The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1878-05-23
Ia BLANCBISsEUsE FATTGUEE.
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Tired? Wen. should think SC. Il wonder you
When You know I've stood Ger the wash tub
And rubbing, and rinsing, and bluing, and
Is, DO assure you. any thing but play.
MAJ. tliat bout my answer Savage you
Wen, think have reason TO be
Most sayagely savage. don't your
nheh Iieei ten times worse than ever saw
Could feel. with his back nicely severed in
wish was savage or any thing else,
But a cupe OF this civilized murder, call'd
work.
I'd rather. oh, yes. a hundred times rather,
were an indolent, hookah -lnouthed, cross
Oh, now you are laughing-that smile so Sc
rene,
So taunting TO me-'tis all very well
When you are not tired, and the clothes all
clean.
Bat my back is breaking. my fingers are ach-
ing
Every inch of my body is bruised and sore;
When 1feei thus from washing, how Oft am
tempted
To vow and 90 Keep il, I'll never wash more.
But la where's the useg No sooner than
know very wei tits a vow to be broken. .
The very next week that brings wash day
o. that word washing" how do hate 1T
IL has a most ominous, uncomfortable sound.
just look al my hands-arcn't they Deauties!-
All pulled up to twice their size
Inflated balloons Of starch, soap and bluing-
] wish they'd cut loose and float up to the
skies.
And take me long with 'em in my present
condition;
I'm sure I'd enjoy the aerial ride.
And there soap washed burrows, soft as the
When falls the heavy rain. could not do
better
Than turn in and SOW them, if had any suit
What fruit they would bring I wonder;
The fruit of labor you say Just like you
Ever turning my iests of provoking.
What increase soever they bring,
IT'S an increase dearly bought
Oh, Pm quite Disguised with work.
Nothing new, you say, for mes
With Tennyson's LOtos Eaters ! am just in
1 never could understand "why life should
all labor be-"
What a lity that civilization "a blessing it is
While it hghtens our labor should multiply
our needs.
I've no idea of being barbarian. but a bar
barrie idea or so
1 should like to adopt, such as scantfness of
clothing,
'Twould reduce the wash list, you know.
But, lest shock yOGr refinement by such q
primitive style,
III show, by way of propriety, twas all the
fashion ere while;
The enlightened Romans of old, that war
rior, cOnquering race,
Who wisest conquest, methinks, was to
conquer the passion for dress,
Were judfciously scant in apparel ian econ
omy? Yes,
A truly wise economy, born of sound, com
mon sense.)
A large, loose, circular toga, they calpd it,
The principal garment worn,
OF a cloth not made for washing-could our
modern dress be thus shorn?
What's that? It's scanfy enough, the dress a
Ia mode of this day?
In the makeup, yes, / grant you; sut not in
the articles Ell?
What a pity we can't be nereids and live in
the billowy sea;
No use there of washwOmen, fancy,
No mountains of soiled lingerie;
But, diving beneath the waves, each one
would his own master be.
Fie how I'm running on, thought was too
tired to talk.
No use of that, you say? No, should think
not;
But Whatever am to do? Reading?
IT'S out of the question. Now, that ! am
! should like TO sit down and be quiet,
But my head will not let me do that
With every nerve in it throbbing-
ID mt YOU hear il? Pit pity pat.
II you'd be so kind and make me,
In good English style, sweet and strong,
A cup of John Chinaman's beverage,
Think 'twould help me along.
Thanks; just right; couldn't be better.
Now III trouble you only once more
To open the cool west window (Oh, never
mind the door.)
Oh, what glorious sunset-those streaks of
flaming red;
Old Sol is never lovelier than when he is 60
ing to bed.
He goes to his couch for rest; his long days
journey is done;
I'll follow his example, I'll sleep with the
sleeping sun;
And l hope the morning may find me, like
him, rosy and light;
At least pve n long rest before me-the whole
twelve hours of night.
WILLIS, MONTGOMERY Co, TEXAS, MAY 9, 1878.
-LOuisrille Courier Journal.