The Springdale news., 1889-03-01


 Mir. Smithers was the only son of his mother, and she had made a slave of her self for him to such al extent that he could no more make his own toilet without assist anee than he could fly to the moon or at least he thought he Couldu 1. which amounts to the same thing, and when in the green and yielding stage of the honeymoon he had indueted Mrs. Smithers into her office as "vaet de ehambre,' she had never once thought of rebeiing, even when he insin- uated that she might just polish of his boots trifle, like a dear, loving, little popseywop- sey as she was.
 But loves siken chain, which Mir. Smith CTS had so gracefully thrown around Mrs. Smithers inclinatlons had long since hardened to an iron band of habit, and she brushed and Duttoned, and hunted up lost articles daily, only drawing the line at boot blacking and shaving, which she had cour- ageously febeiled against as the honey moon waned.
 "There 1t is, Mr. Smithers, and Mrs. s. lifted a vest from the bed where Mir. $. had thrown it himself, revealing the brush broom reposing beneath.
 "Um; ah=h, well. just dust of my coat collar, will you, and tie my Heektie while I brush my hair. Then toss a few things into tHat EIlDs IBt l SilaL4 ltG Hdtsh b1idib lp- morrow night hke!y, and he hummed line or two of "Blcst Dc the tie that blnds," as ne adjusted his few locks before the glass
 Mr Smifhers was gong to tent meeting insa neighbarug township, and as he put his eorporeai frame iR suitable order for the occasion, he was also pgrius down and poI- ishjng up Is spiritual frame also.
 This was thc mare casay accomplished, not by driving his seapeS9at into the Wil- derncss as did one of ell, but by having her near at hand, ready b shoulder his sins of delinquency and disorder on demand
 He Was fn spatess and shiny mood, physically and sFHtsaiiy, when he finally emerged from his dwelling, and the minute hand of his watch pointed to thirty minutes before tram time
 He was the proprletor of q general assort- ment store, dry gaads and groceries, com plete from paper of pms to dried her ring, and as he amblcd chcerfuliY along 8hisuing psalm tune tha thought struck him that he had better drop into the store again and see that al was gong on right.
 I'll see whether That boy JtmIny has been up to any of his eapers, and If he hssn't to Warn him to be careful while l Ill gone.n
 The boy, Jimmy. great half grown lub-
 
 of getting into misedief, not cute or laugh able mischief but of the exasperating, blundoring sort, which made every body about him Use bad language, and Mir Smthers would have been d wiser man if he had gone to the train at once, rather than risk the dangerous experiment of m vesugaung Jlmmy's hae of conduct and at tending the tent meeting on tho same day. Every thing lonkei praaaiaJs, however, when he reached the store, and sleek drummer sat on q barrel of apples while he buslly sampled tlee5utcnts of another
 Hello Smithaas. Fel see I am lying in wait for you" he eaEel out, as the glossy proprietor stepped n at tae door.
 /" Like spider for a tiY, replied Mir Smithers, jocoscy He was in prime good humor and aatl been looking for this identical drummer fora week past Well, sir drawing out hs watch. "I've got just twenty minutes to spare be tore train time to talk business, se rattle ef up iyely.n
 All right and tac drummer drew out his orderb beck brslav and taking the lout Jimmy silLifully ia the ear with his apple core. "I can sell you more goods in twenty minutes than you eaH sell in year. flows sugar,
 Pretty low, replied Mr. smithers, drawing up chair and putting on his think ing-eap. Henry Yau be polang yoar nose around into the empty places and help mo think what's out
 Henry was tue dapper youth who meas. ured calico and counted hens eggs for the farmers wives and then 5ixom daughters, for this Was Il country store m the midst of a hourishfuF farming community, and he sprang to do Mr. Smithers' bidding with alacrity
 Teas out, sir he reported. as his watch-chain rattied agaust an empty tea. caddy, "uncolored Japan and green tea, sir
 The order page was becoming well filed when the drummer remarked: "How's your