Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1879-04-04
.JOB SPINNINgS W0RE.


Mrs. job Spinning was a round rosy, com
pact, hard working little woman job Spin
ming was a n,agrc. pale faced, hard working
little man. Mrs. job was fretty, but quite
good enough for this world. job was too
good for it. BY heroic labor, that laid out
elsewhere would have made him general
he earned salary so small that won't dis
grace these columns by telling it and Mrs
Job, who WAS a financial genius, stretched it,
and met the ends over the year and there
were three little SIinnings of that abhorred
class Of infants who ar3 perpetually taking
every possible disease, or being brought home
with the breath and teeth knocked out Of
them, or failing in these, fall back on hives
and sore ears and Mrs job doctortd and
procepted these three little Spinuings, made
their clothes, made her own Clothes made
jobs, made everything in fact, but -four,
meat coal and groceries, for which She hadn't
the receipt, all in the shortest conceivable
time. running the household machine with
prodigous dash, energy and friction.
The consequence was "A pain in Mrs. Jobs
back every night, and twist in Mrs. Jobs
temper.
Then, rs Mrs Job was a heroic woman, she
suffered in silence, making the tea as if she
were dying and laying the cloth as with her
last gasp, narrowing Jobs tender soul 10y the
pteous spectacle.
There was also family tradition that Mrs.
job was in feeble health, and only prevented
from commencing a mysterious process
called running down, and sinking into an
early grave, by uuwinkug watcLfuln,ss on
Jobs part.
Now job came home from work tired
man; sorcly tired man turning the corner
with feeble step, aud lingering heavily in
his own door but between the tradition and
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bring this tired man in and rest him, but
hung him up with his coat on the hall peg.
and came in a fresh, cLa,ry, sparkling job,
to take the baby, put the children to bed, and
oil the wheels generally. By nine o'clock
Mrs. Jobs back and temper Were apt to be
comfortable, and job Wa, dead tired.
One morning job said, rs he put on his hat,
My dear, / ste that you are running down
again, l shall bc home very early this after
noon
This was formula, and siGniiod a Spin
ming spree, familiar institution largely rel
ishcd IN the Spinning family, consisting of
trip across III, ferry, IA finer thing, properly
done, than You may imagine and u lunch of
buttored crackers therefore Mrs. Spinning
hurried what she called her busy cares out
of the way, scrubbed each little Spinning
within an inch Of his life, and tied her bon
Let strings in n flutter, with the hand of the
clock at three, for that was Jobs hour on ear
ly afternoons, and job had never disappoint-
ed Mrs Job since their wedding day.
There is u first time however for all that
can be said and DONE and on this occasion
job did disappoint his wife. lie came home
late and looking gloomy, and found Mrs job
pathetic.
Il should not have cared for my own dis
appointment" she said. Il am used to that
lint tb.4 sbilIr.t
disappointment! repeated job, absent
ly. "Oh, yes" and subsided again into his
gloomy thinking, and that was all the eXpla-
nation that Mr.. Spinning ever offered for
keeping his wife waiting in bonnet and shawl
for two hours by the clock. He was in a
frightful humor, and answered Mrs. job,
who had been teasing him lately to insure his
life, SO like au ogre-or, not TO be pootical,
like other womens husbands when out of
temper, that she dropped the subject aghast,
and never dared to renew IT, This was not
all. On the next night he came home late
again, II thing unprecedented in their mar
ried annals. On the next night he was later
yet. After that he was regular only in being
late.
Mrs. job was woman of energy, also "A
woman of some sentiment. When husbands
change morally for the worse she knew that
good wives make themselves physicians to the
case, and, in home reading Mt least, always
effect a cure. Mrs DIR. job resolved that she
would try to touch Mr.. Spinnings better ma
ture and this was how she did it,
job coming home, late rs usual, found the
cloth laid the steak ON the gridiron, the lit
tie Spnuings trying to keep their eyes open,
and worrying about the room, and Mrs. job
resgncdly sewing. On Jobs entrance she
laid aside her work with gulp, indicative Of
swallowing much uudigested sorrow, looking
at her husband with red eyes and nose aud a
watery smile, and set about the supper rs one
doubly enfeebed by the pangs of sorrow and
hunger, but resolved to bear all meekly with
out complaint,
In fact, rousing from his haggard stupor.
job did ask, with something of the old inter
est, WAS anything the matter;' Mrs. Job
set her lips. 1t would take u week to tell in
order all that she thought was the matter
and then with II second edition of the watery
smile, NO, nothing" says the little woman,
signing, and with the look of one who is tell
ing a noble fib. Job rose abruptly and went
into the adjoining bedroom.
The brute :" she said to herself; 'but I'll
show him whether | am to be trampled on or
not" No talk now of appealing to his bet
ter feelings. The natural woman was in such
a rage that she could not listen to Mrs. DR..
job unless that eminent practitioner should
suggest some of the sterner modes of treat
ment. Keep his supper for him, indeed
Coming home on the following evening Job
found Mrs. job grimly sewing, and the room
wearing that put-away- -for-the- night appear
ance so peculiarly aggravating to hungry and
tired folks.
Isn't it late ?" asked Job, glancing at the
clock with some dismay.
"We have had our supper, if that is what
you mean" said Mrs. job suddenly facing
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