The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1888-10-11
A Donrsrrc EXPERIMENT.

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I aca'. think. said Mr. White. that b.,
crop ever promised 80 nnely.
inaesdi said bis wife sbsently.
And il there is1t any isll 10 the price O
fruit. be said. our peach orchard is COINS
10 net Us cool hundred dcllars.
A be spoke be Auns bis honespen TOW
81 With which be bad been sipIpg bis
hauds over the back Of the chair
! Oh. George. DO hang mp the towel. said
Mrs. White. the nail IL jpsi As near rs The
chair back, and have enough steps 10
t.Ls in The course ci the day wiihout wait
ing on yoa
YDu are sl~sys grumbling about some
thing, said The young farmer, as be ierked
the towel to i,s nsii. There d oes that
suit your
Here 10 letter from Cousin Dora, Geor.
&c. said Mrs. White. wisely svoiding the
mooted question. She wants 10 come here
and board for few weeks.
| Well, let her come. said White II won !
cost us . great deal, and little extra mon
~ always counts up Il the years end.
i Bat. George. vss thinkine-
Il About vhasi
4 Why. am 70 hurried with tie work.
and there is 90 much 10 do
That is the perpetual burden OF yonr
soog, said White irritably. Women do
beat oil for complaining.
| Won't you hear me out'ssid Mrs. White.
80 thought |. would be good plan TO
give Dora her bosd II she would help me
With the housework little. II will &C
com modats her. and it will accommodate
me.
But 1t won't accommodate mt! said Mr..
White, cavslisrly. Really. Lefty, you are
getting absolutely lazy.
Mrs, White crimsoned.
| No one ever said that Of me before, said
she.
But Just look ct it. said the farmer.
Tell me Of any other woman 10 the neigh
borhood who keeps grill Why. they
make boast Of doing their own work.
They all have sisters. or mothers, or
grown up daughters; l have none.
Pshswl said White. Ridiculousl Of
course you have to work. We ell do, don't
we2 But your work don't amount to
row Of pins. don't know OF any woman
who hes it easier than you do.
That is oil you know about ii! said Let
~, in choked voice.
Write TO Dora that we'll board her for
five dollars week, said White, authorits
lively. We must earn oil the money we
can while there is . chance. Make hay
while the sun shines, eh? And guess
you'll do as we'll as other women do, Let
ty. Nov run mp stairs to the garret, dear,
and get me my blue jean overslls. that's .
good girll
Lefty obeyed. but the tears we're 10 her
eyes. and big round ball was rising up
her throat. and she could hardly see the
jean overalls, as they hung up high on the
end OF the beams.
As she reached up . lose board in the
sarret floor tripped her; her foot slipped
through on the lsths and plaster below.
and. with grosn, she sank to the floor.
The time passed on, aud George White
grew tired Of waiting.
He shouted up the stairway:
Look alive there. Lefty! Do you mean
TO be oil day2
But no answer came. He ran up stairs
to find Lefty lying on the floor. with one
leg broken just above the ankle.
Now you'll have TO get some one to do
the work, said Lefty. not without . spice
Of Malice, as she laid on the calico covered
ssttee. with her poor ankle duly set and
bandsged.
Not il know it. said George White.
Hire lazy woman who'll want dollar
aud half week aud her board into the
bargain to do the work OF this house2
guess notl
But what are you going to doa asked
Lefty.
To do II myself. TO be sure. Half an
hour every morning. and half an hour
every evening ought TO be enough to
square accounts.
Well, said Lefty. shalt like to see you
do it.
Then you'll have your wish, said her
husband.
He rose early the next morning and
lighted the fire.
Pshaw, said be. he piled on the sticks
Of wood, what does . woman amount to,
anyhow9 Whats the next lessop. Lefty 7
/ always skim the cream sad strain the
mix. said Lefty. who was bolstered up on
the lounge. and Was combing her hair
With more deliberslion than she had prac
ticed fos year.
Well. here goes then. said George.
And : period Of silence snsued.
Presently be shouted:
l hsvent got milk pans enough!
Oi course you hsven't. said Lefty. You
must scaId Jour yesterdays. You know
you said you couldn't set up . iin shop
when asked fors dozen more last month.
They smell like = fst boiling factory.
said George. disdsinfully. Whist ails
emf
You should have scaljed them last
night, sighed Lefty, wishing that she had
wings like dove that she might soar into
the milk room. and restore order ont OF the
chsos.
Here's gol said George There isn't