Weekly Trinity journal., 1879-11-08
MIR. J0sLIN'S SECOND.

neighbor dubbed him. His wife was
mild, sweet, faced little woman, now fad
ed and worn, but when Jacob hrst brought
her, bride, to the old farmhouse, she
was pretty and fresh as u rosebud. She
had found II hard master; for ne looked
upon his slender wife as If she was ma.
chine, constructed on purpose to serve his
royal highness- to wash, iron, scrub,
bake, mend and do hunreds of other lit
tie things that belong to the pleasant
sphere of farmers wife. Yes, he was
hard master; and not only that but an
unloving one; for he would as soon have
thought of bestowing a oaress. or an en-.
couraging word, upon his favorite mow-
ing machine, as bis wife.
Ten years had the once fair May Cor
don been mistress (or rather slave) OF the
old farmhouse ten long, weary, hearts
breaking years: before that she had reign
ed sole monarch in the little, old, red
school house, but fancying she loved, and
was loved in return, by the stalwart
young farmer, she joyHully took the
cares Of farmers wife upon her slender
shoulders, "ail for love" Love to her
was what the sunshine is to flowers, but
her husbands heart was too much bound
up in plsns of future aggrandizement to
bestow manJ thoughts upon the young
wife that grew s!ighter, paler, and more
silent every day. For while, as was
her custom, she attended church regular
ly, but AZ last that was entirely given up,
her garments were so shabby; and il she
ventured to say as much to her husband,
he would gruffly reply, "see how my
mother used to dress; folks weren't so
proud then as they are now a.day's;" or
else, with = grudgng air, tell her to get
Il calico dress down to the store and he'd
settle The bill.
And oh such furniture as shocked the
artistic eye of poor MAY. She WAS an
ardent lover of the beautiful, before she
was tied down, body and SOUL to the
weary work that was ever before her.
She would look, with almost desperation
at the "parlor," which her husband per-
sisted in having kept just as his mother
had lett it. There it was,-it's bare, yell
low floor, six stiff backed, hard,looking
chairs, grim looking windows, upon
which rested in uncompromising servity,
five books-"Pilgrim's Progress" vol-
ume of "Sermons," )" and the thrilling tale
OF William Henry Fangdon, who be-
came hopefully converted at The tender
age of five years. and an ancient Die
tionary." Over this literature hung the
"ookng~ glass" +" rejoicing in u furnished
frame Of gilt, and over it, in peace and
placidity waved a few peacock's feathers;
and on one side of the room hung II dis
tressing looking "mourning piece that
one would judge was executed by the
worthy Mr.. Mast.
The room is wal enoughgA said ia.
cob, in response to his wife's tmid re-
quest TO fix it up little; "I shan't get no
new paper for it, eithor," he grunted,
regardless of all the known and unknown
rules OF grammar. ~ always liked the
paper myself, and l thought you pre-
tended TO like flowers; and the wall is
covered with them" The paper was
light blue color, with green aud yellow
tiger lilies" for figure, as Large us life
and twice as natural"
Well, one day when our good man
H.. ?
"hired men," what was his astonishment
to fnd that his wife had had the audacity
to give up and had taken to her bed,
whore she should have been weeks ago
oval, now, there II be DOCTORS bill to
pay, s'pose," he lovingly said, as he
clumped into the bedroom and found his
wife in high feyer. The thought never
once entered his head that she could; by
any possible chance die; so when the good
old doctor gravely shook his head and
said mo hopes" he replied, "Oh, she'll
be round in few days, guess; women
are tough, you know"
And when, one of those fair June days,
as the setting sun was drawing his man
tie OF crimson clouds about him, the
spirit of this household martyr went to
"that beautiful home of rest" was half
inclined to grumble, that she should be
$50 ineOn.iderate. Heartess though he
was, Jacob still mourned for his wife,
after his own peculiar fashion; be missed
her when he wanted his boots drawn off
and mug of cider brought; he was lone
some without her gentle min istrations;
and so, in course OF time our bereaved
widowe~ began to think, as all his aillct,
ed brethren are apt TO, that it is not good
for man to live alone.
"Now, !" said Jacob TO himself, sits
pesky, risky sort OF busineis for man to
git married, and don't want to git cheat
ed. May was very good wife for
man to have, but she wasn't very strong;
| ain I forty yet, and l want smart
young woman, one that is strong and
well; yes, and good looking, too. don't
care SO much for money, for | am we'll
enough in regard 10 that myself
Now Jacob very we'll knew that not
woman in town would marry him il he
was worth bis weight in gold; so 10 Con-
necticat he goes, ION visit to brother
dick" he said, but in reality on a wife
hunting expedition-a disconsolate wid-
over Of six months.
Ere great many weeks had passed
away, the good neighbors were seanda-
lized greatly by Jacet coming home,
bringing with him his second wife.
Mrs. JOslin number two was no mild
looking little lady, but snowy, dashing
women Of twenty-five, with black hair