The Newtown bee. (Newtown, Conn.) 1877-current, 1899-11-10
The Home Circle
Mrs Stutson's Soft Soap.

"Hain't you put that rack in the cellar
yet, to hang that ar dried beef on ?" ask
ed Mrs Stutson.
"No, Judy; thought mebbe t'would
rain in 3 day or two, and then Jabe could
be spared to help little about the house.
for / must get my work ketched up while
we have good westherT'
Eyes, there's allus something We can't
do IL it don't rain, and ye can't do if it
does; | declare for it, I'd like to know
what on airth would become on US If it
'twan't fer me to look after thingsW
SCENE, come, mother, don't fret any
more; we don't want any cloud In the
kitchen when there amt none outside"
"Wal, I've got something else to do be-
sides peekin' at the weather and il you
amt, its time you had !"
Giles Stutson was farmer-a man OF
good habits, honest in his dealings with
his fellow-men-who, in his youth, had
married Judith Mcintosh.
"a smarter gil never trod shoe leath-
err So said the elder Stutson on the
morning of their marriage.
They had by the closest economy, &C.
quired small fortune in the shape OF
small farm, located about two miles from
the village Of M.
Only one child had been given to them
to brighten their little country home,
and this was q daughter, who, ut the
time of our story, had just reached the
age of 20 years.
Mrs Stutson, as you will observe by
this conversation, was one of that partic-
ular type of women whose very life
seemed to depend upon scolding and
| working, all at the same instant, and the
more she fretted and aColded, the more
| work she accomplished.
VI L. 60 had ~ a
| toned to this that it's only effect was, as
Mr. Stutson once said, that:
| SIT went in che ear and out 'tother."
| "WaI, Giles, there's Just this much
| about il (; If that ar rack amt up by 10
O'Clock, I'll git some nails and drive up
to hang that beef on, myself. I've got
to clean that cheese-room, to-day, and ]
want that beef out of my way"
So saying, she went into the milk-room
to strain the mornings milk.
tits no use arguing" said Mr. Stafson
to Jabe, the hired man; s'when judy gets
sot on anything, she'll have her way,
and If she says she'll doa thing, she'll dc
it every time. But guess that cheese
room won't spite il faint cleaned to-day
and the beet is we'll enough where it is
can't bother with it to-day, anyhow"
Having thus expressed his opinion. he
followed Jabe TO the field, leaving Mar
sha Ann to clear away the breakfast.
Having cared for the milk, Mrs Stutsor
appeared and exclaimed, partly to her
| self and partly to Marsha:
Il s'Whoever did see SIGH men folks? They
think woman can get along anyway, nc
matter how Here is a billed dinner to get
them starched clothes to iron, pies te
makes, cheese room to clean. and massy
knows what, don't! Yes, and there's
the donation party to the parsonage to
night. Was ever woman so put 60 1t tf
know what TO do fust? never was. Wal
I shan't go to the party, that's one sur
thing |"
q why, mother, OF course you'll 60,
said Marsha.
ssOf course shan't go. I've got some
thing else TO do, beside going skylarkini
+ round nights. There will be enough Q
q 'em without me. Let them 60 that hahn
4 got so much TO do as have. Here, Nal
ri sha, you go into the shed, and from tina
boz behind the door git me some nails
4 and go to the wood-piIe and fetch me To
[ Ratchet. and I'll see what can do.
VI All things being now ready, Mrs stu
s son, with Ratchet, nails and beef Ia be
4 hands, started for the cellar, stopping 9
\ the top stair to tell Marsha to be sui
q and wash them green's clean, and not
Aa~gaping ont the window 10 Tom RYDER.
Thomas Ryder WA the son ut nelgl