The Republican., 1912-10-03
TYRANNY OF HER
DAUGHTER LAW

from an overdose of daughter-in-law.
A certain amount is a mental stimulus
too much simply stultifies.
Frances, my son Arthur's wife.
came to visit me just at the time all
well regulate housekeepers think they
have to go through the deadening
process known as housekeeping, she
went on. Now, don't breathe It to
soul, but | never clean house. | GER
tainly try to keep things nice and
comfortable, but my natural instinct
is to avoid dirt My attitude is that
If it will leave me alone l will leave
1t alone.
"Who minds a little dust under the
beds and in the closets? I will answer
my own conundrum by telling you that
Frances does. She is perfectly intol-
Grant about 1t. She is constantly talk
ing about germs and microbes. Since
am confessing all my shortcomings,
Crobes, anyway. They're far too small
Frances does, though. Oh, dear, yes,
she does.
"She simply can't sit down and read
happily unless the house has been
thoroughly swept and garnished. can
do it without a tremor. / can leave
dishes unwashed until every dish in
the house has been used and not feel a
qualm. Frances has the dishes round
ed up and washed so quickly after
tpr-r H8y-p hot Oh
You with a defrauded feeling, as
though you had been done out of part
of your meal
THE morning after she came saw
her eying the living room curtains,
which I must confess were not i'm
maculate.
Don't look at those curtains,
Frances, I said, in my merry. light
hearted way. I know they're not very
clean, but I'm going to have the
laundress wash and iron them Mon
day
Frances half opened her mouth,
then shut It again. wondered at the
time why she didn't say whatever it
was she had on re- miad, but later in
the day l found out.
Mother she said. tactfulIv-
Francis is very tactful-that afternoon
when we were sitting in the living
room having what I considered cozy
little chat. I've been wondering II it
wouldn't be nicer if we should get
some curtain stretchers and stretch
the curtains on them instead of hav-
ing the laundress wash ard iron them
ITO make a long story short, she
dragged me downtown that very after
noon and We bought curtain stretch
ers. The next morning with her own
hands. she washed those curtains. Oh.
there is no doubt that she is wonder.
ful. l stand in the greatest awe of
any one who can wash things clean. |
never could. They're always much
worse when finish with them than
when ! began.
After the curtains were arranged
to suit her happened to mention that
I had some material which I intended
to make into comforters when the
spirit moved me Again speaking
metaphorically, she fell upon that ma
terial tooth and nail Then for days
she and l struggled and perspired
amid billows of cotton.
When one morning she accidental
ly opened the door OF the chamber OF
horrors l thought she was going to
faint The chamber Of horrors. bv the
way, is the room into which it is the
time honored custom of the family
to pitch everything that the family
wishes to rid itself Of Personally, I
get along very nicely by simply shut.
ting my eyes. onegirg the door slight.
ly and shying in the article. Then
after the door is shut have no fur.
ther qualms. But Frances got quite
white when she looked In. She made
me feel-she did it taCtfully-that no
decent, self-respecting woman could
exist in a house with a chamber of
horrors. So together We pulled and
hauled and worked and suffered and
threw things away and had a perfect.
~ horrible time generally, but we fine.
" emerged in that pathetic and
desn'cable condition called as neat as
a pin
"It took us days to do it and we
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