The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1880-09-02
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luru 10 tie road 70 catch The frat giimps'
of their ncW mother To tell The truth
ehc1 one oi them, for diiierent reason
psraaps, wss sorry shs wss oomlug Jen
nie. the care and worrytsker Of lie bouse
bold, Der mothers own girl, was sure 80
wouId not know how 70 keep house,
Mate, tie leisure loving, Was sure shI
woudu't kuow how 10 DO anything else,
Fred, "tbAt boy oi twelve had made ul
A.s Nuidy mu8 3 stand dfm.Y On d,
defensive, 10 The inevitable war Of opin
ions. ~ for Daisy, the seven years
baby sud pet, her heart was too full o
her own mamma; sbe knew she should
never love the horIid, hateful old thing
not bit, not a single Bit" This resolu
tion had been strengthened by certain
kind neighbors, who smootbed her outl'
% pityiugly, and sighed 'poor little Ing
"a stepmother--sh little knows poor
little desrl"
I Mrs, Bentley, the mother OF The four
children, had been 10 her grave year. Lei
us hope she found the rest there which
she never allowed herself 10 life. A dc.
voted wife aud mother, stricken down 10
the prime Of her days by the DEGREES Of an
iuscrutable Providence, the obituary said.
Did not death make all angelic, II ought
to have read, "this mother, devoted only
TO the bodily wants OF her family, died OF
bard work and worry" In this case II
was not the husbands fault. They were
by no means poor, and Mr.. Bentley had
a notion that farmers need vacation oc.
cssioualiy AS well as other men, but bis
wife sever could find the time, and so she
plodded on, in, an old woman at iorty-
I Eve, "lhe busy wheels OF life stood still -
Death had toiteued and refined her mem,
ory, Into something like q beautiful dream
aud her children stood waiting now with
half Indignant feeling that father had
the heart TO FIJI her vacant place.
But there they come, says Fred In big
whisperis and he inYolnntsrily darts
around the corner OF the shed. In mo.
meDt the carriage IL at the door, aud
their father 10 helping out, not an old
woman or young girl, which would be
worse yet, but a radiant, healthy, com
mon sense looking lady of thirty-fve.
Without waiting for introductions she ran
In among them, saying in her breezy,
comfortable way, this is Jennie know,
from the photographs, and you must be
Aate-how do you do, my dear-because
you are the other big girl, and here's our
little white Daisy, ell but Fred, where is
he? With the resignation of despair, that
young man comes forward, gives her the
ends OF bis fingers, allows himself 10 be
kissed once on the forehead, and then
makes for the barn, muttering something
shout chores. The Ice was broken, aud
somehow the process was not nearly 30
shivery IS they expected. Daisy having
confided to Fred, in little private con.
ference, that she wasn't so old, after all,
nor horrid, either, and she meant to like
her just q little wee bit, crawled up upon
h0r new mammals lap, and they had a
long talk about the big doll that lay
sleeping with ito eyes real shut in nam
mas big trunk 10 the ball.
Daisy's heart was won, and meanwhile
Mate bad picked up book that was tuck
ed under the shawl strap, saying to her.
self, guess this is the last book she will
fine time 10 read now she has farm work
to do.
After tea, which was eaten in one end
Of the big kitchen, Jennie showed her
mother overt the house, and was Modified
by her notice of its faultless order and
cleanliness. Mrs. Bentley shivered as she
stepped iuto The prim, chilly parlor, and
the cherries sitting room, where only a
few rays of light had been admitted in
honor OF her coming.
Now suppose It ia no affair Of yours
or mine, inquisitlve reader, what this
lady could see in plain Squire Bentley 10
induce her 10 leave her teaching in New
York and come up into the billy country
OF New Hampshire to look after bis big
farm and his four children. But she
knew, and here she was, here was her
work, aud plenty Of IT, This roomy farm
house and the habits OF the dwellers need
ed many changes, aud carefully she must
work her way.
II comes Monday morning, the time
that tries women's souls. at church the
evening before the Bentleys had met
some old friends Of the family, who were
visiting in tho town. and promised TO take
tea with them on this Monday afternoon.
Careful Jennie was at once thrown Into
a iermeut Of worry. She was not strong,
and washing aud company in one day
looked ike terrible task Why will
people ever 20 visiting on Monday Why
We never get through washing till four or
I've o'clock 10 the afternoon. We might
put The washing of should think, said
Mate.
So we might, replied Mrs. Bentley, bat
there are 40 many OF us to divide the
work, ! hsrdly think il will be necessary.
Let 50 81 be up promptly at five O'Clock
std sse bow we will come out.
Tie June morning was fresh and cool,
out the kitchen, when they sat down TO
breakfast, was bot aud close with its one
door and two high windows. After
o rayer JeuBie started to 20 AboBt the
Wa shiug as usuAl, bat Der mother stopped
hsr With, you look tired this morning,
Jeun e suppose, Mate, you And /, who
are sn oug, DO this washing, and let Jen.
nie skim The milk aud stir up 8 fresb loaI
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