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

ing brow with yard-square pocket
handkerchief of yellow silk.
"Phcw!' cried the squire, this is
getting too much. think | shall go
! 5omc IN 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 fork which cleaned
like scrricd lightning in the sunshine.
The squire gIarcd angrily at Israel; it
VAS his pride that he worked rs hard
As any OF his hired men, rich land
Dwnrr though he was.
II S'pose | can do as | plcase?" said
be'
"Sartin!" observed Israel. Il only
wish | could"
The squire went home, selecting the
shady path which lay part way through
;hc woods. and crossing the noisy lit
| lie stream on makeshft bridge
iormcd by fallen cedar tree. Far
down in the green crOsSlights and
ginting reflections of the glen, he could
ice viii Dallas, who had abandoned
all prctcnsrs Of fishing. and lay on the
moss at Mary Sadley's feet, reading
Iloud to her. out of some pocket volume
Of poetry. The squire frowncd.
"Spooning-a5 usual" growlcd he,
lndcr his breath, and pushed steadily
Dn.
The old homestead, painted white.
With refreshing contrast Of green
blinds, Jay baSking in the vivid sun
shine The squire looked at it with a
I Of n "a
lie went around to the backdoOr, where
great honcysucEle vine was all in
rurls of buff and white blossoms. The
roOmy kitchen, with its shining copper
boiler and whitC-board floor was silent
aud empty. lie looked around.
"Hallo!' he shouted. is every one
lcad?'
Little Kitty came running ont OF the
front room.
Hush. father.H said she, holding up
a small forcGmgcr. Mother is asleep"
"Aslccp!' roared 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
grandmother silver spoons in plain
view on the drc>ser-shclf. Aslecpm
I'm sorry, Titus" said an apologize
voice. rs Il pale, shadowy little woman
issued from the hall beyond where she
laj been iNinT on procrustean
numgc, fashioned of Imprinted pine
boards, and drapcd with lumpy mat
ress. Il hadn't any idea of falling
lslccp when lay down, but my head
Ichcd a littlc-iI's the heat, | suppose
and felt dizzy. I'm very sorry, but
Iurely it isn't - o'clock yet"
1t don't lack many minutes of it,"
,aid the squire. gloomily, looking at the
VIZ. wooden clock, whose fat, black
Roman numerals glared back at him
t,om behind Il green nebul@ Of aspara-
ivus branches. The heat, Ell? Well,
s'pose 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
lally expects to find things comfort
lJ!c. ! don't know what woman ha,
Ter board and keep for if it amt to sec
,Iat meals is regular and things de
cent"
I'm sorry, Titus" ncrvously reiter
tied the little woman. fiuttcring to anC
no like a lamc-winged pigeon. ''bu
TIL make all the haste | can. Dinner
= will soon be ready. Here, Kitty Go The
= thild). wash these potatoes in the sinh
Is quick as you can, and trim the beets
= rhlc run out for some kindlings I,
hurry up the fire"
A minute arterward he could hea
.he quick strokes of the Ratchet and h
pethOught himself that, in the hurr
mcidcni to haying-time. the pile Q
findings had been allowed to get low
1T does sccm." he said, petulantly
las if every thing hlndCred n mans diu
her.
Then, father" said Kitty, glancin
.hrewdIy over the top of the tin potato
pan. why don't you go out and spl
ne kindlings and let mother tend
the things indoors?"
Hush. Kitty" said Mrs. Sadie
quickly. us she touched match to til
mass Of crumpIed papers under ii
crate.
where's the last Gazettc?" snarle
!he squire, ignoring Kitty query.
Oh Titus" cried the wife, 1--WE iu
get lire to III ] supposed, of cour5
- sou'd read tits i week old toda.
q Iou know"
"a OF course" said Squire Sadlcy.
n hight have known without asking! II
Al waste. and Hing away, aud burn up
n This house. There ant nothing sa
n where an cxtrayagant woman's co
H cerncd"
n Mother ant cxtravagant" said X
a ty. .
"A "WhcrG's them peas brought in I'll
"a morning. sharply demanded 4
y squire, looking AROUND him, with Arg
eyes.
AN There isn't time to shell them now
%, said Mrs. Sadlcv, timidly.
"Time-iimc! repeated her hnsban
"Of course there ant time, If you sic
away your life on that there sofy.
y mean TO have it taken away tomorrO
q It's deal too handy. What's the I
y O my p!autiu' the earliest peas
market. and hoein' and brushiu' e
1 and then goin' out afore sunup to. pi
n 'cm. ii my folks han't life enough
a cook emp
III. aave 'em. for supper, said M
- Sadley, with little tremolo in
a voice.
No you won't. neither" said
vi squire "Ill send EN- over to Neii
Dor Barton's. His wife's got so
SY snap in her! declare, it's clear
. couragin' for man to be dragged bi
all the time by shiftless wifc!"
q. A big round drop FLASHED down j
the frying-pan which Mrs. Sadley ,
= just preparing to receive sundry sli
r. 81 well-curcd ham which she had b
- cutting; she made no verbal reply, hi
irt 'vcr.
70 ZAP said the squire; 'why de
rs. hsay something's Sulking, s'pC
res. ualpn
III This poor Mrs. sadley 5:rst !