The Bourbon news., 1901-08-30

went On. slowly, IL have not mad any
regular hours OF work. Four nights
, this week worked until ten o'clock.
Three nights last week sat up until
IL with the children while you and
Mr.. Ward went to entertainments or
were out to dinner"
''But what shall we do?'' Mrs. Ward
suddenly cried out despairingly.
Some one must stay with the chill
dren. And Mr.. Ward and have So
cial duties we cannot neglect. I am
sure we go out very little compared
with other people"
Il can't answer your questions" i"
Barbara replied. "But 1 know one
reason why 1 feel like leaving is be-
cause 1 never know whether my work
is going to end at eight or nine or ten
or eleven o'clock. There is 10 regu-
lar hours of labor in q hired girls
life, in this house."
Neither are there any regular
hours of labor in a mothers life in a
home," said Mrs. Ward, quietly. "Is
your burden harder than mine? Or
is it any harder than your own will
be if you ever have home and chill
dren as have?"
The sudden question smote Bar
bara as new one, and in a moment
she felt conscious of an unthought of
problem in the social economics of
housekeeping. She had not thought
it all out, as she had told her mother
If the home life was never to be free
from the necessary drudgery of life,
why should she complain if in the
course of service in a family exact
hours and limits of service could not
very well be determined? She was
somewhat troubled in her mind to
have the question thrust upon her
just now. She was not prepared for it..
''In any case," she finally said, re-
luctantly, ''the hours are so long and
so uncertain that"
'But you have Thursday afternoon
and nearly all of Sunday. You have
more real leisure than 1 have"
''But you would not be willing to
change places with me?" Barbara
asked, looking at Mrs. Ward doubt
fully.
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places. 1 simply want you to see that
in the matter of time you are not
abused. But go on with the other
reasons" And Mrs. Ward folded her
hands in her lap with a resigned air
that made Barbara vince little, for
what she was going to say next
would in all probability anger her.
GAnnfhpr roo on xzybu boua 1ani6o6
to leave is the Sunday work. During
the four Sundays have been here
you have invited in several friends
to Sunday dinner. This makes Sun
day morning my hardest day"
at has happened SO this last month,
that is true" Mrs. Ward confessed
reluctantly; "but it mas been rather
unusual. In three instances 1 remem-
Der the gentlemen invited were par
ticular business friends of Mr.. Ward
and he was anxious to please them,
and invited them home with him
from church rather than send them
to hotel. But such social courtesies
] are part of a mans home life.
What shall he do? Never invite a
friend home to dinner for fear of
! giving the girl little extra trouble ?"
81 don't mind it during the week, Z"
Barbara replied. thoughtfully, "but it
does not seem to me to be just the
thing on Sunday. A good many fam
lilies make it a rule not to have ex-
ira Sunday dinners. Do you think it
is quite fair?"
"We haven't time to discuss 1t. Go
on" Mrs. Ward answered, not sharp
ly, as Barbara thought she might.
There were traces of tears in the
older woman's eyes that disarmed
Barbara at once. The excitement of
her nervous tension was beginning
to subside, and the attempt to mar
rate her grievances IN their o~5er was
helping her to see thezi in their just
light. Besides, Barbara had received
some new ideas since she sat down to
give her reasons for leaving. The
next time she spoke it was with a
feeling of doubt as to her position.
'There is another thing that have
felt a good DEAL Mrs. Ward. You
have asked me to give reasons. You
will not think me rude if go on?'
81 asked you to go on" Mrs. Ward
replied, smiling feebly.
"Well, during the four weeks have
been in the family, you have never
invited me to come into the family
worship, and you have never asked
me to go to church with you, al
though I told you when 1 came that
L was a member of a Christian I'm
deavor society in Fairview before we
moved to Crawford. I don't mind so
much being left out of the church
services, but 1 cannot get over the
feeling that as long as 1 am a hired
servant 1 have no place, so far as my
religious life is concerned, in the fam
lily where 1 serve"
Contrary to Barbara's expectation,
Mrs. Ward did not reply at once; and,
when she did, her voice was not an
cry. 1t was, rather, a sorrowful
statement that gave Barbara reason
to ask herself still other questions.
"There are some places in family
that are sacred to itself. Mr.. Ward
has always said that he thought the