Iron County news. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1890-189?, 1891-03-14
A LESSON FOR HUSBANDS.

The little silver column 10 the Their
mometer was gradually mounting
toward the nineties, the leaves hung
motionless In the furnace-like air. and
the scent OF the pcrfumed swaths OF
newly cut hay pervaded everything. as
SQUIRE Sadley stood under the umbrella
shaped apple-tree and wiped his reek-
ing brow with yard-square pocket
handkerchief Of yellow silk.
'Phew!' cried the squire. this Is
getting too much. think I shall go
home an hour earlier than usual"
Sod ]. II wasn't workin' for days
wages" said Israel Newcomb. who was
vigorously turning the fragant pillows
Of green with fork which cleaned
like serried lightning In the sunshine.
The squire glared angrily at Israel; II
was his pride that ne worked as hard
MS any OF his hired men. rich land
owner though he was.
II s'pose l eau do as / pleasep" said
he
.'sartin!' observed Israel. II only
wish couldl'
The squire went home, selecting the
shady path which lay part way through
the woods. and crossing the noisy lit
tie stream on n makeshift bridge
formed by fallen cedar tree. Far
down In the green crosslights and
slintjng reflections of the glen. he could
SIC viii Dallas, who had abandoned
all pretenses of fishing. aud lax on the
moss Mt Mary Sadley's feet. reading
-siuud- 10 ifcr,outuf SOME pocket volume
Of poetry. The squire frowued.
'Spooning--as usual, growled he.
under his BREATH aud pushed steadily
on. nA
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
complacent sense Of proprietorship as
he went around to the backdoor. where
n great honeysuc1le vine was all 10
curs Of buff aud white blossoms. The
roomy kitchen, with its shining copper
boiler and white-bourd floor. was silent
and empty. He looked around.
''Hal!o!' he shouted. lis every one
deadp"
Little Kitty came running out of the
front room.
Hush. father!" said she, holding up
small forefnger. Mother is asleep"
Asleep! 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
graudmother's silver spoons In plain
view on the dresser-shelf. Asleepm
I'm sorry, Titus" said an apologize
voice. as pale. shadowy little woman
issued from the hail beyond. where she
had been lying on q procrustean
lounge. fashioned of implanted pine
boards. and draped with lumpy mat
tress. II hadn't any idea OF falling
asleep when lay down, but my head
nched little--it's the heat, suppose
land felt dizzy. Tn very sorry, hut
surely it isn't IL o'clock yet"
1T don't lack many minutes Of It,"
said the squire. g.oomily. looking at the
big, wooden clock, whose fat. black
Roman numerals glared back at him
from behind green nebulp OF aspara-
gus branches. "The heat. ehp VOL.
/ s'pose other folks feel 1t, too. My
head aches, but don't take 60 my bed.
And when man comes home tired
aud beat out from the bayfield, he nat
ually expects to.find things comfort
able. don't know what a woman has
her board and keep for II 1t amt TO see
that meals is regular and things do
cent
Pm sorry. Titus" nervously relter-
ated the little woman. fluttering TO and
fro like lanie-wlnged pigeon. ''bui
III make all the haste l can. Dinner
will soon be ready. Here, Kitty Ito the
child), wash these potatoes in the sink
as quick as you can. and trim the beets,
while run out for some kindlings "a
hurry up the fire."
A minute afterward he could hear
the quick strokes of the Ratchet and he
bethought himself that In the hurry
incident to haying-time, the pile o.
kindlings had been allowed TO get low
ut does seem, he said. petulautly
'.as II everything hindered mans dia
ner."
Then. father" said Kitty, glanclnl
shrewdly over tho top OF the tin potato
pan, why don't you go out and spill
the kindlings and let mother tend tC
fhe things indoorspn
''HusG. Kitty said Mrs. Sadley
quickly, as she touched match to tn;