Buchanan County bulletin. [volume] (Independence, Iowa) 1869-1891, 1877-03-23
Written for the Bnlle,in
OUR PEW.

w hen my nuSDanu came nome the
other night and t, Id me that he had
taken Pew 65, was cross.
"What on earth did you do that
ior, John Gray"
"Why, thought it would please
YOU; it is next to Madam Eaton's."
"Yes," said |, scornfully, "hne my
beaver and telt would look beside
Madam Eatun's Russian sablcs and
Lyons velvet" Then thought con-
soinyly Of the yellow light from the
chancel window that would fall 50
beautifully upon my navy blue suit,
and rccollecled that | had noticed
that Madan's green plumes looked
hidcously in it. However, had
made up my mind to be contrary,
and Contrary | WAS.
81 don't want it, | petulantly ex-
claimed
swell, Madge, suit yourself and
you'll suit me;" and John spoke 50
kindly | wonder | could be 50 hate
tu. But the eyil spirit which rules
me at times still held possession, and
| said:
"You may take the third seat from
the door; it is good enough tor me,
if ! a,n ever SO fortunate as to get
through with washing, ironing.
sweeping, scrubbing, baking, mend
ing, and the thousand other ll:lle
amusemcn,s which fill up my life. "
You are tired, little WIFE," said
John, i'll soothing tone that exas'
perated HE.
"What if l am" snai ped l; Il al
ways expect to be; my idea OF Heav.
eli is Il resting place, and SO | will
go to church to find the way there
John walked out of the room, and
| tried to justify myself with Il say
lug an exemplary old aunt Of mine
delighted i'll: 81 he best OF men re-
quirc snubbing sometimes;" and
John Is the best.
This morning | wondered it John
would speak of the pew again, but
not one word passed his lips. When
we reached the church, to my aston
ishment and chagrln he took the
back pew. Now, | like to sit beside
him and look over the same book
for | know that if he does not say
his prayers, he prays them; yet
kept the length of the seat between
us. | think, at any rate, that oui
pew is Il good place to see the people
as they come in. There comes AL
ice Lee, silly little flirt. 1t is enough
to make Il saint nervous to see the
airs that Size cannot even put OFT on
Sunday. Her earrings tinkle, and
am sure she says ''pruncs and prlSms'
after every amen. One would kno"
by the commolion, that Mrs. Earls
irou-gravs were dashing up to the
door. | do envy that woman hel
turnout, and TO think that it might
have been mine! wish -no |
don't! Oh, John, you are worth {
hundred Moses Ears! Now | ST.
Mrs. Lawrcncc's bays turning the
corner, and l am glad they belong t.
her, for she graceS all that wealtl
can bestow, nor would the loss of il
detIact from her sweet womanliness
Yet | wonder if with my worries she
would be us charming. | believe
could be charming and good if
were rich.
! There is Mrs. Gray, whose sole
ambition is to be genleel. How
hate the word. TO think that wher
Mrs. Wright called TO see her bahy
and asked how many children she
had, she turned to the nurse, and
with dr.wl, said: "Nurse, how
many children have II" and whel
her brotherin-law died, remarked
that sit was a shame that such gen
teel man, one with such handsome
teeth, should die" That step he
longs to dear old Mrs. Hall, whom
everybody loves, even though her ed
ucation is defective, and she did say
that Harriet Hosmer's "Zcnobla'
was "a beautiful piece of sculpin,'
which inspired Kate Browns afro
cious pun, Why are hair-pin and
Zenobla alike? Because they arc
both skull-pins. 1t makes me laugh
every time l think OF her telling
Rev. SkimmiIk that she was Of ''En-
glish Distraction" She has with her
that horrid Alger child who fairly
yells the Litany.
l declare, if there amt Sarah
Brown, who at school astonished us
all by wearing Oh examination day
long black curls, though all the tc m