St. Paul daily globe., 1892-05-26


that is not routine, but which is con-
tinually cropping up in the busy life OF
the one bit of humanity that is the head
of such a household, and any doubts
YOU NAV have cherished will vanish for
ever. We will begin with the first wax
inc moments. SAYS writer IN an East
ern paper. At 6:30 a. m., II she keeps
hut one servant, she must arise, no mat
Ter if the OnerouS duties of the day have
kept her up until long past midnight,
The baby is left in his CRIB and the
mother tiptoeS into the next apartment
TO wash and dress the two older OneS,or
assist at the operation and lend her ald
with tangled curls. hurry up tardy little
fingers, and take minute or so 10 run
down and see that breakfast is getting
on all right. for Bridget is inclined TO
poke, and at the husband must sit
down to the table or be late, and his
business will be thrown out or gear for
the dav. While she is going down STAIRS
she mikes some light puffy gems that
her inexperienced help does not under
stand making, and which hubby always
expects, slips them into the oven, and
then hurreS up stairs, warned by little
cry from above. that the baby Is waking.
Next she dresses the little ole. and by
the time the breakfast bell rings she
has made four distinct toilets. As soon
as breakfast is over she helps her huS-
band Oh with his coat, establishes baby
on rug and assists in a search Tor
gloves, hats or miSlaid primers, etc..and
with sigh Of relief watches her young
folks tOddle off TO school.
Next, if it is Monday, and in busy
house Monday comes more frequently
than any other day. she washes the
dishes for Bridget, then dustS, makes
the beds and sets things to rights gen.
erally. Now master baby demands at
tentiOn and his nap follows. during
which she leaves him in Bridget'S care
and ruShes off to market.
By the time her orders are all given
she may find couple of minutes before
luncheon to mend a three-cornered tare
or darn one stocking. At noon back
come the little scholars hungry and
noisy and a half-hOur of excitement fol-
lows In the afternoon such piles OF
sewing await her, baby must have his
airing, an occasional caller drops in just
when she was going TO read for min
ute, and by the time the children re-
turn from school she cannot realize
where the day has gone. Preparations
for dinner, the tidying up of the little
folks, her own dress changed, and when
the father returns he does not realize
the many steps taken during the hours
he has been away. After dinner the
baby is to be put too sleep; this is an in
definite operation and may mean ten
minutes or two hours, according to the
Yillful caprices of the small tyrant.
The children's lessons must be heard
and a game in which she must join is
insisted upon. when her heart is with
her work or a book. After they have
trudged off to the Land of Nod comes a
council of war below stairs regarding
the breakfast, and she has to listen TO
a tale of woe regarding the nOn-arrival
of the chops or that "we are all out of
potatoes, and l meant to tell you,
ma'am."
Up stairs once more and ribbons
must be sewed on Tolnmy's shoes and
the tear in LiZzie'S apron to be mended
before tomorrow, as it's clean enough
to wear two days, and consequently
cannot be allowed to wait over. By 10
o'clock she IS too tired to read or talk
and retires. probably to walk the floor
many an hour with crying little one.