Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1885-12-26

all; she must put these sciences into
daily use"
"Daily use,' Desdie2" very ironically.
this. "For instance2"
Jack, if you put a lot of stcarine and
potash into kettle with some boiling
water, what will be result2"
Chow do | know?'
81 have tot results in soap; that's
chemistry"
''If you know all"
"If it's u o'clock at this place what
is the time twenty degrees east of u.s."
d."
"Why an hour and twenty minutes
past Il and can set the clock by local
or standard time with my eyes shut
that's astronomy
"Well, Dcsdie-"
"Why is our little Fatima so sturdy
the darling! Because | know how to
give her SUM- bath as we'll az a water
bath, and play catcher with her every
day in the yard until her lungs are filled
with pure oXygen-blood making
material and her eyes shine with health
and happiness-that's physiology"
Granting all that, Desdic-"
"Wait, Jack III soon be through.
Who asked me to write up our romantic
little story. and what was the doing so
but an effort at literature? What do you
call the composing of that hymn for
Pastor PCttigrcw's infant class? How
should | know that Fatima's pale blue,
silken hood looks better than any other
color against the golden CLINT Of her
curls if | had no artistic sense? How
could have said yesterday to the honest
old washwoman, imported from father
land only last spring: Frau Mueller, ich
babe diesen Morgen meme Brief
tachc verloren-was soil geschchcn? and
thanked her when she showed me how she
had found it in my calico dress pocket,
if hadn't dug German roots as well as
Latin? How could | have informed the
little Frenchman in your behalf that
cette maiscn est Il vendrc au plus otirant
ct dernier eucheriseur' if | hadn't had a
hundred headaches over all the lrregu-
lar verbs that grow in France. If
wasn't apt at the needle, where would
those awful rents at heel and toe land
you? If | knew not the use of the sad
iron - oh, well named tool. - where
would be your linen immaculate If
ignored natural history | shouldn't have
known where to look for the birds nests
| have added to your collection. If |
knew nothing of medicine I'd not know
that Just so many pellets of aconitc-no
more, no less-could alIay baby's fever.
If wasn't bit OF machincst my sewing
machine would cost us quite a little sum
with its frequent getting out of gear;
and as sor cobbling-look at that patch
on Fatima's shoe. AS tilcr of the soil
l am the successful grower of enough
tomatoes, at least, 10 can for winter, and,
as a timer, | can solder the cans as we'll as
any one in the professor. AS hostler lean
harness the pony to the phaeton as we'll
as you yourself can, and give myself and
baby many a pleasant airing. I'm car
penter enough 20 plane down that stub
born door in the woodshed till it shuts
obedicntly-"
"Desdie, l forgot"
"And painter enough to match the
color and paint the planned, raw edge. |
was taXidcrmist enough to save the
feathercd hide of that lovely white
crane you shot, and smart enough to
throw the paper that held the arsenic
into the fire. and-and-"
Desdcmona, my love, forbear. II
i am overcome with your requirements
i am your servile slave -and that s the
way man gets fooled I-ignorantly
enough-supposed | was asking in mar
rlagc Il small. average Drained lassIe.
who, like myself, was all alone in the
world, and who would look up to me as
to protector-'look up forsooth. Dcs-
dcmona-'
"Jack, forgive mel had to show
that demon OF diScord that | was a 'sll-
perior being and could not he 'downed'
in argument! Ana you, That woman,
instead of having Il contracted sphere, ,
has one wider than you lords of creation
would ever dream OF filling! And, Jack,
dear, don't let's argue any more I
would not give you a chance to-day, and
| beg of you never 10 try it again.
shall live my life and you shall live yours,
and though in many respects SO unlike
they will be so close together in sympa-
thy that the boundaries will not be dis
cernible. Take me for what am, Jack,
busy, we'll meaning little 'haus NUT
ter'-your wife and your equal do you
hear, Jack? And I'll call you the dear
est boy in the world, set YOU on the
altar of my heart and be the happiest
girl that ever made loaf of bread"
"Mrs. Ray, | find it difficult to recover
from this complete prostitution! II
am overwhelmed! May | venture for
the sake of an Argument
"!abooed, sir; no argument between
us henceforth allowed. | will not bear
it. Your voice was growing harsh TO
me-your eyes frownel your convictions
into minc-your laugh ceased to warm
my heart, and-oh, jack"
eyes, dear?'
"Fatima has fallen asleep with her
head in the butter dish"
"And will rest in happy ignorance of
the awful things her little womanship
will he expected to know when comes
the glad years of maturity'
Bat it worked its charm. There is no
fierce argument about our pleasant con-
verse now. We talk about everything
like two chatty robbins, and no spirit of
d:scord mars our happy home. -Uetr0h
Free Press.