The Columbus journal., 1881-03-16
Happily Married.

Just taken their first lessons in in.
strumental music, and the young
professor who had lately located in
in Snobdom, stopped the porch as
he withdrew from the parlor, and
said to their mother as she sat darn
ing stockings: ...
4 am happy to inform you, Mad
am, that your daughters evince de-
cided musical talent and | consider
myself very fortunate in securing
such apt pupils
Indeed! exclaimed the widow,
jerking the large darning needle
with double yarn spitefully through
the heel of an old sock indeed !!
well, l am most happy to hear you
say so. l wish to give my dsugh-
ters every advantage possible. |
want to fit them for some other po-
sition besides farmers wives. |
would rather see one of my dsugh-
ters laid in her grave than to see her
marry farmer. No, neither of my
girls must ever marry farmer
why, Mrs. White | sh hould think
that with your pleasant surroundings
you would be 80 much in love with
farm life that you would never con.
sent to your daughters marrying
anybody but farmers said the pro-
fessor, glancing at the neatly kept
yard, aud out over at the shrubbery
into the corn field beyond, where
two men were plOwing. .....
oh, yes, our surroundings are
pleasant enough--near town as we
are--but, tell you, Professor, there
never is any rest for farmers wife.
It's work, work, drudge, drudge,
day out and day in; and whepever
there's one minute to sit down there's
always patching or dsrning to be
done , and the widow looked at the
stocking basket significantly, while
the Professor smiled gravely as he
saw the ragged heels of several
pairs that must have lined coarse
boots in many days journey be-.
hind q plow. The smile, however,
was soon superseded by an express
sion of sadness as he said:
But what can be drudgery in a
home like this. There is something
to drudge for--here ia independence.
Most of the laboring people in towns
drudge to keep the breath of life in
themselves. They have no nice
homes of their own as the reward
of the drudgery. A poor music
teacher, for instance, must 60 beg
ging to get up class, and depend,
not unfrequently, upon exacting and
fault finding patrons for the means
by which he barely subsists. say
to you Mrs. White, that could | to-
day follow plow behind a team of
my own, my lot in life would seem
a heaven compared with what it is at
present. And 1 say this, not be-
cause / do not love and honor the
profession of music, but because
hate dependence. l should like to
work and be my own driver, but
despise begging, even if it's for
something to do
When Mrs. Whites husband died
he left her the nice homestead which
she occupied. This was under
fine state of cultivation, free from
all incumbrance, and wholly at her
disposal. To each Of his daughters
he left Que hundred and sixty acres
of prairie, unimproved, except be-
ing fenced and used as pasturage.
About two years after the preced-
ing conversation between the Pro-
fessor and Mrs. White, Isabella
White was offered five thousand six
hundred dollars for her prairie farm,
md her mother hastened her accep-
tance of this offer by saying:
Take it, Bell; If you don't sell
before you are married, the Profess
sor will want to go to farming, and
you'll always be drudge just as
I've BEEN
Then Bell sssented, the papers of
conveyance were signed, and widow
White congratulated herself that she
had saved her daughter from the
hsrdships of farm life.'
Very soon after the transfer of
this property the house Of Widow
White was filled with wedding
gnests, and few weeks later when
the committees for the Christmas
Tree were appending the holiday
gifts in their respective places, JOk-
ing Jerry, the church humorist, un-
did heavy, carefully wrapped
package, and calling the attention of |
bis associate workers, read in very |
ostentatious manner, Presented to |
Mrs. Professor Bits, by her mother.
Price S534.
why didn't she add, please put
this in conspicuous place. contin-
ued Jerry, as he set out carefully
the separate pieces of the shining