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Mrs. Bates exclaimed, with more interest than she had ever before displayed. _ ‘How could you T‘ _ One evening after tea, as Mrs. Bradâ€" ley wandered about the place, she came upon Mrs, Bates, who was out under the apple tree engaged in picking chickens. ‘You are at it early and late, aren‘t you ? Mrs. Bradley said, as sfe watchâ€" ed the swift fingers fly over the plump chicken. ‘I heard that you were perâ€" fectly remarkable, but TShad not imagâ€" ined that one so persistently industriâ€" ous existed.‘ | 10 6. "â€" 7 _ @#6 8uo noL 0y any:means concluded at sunset. Sometimes in the twilight the tired woman rested a few minutes, then Mrs. Bradley, pitying the narrow life, would try to awaken her interest in an article in the newspaper, or & bit from an amusing book ; but the weary listâ€" ener usually uodded in the midst of it. It was not until she was seated at the tea table in the cool diningâ€"room | of the Bates‘ family one July evening, that Mrs Bradley identified the deacon as the man with an extraordinary wife. Mrs. Bates did not look in the least like the busy; bustling worker, Mrs Bradley had pictured. She was a small, pale woman, with gray hairs and wistful brown eyes. Her low spoken words were few, and her manner apathetic, as if life had lost its flavor, if it ever had any. During the next few weeks Mrs, Bradley had opportunity to prove that Deacon Bates bad spoken truly of his wife. Her house was a model of neatâ€" ness, her ‘victuals‘ were truly delicious and each day she turned off an amount of work, assisted only by one other pairof hands, which was truly incredible. ‘(A workingâ€"machine,‘ Mrs. Bradley thought, as she watched the treadmill rouand of skimming milk, churning, baking, dressing poultry, washing,ironâ€" ing, cooking and washing dishes, beginâ€" ning at sunâ€"rise and not by any means concluded at sunset. It so happened that in the course of that summer Mr. and Mrs. Bradley, wishing to find comfortable quarters for a few weeks in the country, near enough to the city so that Mr. Bradley could go in and out conveniently, were directed to Berkshire and to the house of Deacon Bates. 1 am sorry for him. I believe I‘ve got ’ the best wife in the country, myself,‘ he went on, tipping back his chair | against the house and clasping his | hands over the back of his head ; ‘she | beats every thing there is going for !wm-k. She ‘tends to everything herâ€" | self, is up at daylight, and sometimes ' before, and her butter is tip top ; we get the biggest prices going. She‘s a _splendid cook, too ; I never need go 1[ away from home to get good vicl:ua.ls,] now I tell you. Well, the fact is, she _ ‘Poor drudge " Mrs. Brad claimed to herself, as the din put an end to the conversation is as smart as a steel trap at anything she takes hold of, Sbe makes all her own clothes and most of mine, anod boards the farin hands, and once in a while takes in some city ‘boarders. I never would a been so forehanded if it hadn‘t a been for her. And she‘s alâ€" ways at home, summer and winter ; I don‘t believe she‘s been off the place, Only to go to church, this twenty years.‘ f everytuing to help, and she spends her l time gadding about. Things go at | sixes and sevens ; their butter and | poultry are the poorest in the market. | ‘If he has to run the farm and the house, too, depend upon hired help, he can‘t lay up anything. One of my neigzhbors is in that x ; his wife don‘t know how to work herself ; she trusts everything to help, and she spenads her time gadding about Thinne wa ur 277063 Noz sUyING, And Uiis was the sentence which arvrested Mrs. Bradley s attention. + \â€" Through the halfâ€"open. blinds she reâ€" cognized one of them as Deacon Bates, a sturdy farmer delegate, who had shown much good sense in the fow words he had spoken upon one ‘of the resolutions in the business meeting. ‘Whether furming can be made to pay or not depends a good deal upon the sort of wife a man has,‘ Deacon Baites was saying, and this was the ’ Mr. Bradley had come up to Berkâ€" shire with her husband and many othâ€" ers to attend the annual convocation of their church. While she rested in her room after the morning session, she heard a couversation which interested her, between two men on the veranda just under her window. Deacon Bates‘ A wakening _ before diaphyd_ ‘_Hâ€"O_; P . B,when the. convention was husband A STORY OF FARM LIFE, By MRS. C. M. LIVINXGSTON, . I happened to ovâ€" sounding your . Bradley exâ€" the dinnerâ€"bell 16e | plishing‘ all she does,‘. Mrs. B; o gfid-.-t--% d?wlfn:.‘;.f.' iâ€"| worn ; she will break some day su t| ly, I fear, ‘It would make a wo Mrg. Bates came around the 'Lomer of the house just then, and took down some clothes froni the line in the side yard. Her husband watched her meâ€" chanically as sbhe folded. and placed thein in the basket, I | _ ‘Your wife is a marvel to me, accotmâ€" : _ ‘I d‘no, maybe it‘s so. I : thought about it in just that way. uh B gccce o1 5 9 2 L Deacon Bates sat silent for a minâ€" ute, while he thoughtfully stroked the gray stubble on his chin, then he said slowly,â€" to & perfect drudge.‘ ‘Weli, I don‘t know,‘ the farmer anâ€" swered, musingly ; we must earo our bread by the sweat of our brow. The Bible says that work‘s good for us. I guess it is and a wise provision of Proâ€" vidence. I don‘t know ag it‘s any worse for women than it is for men.