Semi-weekly interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1881-1905, 1883-07-27

ID not understand There was Lida
Landscombe. just dead In love with him.
a. anyboly oosld see. AMI the beet
brcad.maker in the whole country, lie.
side taking prizes at the State Far foi
pickles and iellics, aud ever NO much
better looking, too, than Myra. No
yellow bangs over Der eyes; she just
sombed Il back on her face and did il
up in . hard knot that staid. She sent
John a birthday cake, and knit linn "a
comforter. and everybody thought IL
would be a match, but John said be-
didn't like her eyes; they were haud-
some eyes. 10 my tlea, and could look
you through and through. they were
that clear and bright; but did you over
know a man TO take advice2 MARY
that ferret, sail John, 4" and never have
any peace Of my life well, I guess
not p" and with that of lac goes 10 town
and telegraphs back. Expect me and
my wife" Dear such shook a. il
gave me, and our spring cleaning not
done. and the minister coming 10 board
with us while his wife went hons ON u
VISIT was trial. you may be sure
And whom she did come, il was more
hike having wnK doll in the way than
anything elsc, with her big wondering
eyes. and childish ways. and silly qucs-
lions, and hanging on Johns arm, and
leaning over Johns chair. with two lit
tie insignificant feet IN the rungs at the
back, and her clothes Such fllnlS,
Just like a dolls rigging. and just set
my foot down that il she was 10 live with
Ia, she must conform 10 our ways
hadn't been forty years in this worll for
aotIing, II she wanted 10 wcnr fnc
white laces aud ruilled aprons. sho hl.l
To wnsh and iron them her..lf. !
Noullnt be her slave. Aud ,,,ch sill,
questions as she asked. they iu-t n.ad
mc sick /: When did the COWS she.,
their homs2 Which COW gave the lnr
tcrmilk2 We're there any dear little
yellow chicks p
Dear little yellow chicks, indeed
Thoy were dear enough before We raisec
them and got their heads of and VIC had
them ready for market, and il that silly
child didn't sit down and cry because
they were killed said she had named
every one Of them end watched them
grow up. And she was onr Johns
wife bah
Then she did the silliest thing of all
went and bought book called "Whai
Know About Farming" aud used b.
ait out under a tree studying il by the
hour; and one night, when she went
down 10 the bars to meet John, heard
her ask
John, why don't you get a washing
machine and wringer. aud save your
own flesh and blood. Look at the bills
ters on my hands r. 1900.
And the next thing II wis the talk 81
the neighborhooi that we Eih"ts WHO
uaa set CUR noes against modern inn
proyements, had given out before that
little palafaced thing, aud not only got
wringer and washer in our kitchen,
hut several hundred dollars worth Of
harm machinery at work. John said lac
could afford il. but l spoke my mind,
and told her what thought of il after
he went out 10 his work. She looked
kind Of frightened, and pretended she
was going 10 cry. and then she spoke up
quick like and said:
"Sister Janet, it's a triumph of MIND
over matter. You can wash now, and
sot be all tired out, and sick and nov.
GUS, and-and-John can afford it"
Perhaps il | had known that she had
paid for il ALL and il hadn't cost John
sent. l might have been more forgiving,
but just Strengthened mp and said
"Mn. Elliot, you may 60 on and ruin
your husband with your boarding-school
ideas, but AS for ma, I'll never touch
the things. l can work, thank good
ness, while I've got my health. WASN'T
brought up in idleness."
She never took il 10 heart bit the
next thing knew she was at the little
parlor organ she had, singing and play
ing as il that was all there was ~ life.
And that silly old minister-men never
do have bit Of sense, but you expect
more Of a preacher Of the gsspel-but
he just sat and talked 10 her as il she
was a companion for him, and they
walked about the fields and stayed down
where John was working, and all around
EN- souls a-perishing for want of the
bread Of life such sinful waste of time
never saw
"Janet, do you love the hillsp' she
asked, one day when was securing the
knives outside the door. She had Of
tered to do them for me, but law ! her
white hands wore not ht for anything 80
useful.
Love tho hills Well, ia like 10
Enow what there is to love about them.
guess II you climbed them spell you
wouldnt love 'em much"
They're 90 high and grand" she