The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1886-01-07
An Idea That W armed Her Feet

An Idea That w armed Her Feet
Louise, my DEAR said Gidaker to
his wife one Sunday, as they were go
ing home from church, shave you ever
thought much about the Pilgrimage in
the Wildernessp"
'.Well, no. hubby; not such great
sight; and still I've thought about il
some, too, and wished it was all to be
done over again." said the good woman,
with a far-away sort of sigh.
"Done over again! Why, my love,
what can you meanp" said Gidaker.
quickly, with eyes like exclamation
points on q poster.
II mean that it would be SO jolly to
have chance like that now"
''Like what, my dear?"
ITO join the picnic"
sPicnic?''
Eyes, picnic, and one that would last
forty years, too, at that. Wouldn't it
be delightful"
II fail to grasp your meaning, my
dear"
II mean that / would like to have a
chance in that sort of barbecue my
self. 1t would just suit me to T, and
if another Moses would only come to
Chicago and give us a chance to go
through Lake Michigan and camp
around in Canada for forty years, and
have as nice time of it all that while
as they did on the other side of Jordan,
I tell you, hubby, I'd drop into the pro-
cession just too quick, and if I didn't
have a sealskin coat and stemwinding
watch to take along with me it would
be because I couldn't borrow them in
the block before I started. Wouldn't it
be grand? I'll declare, it fairly warns
my feet to think of it."
"What are you saying, Louise?"
"What am I saying? I'm saying,
you dear old blockhead, that camping
in the wilderness with no housework to
do would suit me about as well as any
thing 1 know of. No sweeping and
scrubbing; no house cleaning, carpet
shaking, or wearing out knuckles on .
washboard; no pinching to maka 10th
ends meet, and worrying about things
you can't afford. If that wouldn't be
nice, hubby, tell me something that
would. No going distracted when yoa
have company unexpectedly and your
girl has gone away. No cooking, no
dish-washing, or anything to make you
get up early in the morning. Think
how nice it would be to sleep until you
got your nap out, and then find your
breakfast all ready and waiting for you
On bush when you get up; not only
now and then, but right along for .
steady thing every morning for forty
years. l know I'd like IT. 1t would be
nearly as gay a being q gypsy. Don't
you think so, hubbye"
You're person Of queer ideas, my
DEAR
maybe / am; but if you had to drag
around like do from morning till night,
till your feet got as heavy as lead, you'd
long for sny kind Of . change that
would make the work lighter, / know
you would. and that's the reason why
always thought / would have liked that
trip down to Canaan myself. II makes
me feel as though Ihad on new dress
thai Hstcd like . glove every time thiua
of it. There's only one thing about it
that would be hard to bear"
ssAnd what's that, my love?"
why, never having your clothes wear
out, and going all that time without get
ting anything new to talk about. That
would be downright dreadful, as sure as
you i've. II they'd only have something
nice from millinery shop blow into
camp along with the quails now and
then, or something lovely from State
street drop down with the mamma some
times, it would be just too grand for any
use, and nothing could be imagined that
would suit me any better, unless it would
be having money of my own to spend
whenever 1 wanted it, without having to
60 to market and waste it in provisions.
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