News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1890-11-27
A LESSON FOR HUSBANDS.
BY AMY RANDOLPH.

BY AMY GANDOLPH
The silver column in the thermOm-
eter was gradually mounting toward
the nineties; the haves hung motion
less in the furnae-like air, and the
scent of the perfuned swaths of new
ly cut hay pervaded everything, as
Squire Sadley stood under the UNI
brella-shaped apole-tree and wiped
his reeking brow with a yard-square
pocket-handkerchief of yellow silk.
Phew!" cried the squire, this is
getting too much. | think | shall go
home an hour earlier than usual
SOD l, if | wasn't workin' for
days wages said Israel Newcomb,
who was vigorously turning the fra
grant pillows of green with a fork
which cleaned like serried lightning
in the sunshine The squire glared
angriIy at Israel; it was his pride
that he worked as hard as any of his
hired men, rich landowner though
he was.
Il s'pose l can do as please! p
said he.
''Sartin!" observed Israel. g / only
wish l could!'
The squire went home, selecting the
shady path which lay part way
through the woods, and crossing The
noisy little sSge2m on a make-shit
bridge formed by fallen cedar-tree
Far down in the green cross-ighti
and glinting reflections of the glen
he could see Will Dallas, who haC
abandoned all pretenses of fishing
and Law on the moss at Mary Sad
ley's feet, reading aloud to her, on
of some pocket volume of poetry
The squire frowned.
Spooning-as usual" grOwled he
under his breath, and pushed steadi
ly on.
3 The old homestead, painted white
with a refreshing contrast of gree
blinds, lay basking in the vivid sun
shine. The squire looked at it wit
a complacent sense ofproprirtorshiE
as he went around to the back-doOl
where a great honeysuckle vine wa
all in curls of buff and white bios
SONS. The roomy kitchen, with it
shining copper boiler and white
r |
He looked around.
"Hallor' he shouted. "Is ever
: one dead?"
Little Kitty came rushing out {
,, the front-roOm.
.e "Hush, fatherP' said she, holdin
up q small fore-finger. "Mother
d. asleep"
lie Asleep" roared the squire. g
% pretty time of day to be asleep, an
q the whole house wide open, ready fC
30 anv tramp that rnay come alon!
10 and your grandmother's silv,
81 SPOONS in plain view on the dresse
10 shelf. Asleep"
N "Tm sorry, Titus, said an apol
NJ getic voice, as pale, shadowy lit
II: woman Issued frona the hall beyon
'0 where she had been lying on a Pr
- crustean lounge, fashioned of u
an an painted pine boards, and drap'
with a lumpy mattress. 81 hadn
he onv idea of falling aseep when | Ii
down; but. my heaf ached a little
he it's the heat, | subose-and | ft
dizzy. Pm very sCA, but surely
isn't twelve oclocky~t.'1
1T don't lack many n1inutes of it
. said the squi. e, goon. ~, looking
.+s the big wooG en- Sos whose fl
"a black Roman nr'sh Jared ba
|. !. /. /. !: !: !. |
:: :: at him from b@ y nehu
of asparagus y beg
~ Ell? Well, .
800 too. Ny 20 4
MS, take to n14 q nv
est comes hom Out lre
{ ch, !: the hay-fiel expects
his find thing "a ). l do
We; know wha wd her boa
Ut Ut and her ked Ffor, if t to see I'll
.f AT- meals is req iar and Tsedecent.
her Pm sorly, Titus, yously r'
sire s. oe Grated the little won tttering
-icS iUS and fro Ike a lam ged pige
,ept "but III make all haste c
Dinner will soon $. eady. H'
... Kitty" Ito the chlrg wash tn
potatoes in the si1 9 quickly
You can, and trim ,eets, Will
run out for some ffdlings to hu
up the fire >
A minute afterward, he could h
the quick strokes of the hatchet,
he bethought himself that, III
hurry incident to haying-time,
pile of kindlings had been allowed
get low.
at does SEEM" he said, petul'
Iy, cas- if everything hindere
mans dinner"
"Then, father" said Kitty,
,ns, tiS, she glanced shrewdly over the to
the the tin potato-pan, why don't
ion 90 out and split the BINDINGS,
- let mother tend to the things
doors?"
By Sh "Hush, Kitty" said Mrs. Sax
quickly, as she touched a mattel
. the mass of crumpled up papers
der the CRATE.
Where's the last Gazette?" s.
Mt ed the squire, ignoring kitty's 81
Nii con, Titus cried his wife, :
Just set fire to it! / supposed
course, you'd read tits weel
old to-day, you know"
m lnds, IS Ofcourse,' - said Squire Sadie.
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