The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1889-04-18

pilet 70 the fsitefs. Win . heap ~ pln
sui deadlock 10 kindlips lengths In ,oo
clfner.
\ bad it pm, there, said Susan. quietiy
Some more questions be asksd. bet. Wit
a little way she sometimes bad Il asssst
ing herself. she gave bim 10 usderstan'
she had nothing more 10 tell, and be ~
ashamed d ask anyone else.
The wintsr broush, iis ususi round o
simple gsyeiies ia tho country ssaGAbor
hood. ia Which John and bis wife TOOL
their full share.
1 1t seems 10 me, Susan. hs mid on
eyenina on their return from ehursh 30
ciab'e.you dop's tiH up quite enough whes
you so out.
Don't look nices
Yes. Of course you do; but thas's dresI
you had when we we're married. snd thss'a
nigh on two wears ago. 4 haven't 49,
any thing oi that silk esys -ou last fsis
Are You suref sho ssid. with smils
which be could not understand.
Yes, | am. Faint been made up yet, il
in
Yes. is. And you've seen u worn.
John was puzzled. and felt sure be had
not, bnt Susan would give hin nc furthe'
satisfaction on the subject OF the silk
dress
As spring approached she made few
suggestions as to the advisability to Are
wood being set to season 10 due time. But
John, prompt and diligent in preparation
for seei time and harvest. full Of the best
intentions regarding his viie's comfort,
still thought the wood was ono Of the
things hich could be looked 10 at any
time, and Susan soon gave over reminding
him Of it.
One day ia September he came home to
dinner aud foond cold lunch waiting
him. The houses was clean and quiet aud
cherries; no wife there, bu. . written
line which ran.
DEAR JoHs:-I am going to spend the
day over at Mrs. Carters. Will be home
in time to give you late supper.
He was glad to have her go. for she had
had a busy summon and needed a little
change Bat there was day out the next
week, and the next, aud the next, until be
began to wonder at Sussn's growing taste
for gadding about. In early October be
came home to find his woodward, which
had still remained empty. occupied by bali
} dozen or so cords OF first class wood,
with SOL Carter and his two big boys
busy at it, and they worked until il was
stored up as before in the shed. And
John felt cross, but asked no questions.
Where's Mrs Baker? said small Car
'er boy to John. as he put up bis bars one
,vening.
She is over to neishbor Grants. You'll |
Ind her there If You want her.
1t amt no matter, You can tell her
lere's the SEWN she's to do for mother.
md mother wants to know il she can come
md wash to our house to morrow.
Tbe-old scratch she does! exclaimed
'ohn, turning on the boy in blank amaze
aent, which rapidly grew into anger.
irs. Baker hire out TO do wasbin' and sew
M What dye mean by comm to me with
uch message, You young rascal?
The astonished youngster dropped bis
ewing and applied bis knuokles to his
yes as John advanced towards him, then
an with all his might as the bundle came
'hizzing after him. And Susan's lord and
'aster strobe in digniGed wrath down the
Dad to meet her.
Susan - | don't understand tbis--there's
cen young chap tslkin' about sewin' and
'ashin for Mrs. Carter. What 10 oil crea.
on does it mean, I'd like to know?
It's all right, SAID Susan. composedly.
Vhat was the message?
Thunderatiopl You don't mean to say
ou sew and wash for other folks, do
on?
Yes, / do.
And for what? IL there snything you
ant, Susan, that do1t give yon?
Yes. John. there Is. wan. wood.
mt saw and chop. but ! can wash and
w aud do anything else 9 woman ought
, do, and there's no blame to me for
hanging work ! can do for work cant
IN never, Susan spoke very firmly. bnt
itbout grain OF irritation. going 70
at mp with poor, badly cut green wood 6
Jain as long as | can turn my woman's
ork into mans work Id rather wash q
I somebody every week. It's bali The
lmfort OF woman's life. You've never !
ID 10 wait for your dinner with wood siz- Q
ins in the stove and the hre no. burning !
nee I've been providing the wood.
John was DUN bfouudei.
And you have been working for Sol. '
.rtef's wife these two yearsl be said in !
tense disgust.
No; my silk dress prid for last years q
BOD. hated to let it go. John, because a
u gave it to me, but Tilda Carter took D
ncy to it. II was she you saw wearing .
aud Susan laughed st his grunt Of dis =
tisiaclion with tho whole business. .
You to 60 letting me down this way be q
re the CArtersi he growied And il Mrs .
Inns eyes fishes little who can blame q
7, as she answered.
II there. any letting down to do it's .
ur doing. not tninel }
They flushed their walk home In silence Q
q then John said: q
Snssn, will you leave the wood business .
me after tLis?
Ill try you, John, she said. p
Whist is poliiener1 Tsfy. Tbs good q
ord himself pr, ises bis loved ones With . il