South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1882-12-01
No Third Mrs. Perry.

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inous closing other upper lip over the
lower one.
Mrs. Perry called herself a dcvout
Christian. Allithrough the country
she was held in estimation as one of
the salt OF the earth, comforting be.
side sick bed, efficient in u neglect
ed household. and welcome every.
where. And when Alice May came
TO the old homestead, us her sons Sc
cord wife. she naturally looked mp
with reverential affection 10 the VEN
cradle. white capped old lady.
Sweetheart the young husband
bad said, looking fondiy into the eyes
OF his bride. as they stood under the
blossoming boughs OF the ounce trees
on the soft May night when first lie
brought her home, do YOU think you
can be happy hereT
oh, Harry the young wife had
replied, it is like paradise.
But Mrs Henry Perry soon found
out that Lilac Faim was something
more practical than her ideas of par
ad;se.
Don't know how to churn' said
Mrs. Perry, Senior in ama=ement.
why, Alice where were you brought
up? lIenry's rirst wife thought moth
ing of churning twenty pounds OF but
ter of morning, besides Going all the
homework and getting breakfast for
four hired men,
Alice coloTed to the Very roots of
her luXuriant chestnut brown hair.
i know nothing about the country,
dear Mrs. Perry she said, Tor she
was too shy To use the tender term,
mother unless by the special invita-.
tion which had not been accorded. =
Il was EDUCATED, you know, at II board
ing school after graduated taught
school anti | met Henry, and
Il dare say said Mrs. Perry, dry
~; but if you are going II be FAR
mer's wife il is high Time YOU acquain.
ted Yourself with some or the duties
pertaining to your position. Ny sons
first wife now was u model
Alice looked eagerly up.
please, Mrs. Perry said she, tell
me what she used 10 do. OF course
have had 10 experience, but
| Well said Mrs. Perry, looking up
10 the top fringe OF the curtains and
touching the tips OF her fingers reflect
lively together, she had a faculty, DO.
rolhy had. She Was Il famous cook
She baked fresh pies every day, for
no one can be expected to like stale
pies. Her hot breakfast biscuits were
/ like hakes of snow, and we mostly had
watiles for supper, with honey and
fresh apple sauce. She always got NJ
at four o'clock OF Monday morning
to do the washing. IIenry's shirts
have never been the same since Do,
rothy was removed. And | wish Won
could have seen her irouings. The
! sewing circles met here once a month.
and the teas Dorothy got up were the
talk OF the neighborhood. And there
was a Sister otindustry meeting here
once fortnight and the Singers
Symposium every other Friday. She
was q noblc-hcartcd Christian, Doro
thy was And then she did all The
family sewing. She could NOT recon.
Gle 1t to her own conscience AMI her
husbands income, she said, ito hire
such work done
And Alice who had committed the
cnormity of having a dress made by
a dressmaker, colored scarlet and
hung her head
Then at butchering time, proc coded
relentless Mrs Perry, senior, .Doro.
thy always made tie tripe and sau-
sagemeat and corned the hams her.
self, and she cleaned house four times
a year. She was master-hand at
quilting, and she always made her
own bonnets. a woman can save so
much for her husband that way. As
for the butter and cheese. | think. II
she hadn't died SO suddenly poor thing
that she could have beaten any record
in tie country
Alice sighed deeply How could
she's slender, inexperienced woman of
twenty, hope 90. cope with these mar
velous attalnments?
Henry never told me all this. said
she.
j suppose be has thought OF it ma.
ny time, said Mrs. Perry senior. But
perhaps he didn't like to alludc to it
while you were playing on your mo
lodeon and reading your books. Do
rothy never got any time 10 read =
But if you will teach me- pleaded
Alice; Il will d. my best to learn.
'She locked the melodeon. put a..
way the books and portfolio and her
basket Of fancy ucedlc-work. and set
herself resolutely TO work to fll the
place Of the departed Dorothy.
why, what little housewife Won
are SAID Henry, laughing when she
showed him the tray vt golden J1tter
she had churned, and succeeded in
burning her fingers at the ironing lire
and reducing her pre'ty complexion to