The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1884-08-21
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IL t furI.
IL easily sew a,
those old pieces /.
room; and it's no trol

It i'll stump bedstoad; and yo.
Just tack together mattrass a.
whitcwash tho coiling, and-What's
that, Lucy? The cows in tho turnip
1icldl Dear me! everything goes wrong
II step into the house for n moment.
And really, Lucy, these things arc your
business, not miner' he added, irrita-
bly,.
Lucy could not help laughing, all by
herself, as her husband ran up tho
stops.
But it was very sad littlo laugh,
and soon changed into n sigh.
81 WONDER" said she, in whisper,
'if my poor tircd-out ghost would
haunt these stone pavcmcnts and scrub
bed shelves if were to dicP I mover
heard of ghost in dairy before, but I
should think that it might very easily
be-"
But the little bedroom was fitted up,
for all that, rs fresh rs n rose, and
Uncle Paul arrived, Il dricd-up, Yellow
complcXioned old man, with an old
fashioned cravat tied in many folds
around his neck, and n broad -brimmod,
low7crowncd hat and fino, gold-headcd
cane.
lie had the polite way of half a CEN
tury ago, and Lucy thought she should
like HIM very much, if only she had
time TO get acquainted with him.
But She was churning ten pounds of
butter day, and there was the baby,
and the company, and the young chick
ems, and the baking TO do.
She was almost too busy to sleep. But
Uncle Paul was watching her quietly all
the timc.
Ho came out, one day, to tho barn,
where his nephew was putting new
handlc on 4 sicklc-bladc.
''Pretty busy timcS-eh, Uncle Paul?"
said the farmer, scarcely taking tho
leisure to look up.
AYE" abscntly answered the old
man. Did tell you, nephew Mat
thew, about tho reason left your
Cousin Joscph'sP"
''Not that ! remember" said Mat
thcw, breathing on the blade, and pol
ishing it with his silk handkerchief.
dorothy dicd-his wifc!"
"Oh, yes," said Matthew. dow
fever, wasn't it?''
'No!" bluntly answered Uncle Paul.
'1t was hard work. That woman.
nephew Matthew, did the housework
for eight persons. Joe didn't even lot
her have woman to help with tho
washing and the ironingr
''Must have been rogular-eoinp
brute said Matthew, tightening tho
handle little.
''All the sewing, too" added Uncle
Paul-"the mendinp and MAKING Sho
never went anywhere except to church.
Joe didn't believe in women gaddinp
about" .
Tho old sayagc!' said Matthew.
''She was fond of reading, but she
never got any time for it," said Uncle
Paul. "Sho rose before sundawn, and
never lay down until eleven o'clock.
1t was hard work that killed that wo-
man, and Joseph coolly declared that
it was sheer laziness whom she couldn't
drag herself about any longer And
when she died he rolled I'D his ewes
and called it tho visitation of PrOyi-
dencc."
"Why didn't the neighbors lynch
himP" cried Matthew, fairly aroused
to indignation at last.
Uncle Paul took off his glasses, wipod
them vigorously, and looked his ncphcw
hard in the face.
"Why don't the ncighbors lynch
Ot' oiNlu lC.
stared.
"Nophow Matthew" said Uncle Paul,
lmpressively, "thou art the mani Are
you not doing tho very samo thing2"
ZIP" gaspcd Matthew.
your wife Is doing tho work of
household of sixteen people," said
Uncle Paul. 'Sho is drudging as you
could get no stranger to drudge. Sho
is rising early, and lying down late;
she is offering up her life on tho shrine
of your farm and its requirements. /
have seen her grow thin and pale even
during the few days L have been here.
have seen her carry up Mrs. Bclford's
breakfast daily to her room, because
Mrs. Belford preferred to lie in bed;
and cooking dainty dishes for Helen
Patterson, because Helen wouldn't cat
what tho rest like. No galley-slavo
ever worked as she does. And you,
with your farm hands-whoso board
only adds to her cares, and your array
OF labor-saving machinery, stand coolly
by and SEQ her commit slow suicide.
Yes, nephew Matthew, think it is o
case for lynchingr'
Matthew had grown pale.
- novor thought of this" said
he. Why didn't somo ono toll meP"
p"Whero wcro your oyos?" said Unclo
ta"l; Matthew Bellcndon rolled down
MS, MS SHIRT sleeves, put on his coat and
went into the house. .r
-, nc nc tod the Delfords and Pattcrsons
Snat u VS. inconycniont to keep them
any longer. Ho gave Cousin Susan to
understand VI that her room was needed.
re made arrangements to board ont
INC farm hands, ard encaond n stnnt