Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1877-07-25

few daylight hours in the house. and look
on to snug winter indoors with zest
indescribable. The autumn months come
on apace, bringing still harder work and
greater hurry, We cut up our corn, husk
it, build Il homely crib of poles. draw our
stalks and stack them, dig our potatoes.
store our vegetables, and rejoice like two
squirrels us we heap up our winter cheer.
As the long, cold winter finally closes,
we look choerfnlly from our windows out
upon the world. Of course some strange,
abnormal labors fall to our lot; there are
paths to be shoveled through the snow.
Pampas and the Maggies to be led forth to
water, stables to be kept in wholesome
order. But we do it, therefore others can
The indoor cozincss rewards us for it
all. There is no enjoyment quite like that
which comes as the lot of thrift and in
dustry. We have avoided all debt save
that which in due time the well-fattened
Polands cancel. Maggie feeding through
the fall upon our golden pumpkins, en-
ables us to fill the winter flour barrel, and
u surplus of potatoes purchase store of
groceries. Eggs, week by week. supply
items" A days work of picking apples
"upon shares in the KRONER orchards
has filled the apple-bin During the long
leisures, various pieces of fine sewing
provide hay for Pampas. Spring finds US
hopeful and not in debt.
Year after year we live on in this fash.
ion, tugging away at great labors and
knowing few lcisures, but kept CHEEKY by
the thought that we have already lived SC
comfortable so long, that we are not in
debt, that our early plan bids fair of sue.
cess until we begin to hear, on this hanC
and on that, "Why, how prosperous those
girl farmers are! Did YOU ever see the
lke?n
Then we pause, and look about us, anC
find it SO. The time has come. We our
selves see what green, grassy, leafy nes
the once despised little farm is with it
gardens aud fruit yards, and rosy clover
meadows, and rich upland pastures.
We have been "true to the early
dream" The golden foot of the sheep
is on our once barren hill-tops. Durham
Maggie and Maggie II and Maggie Ill
and Jersey Daisy feed luxuriousy upol
the sweet grasses and the honeyed Glove
blossoms, while the cream-rising and tn
moncy-making 90 on together in the coo
shadowy milk-room day by day The but
ter shipped in tubs, the choice mutton
sheep, the ieeces in load, are representa-
tive of ruinous and aggravating amour
: of labor, and give us our money in tina
profitable shape, the lump"
Of course the nights and mornings O
the entire year are rs busy as everi an
: there is deal of hard work and hurryin!
in haying time and sheep shearing. Blu
if one must work for living, and likes
rural life, and can be content to live in
+ manner so simple and unvarying, the Car
of small flocks and herds is an easy, gen
+ tie, womanly occupation. We like thei
, friendship and their company, and dar
, say spend much unnecessary time wit
Y them. Lou carries her neatncss and low
of order into their quarters, until tn
n sheep cote is pleasant place to visit.
] often tell her that the sheds, SO clean an
3 warm and strawy, are as nice us the house
and that don't see why, for hundreds {
overworked women, the Arcadian time {
i shepherdesses might not prolitably com
I again.
t 81 know it, Doll,H answers Louise
:, Il have thought of it 50 much. And nov
n that men are coming more and more
C share their occupations with us, do wis
i the thousands who are tired and restles
d and discouraged, and haven't head enoug
G to become doctors and lawyers, and "
q need money Just as badly, could see whi
il 4, ,,looco,.+ yvoU Of livinr thiS ic I wis