River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1879-01-23
MRS. GAYS PRESCRIPTION.


B4lg, ta1g went the front door,as Mr.
Bennett and the boys hurried of TO store
and school, leaving Mrs. Bennett to col
lect her wits and draw long breath af-
ter the usual morning furry
The poor little woman looked as if she
needed rest, but was not likely to get it
for the room Yves in chaotic state, the
breakfast table presented the appearance
OF having leen devastated by swarm OF
locusts, the baby began 10 fret, little
Polly set up her usual whine of Il want
sumpin to do" and pile of work loomei
in the corner waiting to be done.
II don't see how I shall ever get
through it ALL" sighed the respondent
matron as she hastily drank cup of tea
while two great tears rolled down her
cheeks, as she looked from one puny
child to the other, and felt the WEAKNESS
Of her own tired soul and body more OPP
pressive than ever.
"A good cry was pending when there
came nrisk ring at the front door, a
step in the hall, and large rosy woman
came busting in, saying IN CHEEKY voice
as she sat q flower pot down upon the ia
BILE, "Good morningl Nice DAY, isn't it3
Came in early on business and brought
you one of my Lady Washington's, you
are so fond of flowers"
ooh; it's lovely How kind you are,
Do sit down if you can find a chair; we
are all behind hand to-day, for was up
halt the night with poor baby, and have
not energy enough to go TO work yet, y
answered Mrs. Bennett with a sudden
smile that changed her whole face, while
baby stopped iretting to stare at the
rosy clusters, and Polly found employ
ment in exl oring the pocket Of the new
conner as il che knew the way there.
"Let me pJt the pot onyour stand first,
girls are 81 careless and am proud of
this. 1t viii be an ornament 20 your par
lor for week." and opening the door,
Mrs. Gay carried the plant to sunny
bay window where many others were
blooming beautifully.
Mrs Bennett and the children followed
to talk aud admire, while the servant
Ieisurely cleared the table.
"Now give me that baby, put yourself
in the easy chair and tell me all about
your Worries said Mrs. Gay, in the
brisk, commanding way which few peo-
pie could resist
I'm sure / don't know where to be-
GIN" sighed Mrs Bennett, dropping into
the comfortable scat, while baby changed
bearers with great composure.
81 met your husband and he said the
doctor had ordered you and these chicks
off to Florida for the winter. John said
he didn't know how he should manage it,
but he meant to try"
"Isnt it dreadful lie can't leave his
business to 90 with me, and we shall
have to get Aunt Miranda to come and
see to him and the boys while I'm gone,
and the BOYS can't bear her strict, old
fashioned ways, and have got TO go that
long Journey all alone and stay among
strangers, and these heaps of fall work
to do first. and it will cost an immense
sum to send us, and / don't know what is
to become of me-
Here Mrs. Bennett stopped Tor breath,
and Mrs. Gay asked briskly, "What is the
matter with you and these children?F
sWell, baby is having q hard time with
ais teeth and is croupy. Folly doesn't
ret over scarlet fever well, and I'm used
1p; no strength or appetite, pain in my
iide and low spirits. An entire change
IF scene, milder climate, and less work
or me, IS what We want, the doctor says.
John is very anxious about US, aud | feel
'eeulariy discouraged
.I'll spend the day and cheer you up
bit. You just rest and get ready for a
iewgstart Tomorrow; it's saving Of time
o stop short now and then and see what
o begin next Bring me the most press
ng JOB Of work; can sew and SIZE TO this
il lie rascal a. the same time"
AS she spoke off went Mrs. Gays bon
,et, and BY the time her hostess had re-
ufned with the overlooking work basket, |
he energetic lady had put match to the
cad laid fire on the hearth, rolled up a !
orch, table and easy chair, planted baby /,
N the rug with bunch of keys to play /
With, and sat blooming and smiling to !
lerself, as if work, worry and November /!
weather. were not in existence.
Tots frocks and Polliy's aprons are
he things l am most hurled about; they |
ICED so many, and dc ike my thildren |