The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1881-11-25
"rt is a very nice breakfast y Flor

"It is n very nice breakfast" Florene,
remarked. 81 don't know when ]
have enjoyed anything SO much"
MIR. Stickney glanced at his wife
There was something in the tone whicl
reminded him OF tho barnyard tete-s
tete. There must certainly be an under
standing between himself and his wifi,
right away, he thought. Il would nevej
do to let things go on in this style. hIrs
Mazonson must be rebuked also. Hel
attitude was certainly very objection
able, and should be corrected immedi-
iately. Meantime Mrs. StiSSney ate he1
breakfast with relish, and passed hel
cup for some more coffee. Which oI
you ladies'" Indicating the Misses Ma.
zonson, "made this coffee ?" she asked
pleasantly. at certainly is delicious J
Neither of 'em made it," Mrs. Ma.
zonson answered, promptly. "Do you
think I'd trust anybody to make coffee
but myself?"
Mrs. Stickney had decided that her
platform should be plainly understood
both by her husband and tho Rfazon-
sons before she left the dining.roon. IT
promised to be herd battle to fiobt:
but the young wife had courage enough
now for host of husbands and a resi-
ment of first vifes relations.
Are you going to be very busy TODAY.
hubert p Mrs. Sticllney asked her hus-
band, as the meal drew to close.
L have been away so long that nv
days will be occupied for some time to
come" the gentleman replied.
Perhaps, then, Miss Susan or Miss
Maria would go to ride with me this
morning !" and Florence threw a glance
full OF sweetness at the Misses Mazun-
son. 1T is such o lovely morning ="
she continued; "and after little If
will be too warm, 1 fear"
Mrs. Stickney waited moment for
some kind of response. and receiving
none, said: You would like to accom-.
pany me, would You not, Miss Susan ?"
This young lady was on tho point of
replying, but her mother came in ahead,
" Hubert" she began 81 should think
1T was high time you gave your wife to
understand what kind Of place she has
come to live in. l don't suppose this
wife can gad off and leave the work -
and now Mrs. Mazonson's voice shook
with grief or anger, Florence didn't
know which" any more than your first
wife, my daughter, Mr.. Stickney. She
never left the work until it was done"
"Perhaps if she had lrft it OCCASION
ally she might be living now" tho
second Mrs. Sticknoy coolly suggested.
at this crisis Mrs. Mazonson snifled.
and Miss Susan left the table.
"tlorence will become accustomed
to our ways after while Fir. Stick.
nfy responded, with so much ccnsidera
ton in his tone for the tyrant at tho
head of the table that his wifo felt
ashamed of him. "She'lI work into Il
after while" he added, endeavoring
to ap, 81 at his case.
That furbelowed white gown looks
like working into itl' said Mrs. Mazon.
son, defantly.
I" am not afraid to trust my wife 10
do the proper thing, Alrs. Mazonson,"
MIR. Sickney remarked, with 4 tardv
decency.
"lt L may DO allowed" the young
wife began, with the deliboration of one
making a mighty effort for aelf-controI.
- should like to say a word As the
brave little woman surveyed the assem-
bled group, there crept into her face 3
look that one OF the party never forgot,
This ore was her husband, who started
10 lay o deterninea hand on her ann.
but for some inexulicable reason G We
It up. When I take my iiabtlul place
rs mistress OF H. husbants house"
Mrs. Stickney wc,f on. "ilsen it viii
be time enough g. tlik of my da'ios.
You may consider iaa q SIMMER boardor,
4 you please" she added, smlingi:-<
'' but in whatever light you may regard
me and now the sweet mouth grew
firm, and the fine eyes struck fire =
please remember that l am the wife
ofthe proprietor OF this establishment
and the owner CT these acres, and ex- !,
pect to be treated, If not with kindness,
At least with civility."
81 should like to see you make
twenty-five pounds OF butter before
said Mrs. Mazonson, when
she could recover herself. Mr.. Stick
ney played with his spoon, and looked |
steadily into his coffee cup, but said not
q word.
"You will never see mo make twenty |
FIVE pounds OF butter before breakfast"
Mrs. Sticl1ney responded, "and l think |
it very doubtful if ever make any but
ter after breakfast either. l don't in
tend to give up my music, my painting, |
my reading, my writing OF anything else
that L have been educated TO enjoy, and |
1 want this understood also.
al wonder what you will do if 1 90 |
awayT Mrs. Mazonson inquired, dubi-
ously but hspectfnlly.
"AIr. Stickney is abundantly able to
pay for all necessary SERVICE" Florence
replied. "If he doesn't choose TO do
this, then there is last resort L can
go home to my father any time"
81 amt got anywhere to CO." said
Mrs. Mazonson, now thoroughly sub
dued "but 1 suppose can find a
place in n few days, if 1 may stay here
till then. Maria is going to her uncle's
tomorrow" The basso-profundo was
all broken up, and tears rained down
the old lady's face.
Mrs. Stickney rose from her seat, and
walked round the table to the house
keepers side. GAS far as / am con-
cerned, you are moro than welcome to
stay" she said, kindly, laying her hand
on one tyrannical shoulder. "You
know better than any one else how
things are done, and have my husbands
interest moro at heart. am sure that
Miss Susan and will be good friends"
she added, sweetly, "and L see no
reason why We may not be a very COM
Portable family. You understand, I
hope, that do not intend to do any
hard work. If it wsre necessary
would, but it is not. l shall never in.
terfere with your butter or coffee, my
dear Mrs. Mazonson, and / am sure you
will not with my affairs"
An hour later, Mrs. Stickney and Miss
Susan were driving toward Lake Dun
more, as jolly pair as one would wish
to see.
81 am glad you settled it, Florence"
Mr.. Stickney whispered, as they stood
on the piazza previous to setting out.
"No doubt" she replied with a touch
of the old tone he had learned to