of course I couldn't wear it this season. It didn't seem as if I could wear my double paisley shawl all winter, but I thought of the sufferings of the poor, our heavy church debt,s and of the many obligations Will liam had to meet the first of January, and concluded wouldn't say word about it. I might be a dowdy, but I would go calmly forward-up the church aisle-supported by the smiles of an ap- proving conscience.
 When William came home that night he said New York had gone for Tilden, and there was glow upon his brow and light within his eye hadn't seen there for years. The biscuits were light as a feather, and said I: William, what do you think had better do about cloak this winter You know they don't wear short cloaks. I suppose you don't feel as if you could afford new one ?"
 "See about it, :" said William, scraping the last drop of peach juice from his preserve plate. That's dreadful vulgar habit, and I've told William so over and over again, and don't wonder, that be- ing genuine, elegant Democrat, he will persist in it.
 The next morning, when I passed through the sitting William sat shivering over closed register in his stocking feet, his hair uncombed, but he cried out from the top of his paper Democratic victories everywhere ?" The country gone CD n1dsse for Tilden P F' Intense excitement and rejoicing p We had waff1es and maple molasses for breakfast, and I made the coffee myself. William had made one earnest dab at his head with the hair brush, but had evi- dently missed. Father called for toast, and said he had neuralgia pains streak ing all down the left side of his face. William read aloud soothing morsels from the Democratic paper, such as Indiana gives Tilden 10, ,OO0 majority p
 "What do you think this morning about my having a new cloak, William ?''
 "Of course you can have new cloak, if you need one. Full returns not yet received from Oregon, Nevada, Florida and Louisiana, but they are undoubtedly ours r"
 "Um!" said father.
 felt good deal of anxiety about fam fly prayers. William isn't professor. Father Leads devotions, and I was afraid he would be too supplicatory but he prayed mostly for the heathen, Jews and such like, but didn't refer to the Demo- crats, and only once-just after the heathen-alluded to our suffering country.
 When William came up to dinner he said returns of Democratic maiorities were pouring in from all quarters, and said I: William, I've been thinking the matter over, and I do believe 1t would be the best economy to buy fur cloak. Everybody is wearing fur. It might cost more at first, but it would be cheapestin in the end ; fur is so durable"
 "How much will it cost ?"
 {" Mrs. Col. Fuckers sealskin sack was $20O last winter, but I don't feel as if, in our circumstances, we can afford that. Frrs are cheaper than last fall, and I think could get good, desirable, not so rich as some, but still good enough for people in our circumstances, for $50.
 "Um p said father.
 civilian had taken out blank check, and was refecting, when in whisked the president of the Democratic club and said Florida and South Carolina had gone for Tilden, and William was wanted down to the club room to see about the illumina- ton. He filled out the check, and inn mediately went down street and selected the cloak.
 That evening a shade of anMety-a scarcely perceptible tinge of melancholy had settled on Williams countenance, while fathers neuralgia was better. William asked if I had done anything about my cloak, and, if I hadn't, he should suggest waiting awhile <; furs might be cheaper. He said, when I been postponed.
 the street screaming that Hayes was elected, and when I went down father was sitting on the front stairs coatless, and with his vest on one shoulder, while William balanced himself on the edge of the hat stand. Both patriots were stocking They had just taken in the morning papers. Very little conver- sation was made at the breakfast table. but father was extremely polite to Will liam, and said he didn't know when he had eaten buckwheat cakes that tasted so much as they did when he was boy.
 At noon William didn't stay to des- sert, but father, having eaten his own pudding, drew Williams untasted plate to himself
 The tears were yelling to my eyes, and father kindly inquired why I wept.
 live been thinking my old hat fixed over won't look at all suitable with my new cloak, but William is so blue can't bear to ask him for more money."
 Mercy on me p said father, "don't cry over a bonnet. Go down and get what you want and bring the bill to me-"
 My hat was to be of seal brown. Two feathers or three," asked the mil liner. l thought of the hundreds out of employment, of the destitution and want the winter would behold, of the vanity and pride of dress, but while hesitated newsboy, just out with the afternoon papers, yelled: "Florida and Louisiana both sure for Hayes !" I knew how father would feel, and said: ooh, three, certainly"
 For two or three days there was look, not so much of pure melancholy as of gloom, wrath and vengeance con- mingled in Williams countenance, and he sprinkled pepper on his beefsteak fearfully. Father said that he awaited the action of the Louisiana returning board with confidence in their integrity, | and slipped his tea with spoon. I never knew father to sip his tea before with spoon in my life.
 By-and-bye it was reported that cleo tors names had been omitted from Re publican votes in Louisiana, and father | said there was chill in these November days that struck to the very marrow. and 1