The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1884-02-14

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with concern.
aaeOh, no. said Mrs. Gordon
"but in the spring, on a farm, ther
are great many things wanted, an
we are economizing in order to NEE
expenses. .
The next morning Mr.. Gordo.
called on neighbor, Mr.. Jones, t
pay him for a pair of young cattle
HHere is the money for tn
steers,p said Mr.. Gordon, handin.
him a roll of bills. II .Hga
Mrs. Jones was working over he
butter in the kitchen. She had :
butter-worker, and it was astonish
ing how fast she made the butte
into cakes and stamped them, drain
ing out every drop of buttermilE
with hardly any exertion, while Mr.
Gordon watched her.
SCOT butter worker l see.'
Eyes; and l don't know how
ever lived without one. 1t is 81
easy working butter now compared
with what it used to be. Why, il
used to make me so TRAD to worl
over so much butter, that 1 wasn't
good for anything for two days af
terWards."
"Here, wife, is twenty dollars you
wanted for a cloak. Give Mr.. Cor.
don. receipt for fifty dollars"
Mr.. Gordon stared.
Twenty dollars for a cloak! When
had he given his wife that sum fol
anything? He looked around the
kitchen. Here was a model range
a sink and everything convenient
and handy with which the farmers
wife could do her work. What a
contrast to Hannah's kitchen. He
well knew that he was better able
to afford such an outfit than his
neighbor was.
On returning, Mr.. Gordon first
stopped at the barn. Here every
thing was in order and everything
convenient to work with. Was it
possible that he had made Hannah
do all the economizing?
In one corner of the shed was
something that looked like a sled.
His little boy had been trying to
make one, and the words of the
child rang in his ears, 81 shan't let
my boys go without when I'm a
man."
He then went into the house.
"Where is Hannah?' he inquired
of Uncle Moses.
''She's gone over to see Stiles
sick child'
The farmer sat down and took
his paper, but his thoughts were
too busy to read. He had never
looked so mean in his own eyes be
fore. He was still angry with his
wife for humbling him so the night
before, by giving the minister and
his wife such a supper. Yet now,
as he thought it over, he wondered
how he could have blamed her.
''Uncle Moses, how much do you
think it would cost to ciothe a wo
man for a year" - L aIlf 8d
t'It's never. cost you much to
clothe your'n,' - said he, his. black
eyes swapping. ''I never thought
you could have been so mean and
stingy with any one as you have
been with her. She's too good for
ye, and it's time ye found it out.
There you've got enough to keep
her like a lady, but instead of that
she can't even have things to work
with. You'll never get cent of
my fortin. I'll settle it on Hannah
and the boys"
"ThaL's all right. Why did you
not tell me how selfish I was be-
forel7
"Haven't / been a-tellin' ye all
the time, and what good did it do?
If yer stomach hadn't been pinched
little, yer n9Fer would have found
out how good it was to follow what
yer alters a-preachin' to her, we
must economize.' 'We must econo-
mize.'
''Well, L didn't miss the goodies,
but that wasn't the reason, and it's
never too late to mend"
After dinner Mrs. Gordon went
back to the dying child, and her
husband harnessed up and went to
town. In about two hours he re
turned with a tinsmith, and a new
stove, a new churn, and a butter
worker; a new sled for Willie and
two pair of skates for the other
boys.
When Mrs. Gordon came home
she found the children rejoicing
over their presents, and Uncle Mo
ses and Mr.. Gordon getting tea.
"Why, where did that stove come
from?' said the astonished woman,
and as her eyes fell upon the new
churn and butter-worker, she ex-
claimed,
"Why, what does it mean?"
cit means that we have done
'economizing,' for the present, and
that you are to have the money for
yourself for all the butter you make.
This is your capital to begin on,'
said her husband as he handed her
twenty-five dollars.
After this Mr.. Gordon never told
his family again NWe LIust econo.
mize," and Hannah never gave him
no cause to do so.-Lizzie Willis
Hastings in N. E. Homestead.
In Central New York there lived
Mr. Wells, who was a very mod
crate preacher and very moderate
shoemaker. He preferred preach
ing. Brother Wells fairly starved
his wife and six children while he
was wandering about the country
preaching to "half dozens" in small
school houses, and always uponeour
duty to send the gospel to the
heather. Old Farmer Converse de-
clared: 30
81 don't believe in any such crit
ter. can't bear a man who leaves
hisl wife and children To starve
while he climbs way upon Pisgah,s
heights, loads his gun and fires sal
vation away off to the distant
heather" ~
--I.-I tlft faEal g