Woodville Republican., 1889-11-30

pipe"
'Oh, thank ye, sur" said Bridget
with Frightening countenance. "Ant
could Pat fix the cisthern, too? TIL,
pump has been broken long toim,
and keeps me back in my work ant
breaks me back drawing water wild I
rope"
Again Mr.. Smiths conscience smott
him. How often had his wife asked hin
to send man to fix the cistern?
Eyes, Bridget, the cistern shall bt
fixed this very day."
"Well, sur, thin I think I'll stay.
was just tellin' the mistress that
wouldn't work any longer wild such in
conyaniences, but If the stove and els
thern are fixed poor girl can get
along"
Mr.. Smith made another memorandum
in his book and passed on through the
dining-room towards his wifes room
He noticed that her plate indicated an
untasted breakfast. Softly he opened
the door of their room. His wife start
ed up hastily, with an expression Of
alarmed inquiry on her face. Her eyes
were wet with tears. The baby, still in
its night clothes, was fretting in the
cradle, while little two-year-old, part
ly dressed, tugged at her skirt.
"And so you missed the train-break.
fast was late-well l can't help it.
Bridget is going to leave, too" and the
poor little woman covered her face with
her hands and burst into sobs and tears.
She fully expected angry complaints
from her husband and, in some vague
way, she felt she was to blame. She
could not compass every thing and the
babies were so troublesome. Oh, did
every young mother have such hard
time as she did?
"Why, darling, what is the matter?''
said Mr.. Smith, putting his arms around
his wife, and drawing her to him.
'Comel don't mind. / think it is really
mostly my own fault. / have come
through the kitchen and l find Bridget
has so much trouble with the stove being
broken and the chimney smoking that |
wonder she can get breakfast at ALL"
Il ought to get up in time to see that
you have breakfast early" sobbed the
poor little woman "but Bridget is so
cross this morning and IL am SO
tired"
"No wonder, darling, that you arc
tired, with the care of these big babies
wearing on you all the time. You have
no business to have any care of break
fast at all, and you shall not have after
this. You need your good morning nap
and you shall have it. Bridget is all
right. I'm going to get that broken
stove and cistern fixed to-day, and then
if Bridget can't get breakfast in time
well find some other way to do. Come
now, cheer up and I'll help you dress
these rogues; have plenty of time be-
fore the next train"
How wonderful is the effect upon the
physical nature of a spiritual impulse!
How quickly can an uplifted and
spirit energize and
strengthen the bodyl Every thing
seemed instantly changed for poor, de-
jected little Mrs. Smith. She laid her
cheek on her husbands breast, feeling
what haven of strength and peace it
was. How dear and precious was his
love and protection. Her eyes bright
ened and her cheeks glowed. Her weari-
ness and depression, which had been
utter misery, gave way to delightful
feeling of repose and loving happiness.
In the midst of the most prosaic sur
roundings, her heart was full of the
finest and most inspiring emotion.
'Dear, dear Love, how good you are"
she said. "How you have changed the
aspect of every thing for me this morn
ing Had you reproached me, as many
husbands would have done, l would
have sunk in the deepest anguish. Now
l feel strong-strong and happy"
Releasing his wife with tender kiss,
Mr.. Smith took the baby from the cradle
and merrilydrew its stockings and shoes
on its little, plump, kicking, rosy feet.
Then he brushed out the other little fell
lows curls and buttoned his shoes. vii
lie, the Oldest, had slipped out of the
him, and found that he had taken ad-
vantage of an insecure lock on the gate
to run off up the street, Bringing him
back, Mr.. Smith got the hatchet and in
q few minutes had the gate fixed so that
Master Willie could not open it, His
wife smilingly opened the front door,
and, seeing what had been done, ex-
claimed: '0h, am so relieved to find
that Willie can not get out of the yard.
1t has been such trouble that he could
open the gate"
And now it was time to start for the
next train, if he stopped to order the stove
and pump man to do the promised work.
So, gaily kissing his wife and children,
once more Mr.. Smith started for the sta
tion. AS he walked along with light
and cheerful heart he mused:
''IIow cheap a thing is happiness,
after all, and yet how easy to turn it in.
to miseryl If I had given way to my
temper this morning, / would have
gratified momentary impulse of un-
reasonable anger and left behind me
aching and discouraged hearts. Thank
Heaven for the influence of the song of
bird and scent of flower; and thank
Heaven, too, for all the gentle infu-
ences and sweet affections that can
make the most uneventful life bless
ing. Dear, good wife! and dear, precious,
little children! Thank God, have left
them happy this morning, if did miss
the train. Helen E. Stanette, in The
Interior.
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