Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1895-06-07
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young nuns slave when it turns out
like this?"
"But it can turns out just rs you
say, my denr, said Mrs. Roynl. "Givo
me the particulars Moro is to be
gained by submission than revolt,
especially when tho husband is much
olCcr than the wife"
Submit !" cried young Mrs. Fisher.
"No! ! will never do that never
DO you suppose I married rich man
to do the housowork?"
'Lct me hear the particulars, Be-
rcnicc," repeated Mrs. Royal.
"Well, mnmmn," said young NTrs.
Fisher, ''you know / went into u house
full OF cryants-exccllcnt ones, too.
Josinh was very nilcctionnte, rs he al
ways is, and all he asked mo to do was
to tic his cravat, and pin IL rose into
his buttonlolc, and to 80 to the door
and throw kisses to him of morning.
And after IL while it was, Get my slip.
pcrs, darling. Run for my umbrella.
Where is my hnudkcrchiof?' Very
tircsomc, but 10 10 expected. Then
very soon ii was, Let us send tho scr
WANTS away st meal times, and wait on
ourselves ut table. II is SO delicious
TO DC quite nloncI Ofcourso Ingrecd
md now3cnmcs this astonishing prop
osition-dismissa all tho servants; live
for cnch other! I'm 10 do tho cook
ing for him, iron his shirts black his
boots, for all I know! Not for econ
omy's sake, but to mpio lifo bcnuti-
fui! Oh, [ sha'n't endure it. can
not, mammal! / shall quarrel if he
persists! did not marry rich man
10 be cook and lnundrcss /"
'Be quiet, darling" said Mrs.
Royal. "Listcn to me little while
Lot him have his own way, TINT you
may hive yours in the end. 1t is IN
nminblo caprice; humor it,"
long conversation between mother
and daughter followed, and tho result
was that when Mr.. Fisher returned to
his home that afternoon ho found his
wife fairly bcnmipg with smiles.
"Well, Bcrenicc, my pet, hnvo you
been thinking of the ideal life 1 pro-
posed? You did not seem TO npprc
ciato tho notion quite rs thoroughly
rs 1 expected this morning."
III niI"lu ulu not, darling"
said young Mrs. Fisher. "But I ran
ran over to mammals, and she was SO
enthusiastic over it,"
"Was she? WIS she?" cried the hus-
bnnd i'll Amusement. ~ fancied that
she would rather oppose it,"
ooh you don't know mamma"
said Bercnicc. "Josiah. whilo you arc
doing it, why not get q cottage and n
COW and chickens? [ would like to
milk, and mako butter, and hunt for
eggs. And We might have IL few pigs"
"We'll begin by degrees" said Mr..
Fisher.
III suppose we'll have to. JOSIAH"
said Berenice "but Tn wild to take
things in hand. Pay tho servants M
to the end OF their months tomorrow,
and pack them off, and you'll have
nice. homemade cooking right away."
"Denr me! !" said he, 81 Shall spend
most OF my time watching you ut work,
IN " little white apron, with your
sleeves rolled up"
"Oh, how nico!" sho cried, kissing
him. con, make haste about it. Jo,
siah."
Josiah oboyGd. BY tho following
night the servants had all departed.
only Bcrenice remained in the house,
though she had visit from her moth
err The table was set for n grand
dinner, and rs MIR. Fisher opened the
door Il small figure appeared ut the
head of the basement stairs.
who's that, he cried.
"Your little wife," was the reply.
Bercnice's faco was adorned with
smears and smudges, SO wero her
bands, SO was her white apron.
"Somc accident, darling 2" he cried,
in alarm.
mo, love- answered Bercnice
"Why do you ask 2"
lie did not like to tell her that she
had dirty face, so he laughed, and
MS she threw herself into his arms en-.
braced her like n very knight of cour-
tcsy.
Retiring to his own room to look in
the glass, no found that tho three
Kisses that she had imprinted on his
cheeks and brow had left their mark
there. He put his hand to tho pol
"P"op ou Iuo tOp OF his mead,
and found it sticky, and his usually
immaculate shirt bosom had the marks
OF ten tiny black fingers upon it.
1t took him some time to make his
toilet, and when he descended dinner
was ON the table, and Berenice was
striking the gong in ear-splitting fash-
ion.
~ was so afraid you would let your
said.
mot likely, love-" he replied.
but don't you need glance in the
mirror?'
"oh, / shall put all vanity aside,
my dear" she answered, "and simply
be domestic. If you are pleased,
there is no ono else to see, you know
besides, 1 must wait on you. Will
You carve?'
"I? Oh. certainlyl" said Mr..
Fisher. Certainly. This is"
Soup, love-" said Mrs. Fisher. "Of
course We have soup. L served every