Norwich bulletin. [volume] (Norwich, Conn.) 1895-2011, 1911-11-04

| breakfast, but began again more earn
estly shaking her head and pointing
! her finger at Mrs. White, who seemed
to be taking her lecture meekly.
You've stayed at home all this hot
! summer. preserving and canning; new
er taking one day for a little outing
a pleasure you've SO often wished for,
you almost want to let the chance slip
by, simply because you had planned to
do some canning. Why, it's dis
grace to that wonderful art. Think
of it. Youth come home. looking ten
years younger; and when you're can
| nirg tomorrow, the honk, honk' of the
! auto will sound like music in your
| is enjoying the results of that ne'er-
| to- be forgotten day of canning, you
Will have in your mind a picture Of
a rnotherly little woman seated beside
her nephew in his auto spinning
| through parks and suburbs: drinking
| in the fresh Dreezes and feeling like
| she was sweet sixteen"
Here Mrs. White ventured to add a
few words.
well. my dear, you surely have put
some of your spirit of youth into my
veins. III think over what you've
said. and maybe L could make up my
mind to go. The fruit will keep I'm
sure; but-my' I never did such a
thing in my life
Look here, Neighbor White inter
rupted Mrs. Smith, Maybe I've over
Sleppeu the DOulfOS OF respect, out L
just couldn't stand by and see you
give up this pleasure. Now. hustle
and get dy for that auto ride. I'll
be over to hook your dress up in the
Your nephew sent you last Christmas
and which you were afraid you'd new
er have a chance to use Che knew,
you see): and put all the finishing
getting that sweet sixteen look on
your face alres dy-" And with another
hearty laugh, Mrs smith left her
neishbor, standing with hands on her
her sweet. mctherly face
Did Mrs. White go? OF course she
went. and this is what she told Mrs
Smith few days later:
Enjoy it, | should say l did enjoy
that afternoon of pleasure. Not once
did J experience any Of those nervous
shocks that women feel who are I'M
accustomed TO motoring. My nephew
:: such a careful driver. and the parks
looked beautiful: indeed. nature SEEM
ed to be smiling at me from every
nook. MY thoughts went back to my
girlhood days, when father and 1 went
riding over hills and valleys in The
old family carriage
Mrs. White paused ana rocked pack
and forth in her oId-fashiOned rocker,
thinking of those days, away Back
in old Connecticut" Then she be
gan once more:
And to think you're the one (you,
who are thirty years my junior, who
made me see that / could go on that
little trip-which seemed big to me
and | shall always remember it of
you; remember with joy your back
porch lecture, given on an empty stom-
acE. and which I surely deserved"
And both women laughed and rock
ed; then began again.
Yes continued Mrs. Smith. that's
right. I'm proud to have been the
means of showing you that you could
take that afternoon of pleasure. You
mad gotten right where your plans
we're making and breaking YOU IN
stead of YOU making and breaking
them
When a housewife gets into such
a Ia ngle, it's time to turn about: moth |
ing is better than having system, just
so don't let it drag us around.
Furthermore added Mrs. White, 1t |
goes TO show that the more expert |
enced we housekeepers are. and the |
older We are, the more we need to Gull |
.ivate acquainte noes who have more of
the Enack Of mixing pleasure with |
work
why. do you know she went on, |
as I surveyed the beautiful fruit aft |
e. tlat day of canning. J remarked to |
myself: Surely, whoever tastes tina {
fruit will find an ounce of the oil of /
youth in each jar.
Have you neighbor who needs |
little of the spice of pleasure and the |
oil of youth?