Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1891-02-26
A LESSON FOR HUSBANDS.

ing brow with Il yard-sQuare pocket
handkerchief of yellow silk.
"Phcw" cried the squire, this is
getting too much. | think | shall go
domc m hour earlier than usual"
Sod !. if wasn't workin' for days
wages" said Israel Newcomb. who was
vigorously turning the fragant pillows
Of green with Il fork which cleaned
like scrricd lightning in the sunshine.
The squire glarcd angrily at Israel; it
VAS his pride that he worked rs hard
Is any OF his hired men, rich land
owner though he was.
II S'poSe can do as | plcasc?' said
De-
"Sartin." observed Israel. Il only
wish couId!'
The squire went home, selecting the
shady path which lay part way through
Ihc woods, and crossing the noisy lit
lie stream on makeshift bridge
lormcd by Il fallen cedar tree. Far
down in the green crosslights and
ginting reflections of the glen, he could
ice VIII Dallas, who had abandoned
all prelcnsrS Of fishing. and lay on the
nosS ut Mary Sadley's feet, reading
aloud to her out of some pocket volume
Of poetry. The squire frowncd.
"Spooning-aS usual" growled he.
lnder his breath, and pushed steadily
Oh.
The old homestead, painted white.
with refreshing contrast Of green
blinds, lay basking in the vivid sun
shine. The squire looked at it with n
romplacent sense of proprietorship as
lie went around to the backdOor where
great hOncySucHIe vine was all in
curls of buff and white blossoms. The
roomy kitchen, with its shining copper
boiler and whic-board floor, was silent
aud empty. lie looked around.
Halo he shouted. is every one
lcad?'
Little Kitty came running ont OF the
front room.
| Hush, fathcr!' said she, holding up
small forclimgcr. Mother is asleep"
"Aslccp.' reared the squire. "A
pretty time Of day to be asleep, and the
whole house wide open, ready for any
tramp that may come along, and your
graudmolher'S silver spoons in plain
view on the drc>ser-shcIf. Asleep"
I'm sorry, Titus, said an apologize
voice, ~ a pale shadowy little woman
issued from the hall beyond. where she
lai been NinT on n procrustean
huu%2, fashioned of Imprinted pine
boards and drapcd with lumpy mat
reSS. Il hadn't any idea of falling
iSIccp when lay down, but my head
trhcd littIc-its the heat, | suppose
and felt dizzy. I'm very sorry, but
Iurely it ism - o'clock vet
1t don't lack many minutes of it,"
,aid the squire. gloomily, looking at the
bi~. wooden clock, whose fat, black
Roman numerals glared back ut him
i.om behind Il green nebule Of aspara-
tuS branches. The heat Ell? Well,
S'poSc other folks feel it, too. My
read aches but don't take to my bed.
And when a man comes home tired
tod beat out from the bayfield, he nat
IalIy expects TO find things comfort
| Iblc. don't know what woman has
Ter board and keep for if it amt to sec
Fiat meals is regular and things de-
| cent"
I'm sorry, Titus" ncrvously reiter-
tied the little woman, fluttcring to and
no like 4 lamc-winged pigeon. "but
I'll make all the haste | can. Dinner
will soon be ready. Here, Kitty 60 the
shild). wash these potatoes in the sink
Is quick as you can, and trim the beets,
EhiIc run out for some kiudlings TO
hurry up the fire."
A minute afterward he could hear
he quick strokes of the hatchet and he
| Il. lit -n1f hot
ncidcni to haying-timc. the pile oil
liudIings had been allowed to get low.
1T does SEEM" he said. petulantIv,
"as If everything hiudCred mans diu'
3er.'
Then, father" said Kitty, CHANGING
Ihrewdly over the top of the tin potato
pan. why don't you 90 out and spill
he kindlings and let mother tend tC
the things indoorS?"
Hush. Kitty" said Mrs. Sadie,
quickly, rs she touched Il match to til,
mass Of crumpIed papers under tn
crate.
Where's the last Gdzettc?" snarleC
The squire, ignoring Kitty query.
"Oh, Titus" cried the wife, 1--WE jus
get fire to III ] supposed, of course
: Sou'd read tits 4 week old today
| Tou know"
A OF course said Squire Sadlcy. -
might have known without askingi It
n waste, and Hing away, aud burn up i
This house. There ant nothing SAT
q where an cNtrayagant woman's cor
eerncdm
4 Mother ant cxtravagant" said Ki
4 ty.
4 where's them meas | brought in til
4 morning. sharply demanded III
n squire, looking AROUND him, with Argu
eyes.
IN There isn't time to shell them now,
!, said Mrs. SadIcy, timidly.
"Time-time! repeated her hNsbanC
"Of course there ant time, If you slce
away your life on that there sofy.
, mean 10 have it taken away tomorrow
D It's deal too handy. What's the u
, o my p!anlu' the earliest peas
market and hoein' and brushn' 'er
aud then goin out afore sunup TO pie
'cm, ii my folks han't life enough
\ cook emp
III. aavc EN-. for supper said Mr.
= Sadiey, with little tr'emolo in h
4 voice.
= No you won't. neither" said 4
j squire. I'll send EN- over to Neig
: Dor Barton's His wife's got sor
\ snap in her! | declare, it's clear d
= couagin' for man to be dragged ba
all the time by shiftless wifc!'
A A big round drop FLASHED down in
the frying-pan which Mrs. Sadlcy W
. just preparing to receive sundry slic
q OF well-curcd ham which she had be
= cutting; she made no verbal reply, no
= yer.
ZAP said the squire; ''why do
!. = say somethingP Stalking / s'po;
3 ual?"
/ this poor Mrs. SadIey s=rst IN