The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1896-06-12
HER DAY OF LIBERTY.
BY LENA s. THOMPSON.


Mrs. Caleb Greene imagined hersell
n much abused woman as she bustleo
about in her tidy kitchen one bright au
+umn morning. I'm nothing but a
household drudgc--a drudge and moth
ing else! Who ever thinks l need a
bit of pleasuring!" and here hel
thoughts wandered to what her neIgh-
bor Mrs. Mallory, had said, and which
was the real cause of her discomfort
"You don't never go nowhere, do you,
Mis- Greene? Why, if 1 couldn't go to
the city every week, l should feel way
out of the world. You can't keep in
with the Prevailing style if you don't
see nobody but the village folks'-and
then she told of the grand flower show
in the great Casino, where everybody
as is anybody" went, and OF the new
cape and bonnet she had bought In
town.
Though Mrs. Greene was as well Off
rs her neighbor, she did her own house
work, preferring to save in that way
something for rainy day, while Mrs.
Mallory was considered by the village
people very shiftless woman, who de-
lighted in airing her knowledge OF city
life, which consisted of a year at board
ing school in town. Soon after her
marriage to "Jim'' Mallory she set up
Housekeeping and kept one servant,
which prodigality and elegance cansed
her to feel quite superior to her neigh
bors.
Martha Greene was devoted wife,
and usually thought the work she now
called "drudgery" the most delightful
thing in the world-for she enjoyed
making a happy home for Caleb, whom
she had married two years previous.
OF late spirit'of discomfort had grad
ually crept upon her, and its power
was more apparent after each visit
from Mrs. Mallory.
Martha was passionately fond of
flowers. When the flower show was
held the year before in the adjacent
CITY she was too ill to visit it, but now
there was no really good reason why
she should not go. AS the busy season
for the farmers had come, when she
asked Caleb to drive her to town he did
not see how he could leave his work
for even a day.
'He might go if he only thought so.
] wonder how he would feel to come
home some day and not find me here to
wait on him. Perhaps he might realize
then that I need little amusement
once in awhile, after working from
morning till night. 1 believe I'll try
it. I'd like to feel at liberty to do just
as please for one day!"
So, while musing on her troubles,
Martha prepared the MONDAY meal for
Caleb and the farm hands; for, how
ever much she thought herself deprived
of enjoyment, she was too good house
keeper and homemaker to leave Caleb
to provide his own dinner. She pre-
pared everything with care, ready to be
placed upon the table. But it seemed as
i fate was to be against her that norm
ing. The stove was hard to manage
her doughnuts too brown and the
biscuit were not as light as usual-and
Just as she was getting ready to dress
herself, old Mrs. Porter called, pre-
pared, as usual, to rehearse her "tale
of woe" to any sympathizing listener.
Hastily giving her a cup Of tea and
telling her she was very busy, Martha
left the poor woman to wonder what
lad come over Mrs. Greene--"she who
was alters so good to bodyl"
On her way to the station to catch the
noon train for the city she avoided the
public highway and took path less
frequented, for even in her reckless,
independent mood, she did not wish her
neighbors to notice that she was going
without her husband.
Since their marriage Caleb had al
ways driven her to town, which was
only ten miles distant, and while she
did her shopping he would wait at the
TrayelefB' inn talking over farm mat