, 1881-03-12
THE HOME.
A Pretty and Instructive Poem by
Fanny DriscoII.
Further Proceedings or That In
tercsting Grumpy Club.
Iris Has Something to Say Concerning
Gold Weather and Books.
Thoughts Sagg@ttd 10 0'lena by Ride Ia q De-
laysd Railrona Train.

SAItu A"hAAV"e hp"'"
The Beauties oil Motherhood as Seen by
Mohcr-MIscctanco Con.
sributions.
AN 1DYL or DISTINGUISHING.
. For 7nt Chicago 7rth,tns.
An ancient room, bgh-cclcd. and 'lin, and
wide,
With oakcn ra ftors dusk and rich with time;
Aud Windows dianond-pancti. whero su,bcarns
glide
Thro' jnstnlnc; whcro tho winds faint trembling
chime
urInRs Summer In its music, and tho song
or birds, tho bgcnth Of buds, tho brown bcos
gong.
Fair Barbara, n prlostcss Of Tltgh Art,
Htnnds near tho tnbic, With littlo frown
Upon hor snnosh white brow: her dainty teeth
Shut OFT her full rcd lip; her sllken gown
Hidden In BnDwy muslin. as in sheath
A muslin npros,, lbscd and laced: With fritls
OF suttn ribbon bright rs sunset rlfls.
Her Bilkcn haIr, lustrnus mud hlack, with thrills
or purple thro' 1t, coifc's - scarlet snood;
Her sleeves rolled 10 revcul hcr sl!tnnicd arms:
Her dark swcct eyes are wislfut ard bedcwcl;
Dut In her carriage. lofty ns n queen.
All high md Upright purposes are seen.
A pcvotcc Of Arts wild rrcnzicf freaks;
With high cnstcuyor ai her wt,tnan's brow;
With pleading rose-rc lips. and cnxer hands
And stcnifast cyes-fuir liarbara stands thore
tsubllino lncDnsclotlsncss Ut I}ridgcts frown
6pcnks In cncll rustic Of her sIlkcn Kawl,)
Aud tnlltters 10 herself Ab1eet dis.latn;
lnrgc- hnnuctl, slIElst framed. devoid Of SOUL
She flrEls III kiteteti-lO:e tit HtHfkG strtIn
or ctGssle hnrtnunv: uud l!att,nr1t wishes
10 tcAch her nll thu hcauty hid III ti!shes.
Tho Possibilities. chas.c md picturesque,
lftldon in tho kltchcn's it!alifnId, grim duties;
And bring to hcar Hr"n Zach gr,tccless t,.sk
Su flNrlMrR'6 sweet eyes shine out like stars.
and Bridget Elarts-aH ntlHry Kitchen" Mars,
Tho harmless wcanons with which uarbara
works;
Fringcd ,'a'nask towels, worked with Crock do
In sounIos*apgles curves, md graceful q,lirks;
\ Turkish clnth lxei tn M Ivory handle.
a luton tit for ffut,lnsicr tn tlnndel:
Pit for bIaaas S ba,S 'aSt ii hcat or l"y. '''
Tho dishes are ulc,i,cy Of High Art,
Etyrus, sntsHinn, nll IN t1ninty tlnts
And ,uafvclons pAttcrns-frsll as !easrs OF
Filled with vague iu,ngcrlcs. and sm,tlc hints:
And silver, gllstcniny rs tho .Jack Frust hiAnl
Hhd 9rown stllrA tnAu and lost h!s nngic waud.
And ,s.,nIntnnss sold-i|ned pltchrrs' urns. and
VITA suit silk lined Ilnnncl cIoth hid near,
Such Ms sutne 'lotlnE mother might wrnp ruund
JIer % arst.l,or. @ y II fnnd 70 HnH rai,tnrnHs fear
Gives wiy, At lcllst 10 decisive starc:
4 tit!er, host-subdued, a. barbara stnnds
Ilesltlcs ii wanaraus hnslI1, and pours nut
\ Guploti5 sfrrltn Ut irf.1t&ttcr; md 'E!ns
l!er tncniat tHsk ~ Enrl!!ul nbDut ..
in talry.ts. ssl,s. III 1e , ehlna .s fra: ' 's'''
Working sud hny@c to tho fraKo things.
AtnklnE tho rn.sy checks If lErligrt pale;
Tut frlhra U.lto ttllet.nHcftlus ai nuHht wrong,
HUNS s0Etly+ haf- aloud, II Bllutch Dt song.
The ,r!dcsccnt xlnss rerusea quito
To sparkle; n1ld tic oliver s;Ii,wers .l,til;
Ihe wntrr eslt!!s the tender rosy hlr.ts,
An A Epsss f .1w ' H. sa M 'gcp g ,ss n # 4
\ priceless i,ws is ncittt snu4t hnptlcsly;
\ slender !'agnl crlls'1cs % tho tlt'r;
Pour hnr1urn pa.,sc* IN II blank tslsniay,
And louka With !onKlng thru, tho open .ioor,
Whore rnyMllv tho SUMMER tluy rGIHlses.
Mid dragon-tlies. anu ferns, and crimson roacs
Soft warmth md perfumes wander thro' tho
rnOn+
The dr,wsy hun, Of insects f'lia tho mir:
fao i!f.s si., her t ltt!S hanas aaII. now,
aho Girls away"a pis,o f%ls ~ With Clutter
~, bridget! tell NE, whit eau bc tho mAttcr7'
The plead,nx yo!ce brings 1,r!.,gor to her kuccs,
Her wMle fnco beat's with susllcs. III pride re-
ngweds
tlsss sepsS F. SpG, e you ne % 1 ,eSsseE
Is brokch by u r0tco tlAt ehnkns VIII, laughter,
"Swcct cousin mime wash nll tho dishes atterl
s"Dut come into tho garden nnw--liko Maud.
You need diversion soru. 4enr lItt0 frntii;
Lot !]rldR6t rulo tho kftcton while aho uIay.
Uont mtnKla tit5hEs with this sweet June day"
And Barbara turns her taIr, !Iushe'l face to ono
fho q Ilr1llt