The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-08-21

1t IS every woman's part to make,
and keep, her home just what she will.
There is much truth in the asser sion
that.
This world is ever as we take it.
And life, dear friend is what we make
it,
TT is not too late, dear, to begin
that happy life of which you used to
dream"
But I don't know where to begin,
nor what to do
Il will tell you what to do. and Won
can begin just when you choose
Charlie was surprised when the sup
per bell rang that evening before sun
set. He unhitched the team and hur-
ried to the house
What is it Jennie? Anything the
natter he asked, as Jennie met him
at the kitchen door.
Nothing" she answered, ''OnIy [
knew you must be tired, so got supper
a little earlier. Come in and eat, and
then you can feed while I clean up
The children were already in their
places at the table, SO Charlie took his
seat. wondering a little at his wife's
radiant face and happy manner.
He wondered still more when the
chores were ell done and the lamp
lighted. his wife, instead of taking her
work as usual and leaving him TO dogs.
ON The sofa till bedtime, took up q
book, saying gaily:
Auntie gave me a new book this
evening, Charlie, and" she added,
turning its pages slowly, here is a
story l think you will like
1t was a short, lively story. and when
they had finished discussing it. and
Aunt Margaret had told of something
similar which she had known, il was
quite bedtime
Both Charlie and Jennie were astir at
the usual hour next morning. and the
housewives busy feet never halted in
their accustomed rounds; but when
Charlie had eaten his haSty dinner and
rose to rush back 10 his work. Jennie
was beside fliTn and took his arm play
fully
There's something in the garden 7
want to show YOU she said. "a poppy
just like the ones you used to admire
so much; do you remember?'
1t was strange how many things
there were in the garden that inter
eSted him. and when they at last
reached the house the clock was on
the stroke of one
Nearly an hour lost said he; but
she answered with a smile:
Just one hour of rest, dear. Surely
we both have earned one" And she
went indoors to clean up the neglected
table, and, for the first time in many
a day, she sang as she worked
Aunt Margaret left next day. but
Jennie had scarcely time to miss her,
so busy was she in working out this
new plan of home happiness. And
gradually it became quite the usual
thing for Charlie to spend the noon
hour, and an hour before bedtime,
with Jennie and the children, and there
was always something to interest them
all. Games and puzzles and books an&
papers. And, best OF all. perhaps, were
the hours when they just laughed and
talked, or when, gathered around the
evening lamp. they sang together the
sweet old hymns.
Often, too, the children found mamma
ready for a long, interesting talk with
them. when she would tell them of the
different animals and the many races
OF people belonging to the different
countries.
happier than the last, until New Years
eve came round. Sitting by his happy
freside, Charlie Isle took his wife'S
hand in his.
"A year ago. he said, 'I would al
most have pronounced our lives fail
ures. Today, looking backward, I can
truly say it has been the happiest year
of my whole kfe, and know that, in
some way, I owe it all to you, little
wife; will you tell me how you have
worked this wondrous change? For Z
confess 1 do not quite understand D.
And then she told him of the lesson
taught by Aunt Margaret. King
in Farm, Field and Fireside.