Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1883-03-03

| tightly together when she remembered that
she asked in vain for something TO make
ner work easier. A sewing machine had
been pronounced "hurtfnl; better have few
exchanges of clothing than run a machine, .
John had decided when the subject was dis
cussed; "a clothes wringer would constant
ly be getting out of order. To bring the
water into the house would be just to spoil
the water. Mother would never have a
pump in her day"
"My mother used to say all men are sell
fish, and begin to think she was right, I"
Mary r1uttered as she went to the kitchen
for the plate of hot blscnit John was so fond
of for his tea.
Her husbands appetite was good; but
from ia igue and overheating herself Mary
could not eat. His ride and the society OF
the genial squire had acted like tonic in
the air of hot kitchen.
"a commonplace life, " she said; and she
sighed as she cleared away the tea dishes,
while John tilted back in his arm chair on
the cool, drafty porch and talked over
things with neigh or Jones.
why don't you buy Wilder Patel cram
berry medder?" asked Mr.. Jones; at is GO
ing dirt cheap and yon can afford it." The
sum was named, figures that astonished
Mary, and she was more surprised when she
heard her husband say:
~ have half a mind to buy it. I've had
an old bill paid in, and to tell the truth, az
fairs in the money market are so equally,
don't know Just where to salt it down."
No tears came to Mary's tired but
her heart went out in one mighty SOP as she
stood, dish pan in hand, before the dis
ordered table, and thought how cheaply he
had sold herself, really for her board and
two dollars a week to man who had pro-
missed to love and cherish her until death.
The beautiful piano sire had brought TO the
farm was never opened, but looked AXE
gloomy casket wherein was buried all the
poetry of her life. The "closed parlor' had
long since assumed the grimness and musti-
ness of country best parlors, OF which III her
girlhood days she had made such fun. John
was rich man; and in spite of his marriage
VOWS and his glowing prayer-meeting talk,
was allowing burdens grievons TO be borne
TO press on her slender shoulders in order to
salt down" his dollars.
Had she not duty to perform? Ought
she to allow him to preach and never TO
practice? Had she not rights to be respect
ed? which were not by her husband; for
she reasoned if lie allowed her to do what
could be done by hired woman at two
dollars q week then he rated her at that
price.
"Widder Patch has had tough time
ont" said neighbor Jones; ''she is going
westward to Tom, if she sells the medder.
and Jane is going out TO work. She tried
sewing, but it don't agree with her. DIR.
stone recommends houseW0rk as it's a
healthy business"
s.Tis healthy business" chimed in John.
Now my wife is good DIAL better than
when married her. Why, she never did
washing in her life, until she came TO the
farm, think washing and general house
work much better than piano-playing and
reading"
$50 say to the girls who poster me to
buv al organ; better play ON the washboard
enough sight," was the elegant response.
Are YOU going to buy that cranberry
meadow; John?" Mary asked as she saw
her husband making preparations to go from
home.
"Yes-why?"
Can you afford it?'
1--WE shall have to figure little closer in
order to do it, but iss going cheap"
'You will have to give up Tom Birch
won't you, and do the chores yourself"
81 have thought of it; but Tom is poor
and TO give him home is deed ofcharity.
No, we will save in some other way
"Hcw much do you pay Tom"
Three dollars and his board. And, by
the way he says you didn't wash his clothes.
Washing and mending was in the bargain"
II think Tom will have to so, for / have
hired Jane Patch. She will be here to-
night. Two dollars week ! am to give
her. You want to practice Bear We one
another's burdens as we'll as preach from
the text SO will give you chance. Twill
sit on the cool piazza after tea with neigh
Dor while you do the chores. think the
time has come for my burdens to be lifted.
By exchanging Tom for Jane you Will have
one dollar week for the cranberry mead
oy, You say strong active Tom is in need
of a home; he can make one for himself
anywhere. 1t is a deed OF charity to give
lane home, and an act Of mercy to give
YOUR wife little rest.
Before John could recover from his as
constituent, Mary walked out of his sight
and taking the children, went to the shut
up -fof. Throwing open the windows TO
let in the soft sttn1rner air, with baby in her
lap, she sat down to the piano and began to
play ''song without words; piece John
had loced to hear when he used to visit
her in her home where she was petted girl
The song crept out through the open win
dows and round TO John as he sat On the
porch and memory compelled him to give
the song words. Not musical poetry, but
rather sombre prose, wherein washing, IRON
ing, hard days at the churn, hours of cook
ing fcf hungry men, stood out before his |
minds eye in contrast to the fair promises
he had made the pretty girl he had won for
his bride.
Jane Patch came that evening, and at once
took upon herself many of Mrs. Ciarks cares,
and no one greeted her more cordially than
did the master of the house. Nothing was |
ever said about her coming, and Tom Birch |
did not go away; so Mary knew her husband
could well afford the expense.
She told me how she helped to make one
man thoughtful and unselish, as we sat on |
Der cool piazza one hot August night; and l
was glad that one woman had grit enough |
to defrand her rights. If John Clark had
been poor his wife wonld have borne in pa |
thence; but she had no hight TO help make |
him selfish and Indifferent as 20 her health |
and comfort -Christiau Secretary.
Cafsse Of Railroad Accident.
eaw anuir,eers in the coal region