South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1879-03-14
a Lesson Learned.

tloa. Sister Searles mad furnished .he
text in the morning. bat then the ser
mon might have gone on from firstly to
forty -seventhly without Mrs. Barney's
notice, had it not been for the cellar
stairs.
Mrs. barney was hurried that day
sic was always burrieJ-and il was
warm and uncomfortable in the sun
shiny. stove heated kitchen, where she
was Fastening TO and fro. growing fret
ted and tired without slackening her
speed. Nealic, standing at the ironing
table, was tired also.
There's so much 10 do she said.
YEARLY, i DO not see why we need do
baking and ironing both in one day. L.
makes such crowd, and we could have
left one for tomorrow
Tomorrow will hiring work enough
Of its own answered Mrs. Barney,
quickly. 'Besides, if we should get the
work all out of the way the first of the
week, whole day to rest in would be
worth something
But then we shouldn't take il for q
resting, just because it would be whole
day nnd something else would he crowd
ell into it. murmured Neale. 10 whom
one hour now looked very inviting and
that poss bile day in the future very un.
certain.
The mother did not answer, anil the
girls hand moved more slowly over the
damp muslns rs her ,gazc wandered
away TO the hills where great trees were
throwing cool shadows. How pleasant
the shade and. grecnncss were. The de-
sire 10 bring II nearer suggested anoth-
er thought to Noaic. some vines
would he so nice AT this window. moth
er could plant them if YOU would
let. Tim dig little spot out there
Yes, but II we ever get the house fixed
up rs we want it we shalt have shut ers
at that window.
But we don't know when VIC can do
that, and the vines would he SO pretty
now urged Nealc.
Pretty? Well. yes ic we had the
whole yard trimmed and laid ont "a it
should be. hope we shall have it
some day but $ stray vine here and
there seems hardly worth tussin. over
when VIC cant have the whole done
Nealic sighed, bus was silent. and
presently Him came in with an ar,nlrl
OF wood
'NeaIie,' he said, pausing near her
table, If you just sew this sleeve up a
little. / nc ola thing tears awful easy,
and inst hit il against 81 nail
bespoke low, but Mrs. Barney ) quiciS
. ears caught the words.
That jacket torn again, Tim? ncv.
cr saw SUCH q boy TO tear things to pie
ceS. No. Ncaltc can't stop 20 mend IL
now, and can't either. I've been in
tending 20 get YOU new one. but there
+ doesn't seem much chance to make any
thing new while you comtriye ID make
so much patching and darning ON the
old
Mrs. Barney shut the oven door with
snap Tim was the hired boy, kind
hearted but careless, and he was rath.
er Encouraging. Board and clothing
sometimes appeared to her high price
for his service. hurry now. pick some
currants for dinrer. she said.
Tim took the tin pail pointed ont to
him, bat he did not hurrv as ne passed
with cloudcd face down tile walk. The
thought of a new jacket wouli have been
very pleasant Il few minutes before. but
II had suddenly lost its atlraotiveness
The boy drew his husby brows into a
scowl, and rs soon rs nc was ont of
sight Of the house. threw himself upon
the grass and began his currant picking
in very loisureIy. manner. Then it
was that Sister Searcs drove up in her
rauling old buggy, with q horse that
was, is Tim said, a regular old rcvolu.
tonHry pcusionc1'
II | cant have fine horses and carria-