The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1885-10-22

.:What Gu arth's a body going to do
in this fix? Marsha! Marsha Ann!
What can that gal be about that she
don't come when call her? Hanging
oa the fence, | warrant, a-talking TO
that Tom Ryder. | will Tom RYDER
the hull lot if | ever git out OF here.'
Just at this moment Marsha came
through the hatchway.
Where are you, mother?"
s.Where be 1? l should think yon' d
ask! Go ask Tom Ryder! Mebbe
he'll tell you-thats all you think on
and leave me to git along alone. "
"Where are you, mother? | didn't
hear you call. l was washing the
greens.
Here l be. l tell you, in the soap
barrel. Where do you s'pose?"
'.In the soap barrel?' queried
Marsha.
One glance was sufficient. Con-
vulsed with laughter, she seated her.
self On d stone jar TO recover suiti
ciently to render the needed assistance.
Marsha Ann Stutson, What do
YOU mean? Haven't | learnt You
never TO laugh at other folks calami-
ties? And here you be a-laughing
right in your mother face.
sBut, mother, | never saw you in a
soap barrel before"
"'Tain't noways likely you ever will
again if git out OF this one. Go out
into the lot and call your father and
Jabe to come here quick as their legs'n
fetch 'em. But you needn't tell them
what's happened; they'll find that out
quick enough when they get here"
Marsha, once out of her mothers,
sight, enjoyed another hearty laugh,
and ran for the men, who, dropping
their rakes, fastened toward the
house. Marsha waited at the top of
the stairs, trying to compose her coun-
tenance before entering the presence
of her mother; at last size led the way
for Jabe, saying:
Mother has met with an accident
down here"
Peering through the darkness, hon
est Jabe exclaimed, on beholding her
mothers situation:
''How did you get in there?"
Its none OF your business how l
came here. Pm here and have got to
be got out some way or ruther.
Where's your manners, Jabez Hovey,
that you'll stand there and laugh at
me in this perdickerment?"
''Perdickerment! | should say it
was soap barrel, if was any Judge"
''What if It's? Do you think I'm so
big q fool that | don't know what We
got into? Marsha, where's your
fatherf Why don't he come along?"
HE is coming"
Yes, SOS Christmas. | s'pose if
the house was alire he wouldn't hurry
mite the quicker"
why, judy" said MIR. Stutson on
entering the cellar, where on 'arth be
ye, anyway?
Where be 1? Can't you see moth
ing? Better put on your specks and
look in the soap barrel. Wall, | de-
clare for it! Eff | hain't got to stand
here and wait for another 10 haw-haw
and giggle! For my part, L don't see
nothing to laugh at. What are you
thinking on, Giles Stutson, a-standing
there laughing like that at me? What
kind of use is it for me to learn
Marsha Ann to be respectful when
you. her father, don show no respect?"
Come, come, mother. don't scoId.
Ii you could see yourself as we can
you'd laugh yourself; you couldn't
help it,"
But how came you to git in there,
JudyP Guess you must have got foul
of that cider barrel
"Giles, what do you mean a-talking
so when you know | was one of the
leading wimmin in the temperance
cause, and the idee! accusing me right
afore my own child of doing sich
thing"
Wall, Miss Stutson, how are you
going to get out?" asked Jabe.
That's what I'd like to know
Jabe, you get that wash bench around
here so shat l can have it to step on to;
and you take hold of this side, and
Giles, here, you take t'other, and when
you two hist me up, Marsha Ann can
scrape off the soap. Here, Giles, you
amt good for nothing! Ye never was
knee high to toad. If | ever git
another man, pll git one that won't
have to stand on sheet of paper to
reach a soap barreln
After numerous attempts, Mrs. Slut
son was partially outside the barrel,
with one knee resting on the top,
when splash she went back again,
spattering the soap in every direction,
q goodly portion lodging Oh Giles
shirt front, while he, with the others,
was enjoying another hearty laugh.
did / ever see sich pack of fools?"
There's no use crying over split
milk. Judy.
''Spilt milk and woman in a bar
rel of soft soap arc two different
things. and you'll find it out so aforc
you get through"
Il always told you, Judy, if you'd
do little less scolding, and use little
more soft soap, you'd make a good
many more friends than you do now"
''Wall, guess Eve got enough out
this time to suit you, and don't you
never say soft soap to me again as
long as you liyen'
After spending Il great deal of time
and strength, Mrs. Stutson was at last
as far out OF her dilemma rs the wash
bench. and commenting on her personal
appearance.
WHO ever see sich q looking critter?
Caliker dress all sp' lit, shoes, stock
lngs, and the hull rig.
She then ordered Jabe to Get tub
OF water. and Marsha to bring clean
clothes, Mr.. Stutson had already gone
for the meat rack, thinking it would
have been cheaper TO put it up in the
first place than have been hindered in
this way, and wishing women folks
would mind their own business, and
let the men folks alone.
jest look at this cellar bottom"
Mrs. Stutson exclaimed. land this
bench and things! It'll take a hull
day to clean it up as it ought ter be,
aud all this because the men folks
didn't tend to things they'd orter."
Bat from that day to this. whenever
Judy begins 10 scold, Mr. Stutson
says, ~ ieetle more soft soap, judy,
and Judy is silent.
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the level OF The sea and contains about
hsty thousand Inhabitants. One of its
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