The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1918-11-15

(Recited at School and Written from
Memory, BY R. A. Ward.)

Erected at School and Written from
Memory, BY R. A. Ward,
/ never undertook, but once, to set
at naught the authority Of my wife.
You know her way, cool, quiet, but
determined as ever was.
Just after we were married. and ev-
erything was going nice and coy, she
got me into the habit of doing all the
churning. She did not ask me to, you
know, but, it was done just this way
She finished breakfast rather before
me one morning, and slipping away
from the table, she filled the churn
with cream and set it where | couldn't
help seeing just what was wanted.
SO took hold, regularly enough. and
churned until the butter came. She
did not thank me for it, but looked
SO nice and sweet about it that / felt
we'll paid.
Again and again it was done Just
so, and ! was in for 1t every time
Not a word was said about it. o.
course.
AT last, this began to be rather irk-
some. I wished she would lust ask
me- but she never did. and couldn't
say word about it to save my life
SO on we went. AT last I made a
frm resolve ! wouldn't churn another
time, unless she asked me. Churnine
day came and when my breakfast
she always got nice breakfasts, --when
that was finished, there stood the
churn. l rose up and, standing few
minutes, to give her a chance TO ask
me- put on my hat and walked out o.
doors. | stopped to give her a chance
10 call me but not word did she
say, and so with a palpitating heart,
! moved on. went down town and
up town, and all over town. Nv foot
was as restless as that Of Noah's dove.
! felt as If had done wrong
didn't exactly know what, but there
was an indescribable sensation Of
guilt resting on me all the forenoon,
1t seemed to me as If the dinner hour
would never come, and as for going
home one minute before dinner T |
would as soon have my ears taken
on so | went fretting and moping
about the town until the dinner hour
came. Home went, feeling very |
as a criminal must when the |
Jury is out having in their hands his
destiny, life or death.
couldn't exactly make up nv mind
how she would greet me, but some
Kind OF storm l expected. But,
will you believe it? She never greeted
ne with a sweeter smile. never had
,etter dinner for me than on that
lay but there stood the churp lust
where | left it. Not a word was said
felt very much cut up, and every
nouthful of that dinner seemed as If
t would choke me. She did not paw
'egard to it, however, but went on
ust as If nothing had happened
Before dinner was over | again re
olved, and showing back my chair |
marched to the churn, and wen. at il
n just the old way-splash. drip. rat
lie, splash. kept it up. thinking
hat by standing so long the cream,
lad become warm, so, I redoubled my .
fforts. Obstinate matter. The after
oon wore away while I was churn- +,
ng. paused at last from real ex-
when she spoke for the first
lme. Come my dear; think YOU !,
ave ratified that buttermilk about (,
ong enough, il 1t is only for fun You ,
re doing it," :
| knew how it was in a flash. she
rought butter in the forenoon t
nd left tn shurn standing with the
uttermilk in for me to exercise with
never set UP for myself in house. j
old matters after that.