The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1878-06-07
The Head Woman"

l never lived in q town yet which hadn't
head woman" We've got one IN ON
own and what she can't do no one els
:-eed think OF doing.
i,uring the last four years she has bull
chuIch, hired the minister. appointed
iommittees. elected deacons, run ali fssti
.als, Pienics, societies. and conventions con,
.eu thsrewith. besides attending to hel
""h and husbands business. feedino al
&c poor and converting all the heather.
"She's a brick the bows saw With :
ms, as they skedaddle around the corner
20 me men sit on the boxes at the cornel
.ocefy and talk Theology, well assured
hIt their work will all be done by this
&c woman. Ir
She knows every ones business bette,
: an they know it themselves, is well &C.
ainted with every ones character and
tinty' and can prescribe their line of duty
them with the utmost exactness.
"Snch n head as that woman has |" the
Ne@pie remark as she walks down the street
.lshhar" when-I-tell a-child-to-do-a-thipo
asy-do-it," sort of an air.
& Nobody ever says anything about her
cart, but l s'pose she has q machine
hat keeps time.
me especial delight Of this "head
oman" Of our town is being on the poor
o'amittee. Oh! she does love to visit the
poor on Thanksgiving and Christmas DAYS
with agreat basket full Of old boots and
aiioes done up in brown paper on her arm.
VI. course people who see her don't know
but what she has groceries and goodies in
The papers. and she always makes the poor
twice glad. They're glad when she comes
ana giadder when she goes away.
n evidently believes that flood for the
mind is better than food for the body" and
always carries the poor a good deal of adj
vice and very little provisions.
One day not long ago she visited a diving
widow, who is unfortunately dependent
upon charity for subsistence for the few re-
manning days of her life. As she hustled
m n settled herself in IN easy chair by
the bedside she exclaimed; "Therel
Everybody said you were going to die. but
you amt dead yet. are your i've brought
you a couple of pounds of sugar and
some butter, but you must be saving.
you know"
The widow sighed. closed her eyes. and
her lips moved as if in prayer. Then the
mead woman ' readjusted the folds Of her
aress' folded her hands with q sense of dutv
done. and, giving the room q critical survey.
went on
" Dear me /! what a dirty place! Because
any ones poor and sick that's no sign thew
needn't be clean. I've done my W work
= great many times when I wasn't able to
be OF o my bed, rather'n have ahired GIRL"
), And you ought to have taught your
boys to be neat. and not lay up apple Cores
md such things IN the window sill"
Nov, when l was first married / lived In
q small house. but 1 tell you it was ALWAYS
clean ; my husband never dared leave his
things around or come in with soiled boots."
All! no wonder her meek little husband
always goes with his head down, as though
afraid of being cuffed. and tip-toes along
the sidewalk as though he thought it had
just been mopped.
The "head woman felt relieved. and
she leaned back in her chair and famed
vigorously for a while. Then. CATCH
ing sight of the widows two handsome.
spirited boys wrestling out on the grass.
'he began again:
81 s'pose you don't know what's to be-.
OF your boys when you're dead.
.hink you'd better have them sent to the
Reform School. THEY'VE never been pro.
perly governed andthey need a strong hand.
I'd Just Ike to get hold of them"
The widow shuddered i~nvoluntarily, but
just then the new minister entered and the
"head woman" arose and with sweet
affabilityto her leave.-Detroif Free p-sss