The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1883-08-15
TAKING MY BOYS ADVICE.

'Oh! Willie, my boy, I'm trying to
decide what to do first this evening.
There is the pile of mending, the stock
ings and socks to be darncd, Joe's new
books to be covered, and if Aunt Jen-
ME Is to come on Saturday, the muslin
curtains for her room should be hemmed
tonight.
know what I'd doe" queried rogue
Willie, with smile.
'Well. what would you do, my boyP"
''rd let the stocks, and socks, and
other old rags take care of themselves
till tomorrow. Joe might cover his
books himself; do'im good, and keep
the cove out O. mischief, and 'spose the
lar-dy curtains warn't put up till after
Aunt Jennie got here, 'spect anybody'd
die2 Besides, there's story in the pa
per I'm a-sufferin' to hear read. Come
on, Mumpseyi read the paper tonight,
and do not do anythin' else. Jes rest
your face and hands. Guess wouldn't
crowd myself into a work-basket and
thimble all the timer'
My first thought was, Ahi how little
the dear child knows of the cares and
duties deyolying upon the mother of q
family. The next moment an impulse
seized me, which ordinarily would have
seemed to indicate lack of reason on my
part
would take Willie's advice, and see
what the result would be-.
''Well. get the paper, Willie, and in a
moment win be ready to read. )" Then
going to the closet, 1 found some nice
brown paper, and the bottle of muci-
lage.
had no idea it would rest me SO. In
the first place it was real pleasure to
watch Willie's face, as the cleverly writ
ten story unfolded itself, and / was in
terested myself in finding how it all
came out. Pretty soon Joe came in with
his new school books. He was delighted
at the thought of covering them himself,
and it astonished me to see how nicely
he set to work.
At eight o'clock Willie went to bed
with satisfied little face, and 1 sat read
ing the entire evening, and it was q
fact, my sleep that night was more re-
freshing than it had been for long
time, nor was that all, it often occurred
that during the morning hours, over
come with uneonquerable drowsiness, 1
would drop asleep in my chair, but that
morning / felt bright enough to equal
any exertion-
1t is true, when Aunt Jennie came
the pretty muslin curtains were not up
at the windows, but to my simple ex-
planation she replied just as expected.
''You know would thousand times
rather never see muslin curtains up,
tasteful as they are, than to know you
had overworked to get them there.
Mortal woman, my dear, can do just so
much, and no more. Nature will have
her due, first or lastT'
So fell to rejecting as to whether
after all it was good Judgment on the
mart If tho hO,rsaEaoror nd r,,ofbov- bo
ing so ambitious to accomplish as much
in a given time as we naturally are. e
well know the satisfaction afforded
by having everything in apple pie Or
der when Saturday night comes around,
but would it not be wise for us in the
prime of life to pause for moment
and ask seriously, Is it necessary, is it
best, all this wearying round of toll and
anxiety? $50 rs.tte oe..-sl-s
/ know many a faithful wife and
mother will say, the theory and argu-
ments in favor of occasional relaxation
from certain round of duties is all
proper and well enough for those who
can control their time to suit their own
convenience, but my work would never
be done if 1 failed to employ every
wakeful moment. and / should hardly
dare declare her mistaken. But need
not too often an unwholesome ambition
urging us on rather than q real neces-
sity?
One day, soon after my evening OF
rest, Mrs. Harmon called to see what
would make for the church fair. 1 re-
piled. with a feeling of ofdiscouragement,
that would do what / could, mentally
resolving not to worry or tax myself toe
severely even if did nothing, for with
my crowded hands how could i make
fancy articles for the fair, and a grow
ing nervousness warned me of the
danger should attempt too much.
But was dumb with astonishment and
admiration for my neighbor, when she
went on and told what she had done
within the preceding twenty-four hours.
The evening before she had worked
till eleven o'clock on an exquisite
morning she was up, had swept and
busted. and had a batch of pies vel
under way before breakfast; at dinner
time she had baked pies, mixed a great
plum-cake, repaired coat for Mr..
Harmon, and put away the weeks
washing. Since dinner she had put
down carpet, cut and basted q dress
for Josie and written long letter, and
now, at five o'clock she was all dressed
up, sitting in my parlor making a call
s.And expect to do just as much
within the next twenty-four hours,
she added, with triumphant smile.
After she had gone, actually she6
tears, thinking how much more ener
eetic she was than /, with all my un'
firing perseverance and diligence, fol
what day ever saw each an amount d
work accomplished by my hands as she
described.
1t was time for the spring cleaning
and do my best, there was no time fol
making q single article for the fair
which / dreaded attending, and meeting
Mrs. Harmon's reproachful glances, fol
of. course she would know nothing O
NV having denied myself a much GOV
eted piece of furniture in order to givt
all could towards the church object
but bought q season ticket, and wa.
present the opening night. One o
the first objects to attract my attention
was the beautiful sofa-pillow Mrs. Har
mon had made, but l did not see hel
during the evening, and concluded sh'
was conducting one of the side shows
AS no one could call for me that even
ing, started for home early, but hat
gone but short distance when / al
most ran against Mr.. Harmon
II did not see Mrs. Harmon at tn
fair" / remarked, although she mus
have been there"
..Humphl Confound the fairr' h
blurted out. .sMrs. Harmon isn't there
she's fiat on her bach, where she's ikel,
to stay all winter The doctor says on
of the worst cases of nervous prostra
fiop he ever saw.
/ expressed sincere sympathy and re
pret. but Mr.. Harmon was not to b
comforted.