‘ ‘But it seems to me that the lot of the farmer‘s wife is less desirable than that of her husband. According to your own account, she has less leisure, and then he seems to have more variâ€" ety in his work, and it is relieved by small pleasures. In summer it is mostly out of doors ; then he jumps into his wagon and is off to town two | or three times a week on errands ; and Ihis neighbor often happens along and leans on the fence and talks,. At noon, he takes a nap in his chair or readsfhis paper a fow minutes ; but according to my observation & farmer‘s wife is a drudge. She seems to have notime for these little rest places, and the conseâ€" quence is, allâ€" is dreary and monotonâ€" ous. It is no wonder she loses her mird and has paralysis, for her work is never done.‘ mX ‘ ‘And the farmers‘ wives ? They,too, have a good rest in the winterâ€"fairly idle, aren‘t they P ‘Oh, no ; there‘s plenty of work, but it isn‘t hard. In the fall, after the berries‘are put up, comes the drying of apples and pumpkins. Then the sauâ€" sages to make, and lard and tallow to rfry out. . When all that‘s done, there‘s a lot of sewing and knitting and carpet rags. My wife makes her own carpets, and my c‘othes and the boys‘, all but our Sunday coats. Then it takes a lot of cooking to keep three or four appeâ€" tites going, and we don‘t have belp in the winter, usually.‘ ‘Is it possible that all this is added to the work of the summmer? I do not wonder that according to statistics & large proportion of the women confined in lunatic asylums are farmers‘ wives, It is a dreary life, making a woman inâ€" waterloo County Qhrbnlcéle\,‘\ rfirsda‘y, November 15, Then Mrs. Bradl(e:y;guld not resist sayingâ€" i T aih es e n es en e he had read that afternoon on the comparative merits of a trade or proâ€" fession, compared with farming. _ ‘In my opinion,‘ he deelared, after descauting at some length upon the subject,‘ the farmer has the best of it every time; it‘s a healthy, independent sort of life, and he doesn t have to work like a slave the year round. In the winter he can get time to tinker at odd jobs, and do & sight of reading beâ€" sides, if he‘s so disposed.‘ i The deacon, taking off his hat, ran his fingers meditatively through‘ his gray locks, andfopened upon an article 1009 1 2 & N She shrank from that, though, tellâ€" ing her conscience that she would sometime if she got a good opportunâ€" ity. " : Alba ns tisds idns d M dn nds dsc i5A 3 oR 110 If only somebody would speak a few plain words to her husband, she reflectâ€" ed, and get his eyes opened. ‘Why not do that yourself ? said her inver voice. 1 _It was an hour later, when she | sat alone on the front piazza, that Deaâ€" [con Bates, his chores all done, came and sat on the upper step _ He was a man of much shrewd intelligence, who read his weekly religious paper frowm end to end, und liked to discass an arâ€" ticle or a doctrine with a bright woman like Mrs. Bradiey. _ His wife was still busy in the kitchen, as the rattling oi milk pans frequently testified. Mrs. Bradley‘s thoughts followed the tired worker; her kind heart longed to make ‘ the weary life of this woman different. all i It was curious to note the effect of ther wordsin the light which came into the sad eyes, and the faint flush which came over t!e faded cheeks. ‘Did Daniel say that ? The wistful tone aud the starting tear were pitiful to other women, who affected not to see or hear anything, She broke offt a spray of floweriog curâ€" rant, and said, as she tucked it in her belt and moved away, â€"‘ ©Yes, he did, and I quite agree with him.‘ . And then remarked to herself, ‘ ‘Poor creature, she has a heart, after L1 9 And theu, searching her memory, Mrs. Bratlley gave a faithful report of what she‘had heard. he try moment. Mrs. Bradley was just thinkâ€" ing how useless it was to try and get anything out of sach a wooden womâ€" an, when suddeuly Mrs. Bates, without lifting her eyes from her work, jerked out a question ‘Mrs. Bradley, I should like to know â€"would you mind telling me what it was Daniel said that day up to Berk:â€" shire ? ‘(Who?! Mr. Bates? Oh, he said he had the best wife in the whole counâ€" 17 And then, se it is jumps n two : and but but that of the moon, wt in at the long wiadow.. _ 16 was not like Deacon Bates to ..,,i much about his good resolutions, but | r to proceed to 1 Pn Wnn Cue ultinirtr da intinie * fln ind ny, but on sccount of the oldâ€"fashioned reverence for her husband as head of the family which Mrs. Bates had alâ€" ways maintained, and instilled into the minds of héar children. Father knows best,‘ was her unvarying deois-l _ The darkness had settled down when Descon Bates got up and went into the house, He had gone over everything, had reconstructed affairs on a new iuu and made several plans, He would have no difficulty in carryâ€" ing them out, for his word had ever been law in his own house. If he had suggested anything, it must surely be done, and this not on accotunt of tyranâ€" m Hin® aee n bt ies sas Cl 8 He hated himself ! For, although he had been mean, selfish and grasping, he still loved the wife of bis youth. What would all the money and land he had scraped together be to him when he had laid her in the old buryingâ€"ground? The sturdy farmer, as he sat there thinkiog these sharp truths in . the gathering shadows, realized for a momâ€" ent, the desolation of going on without her, He bowed his head and prayed with all his soul that he might be gor- given, that he and his wife might go toâ€" gether, hand in hand, down the hill to the gate that leads out of this life into the life eternal. |_ But of late years work had been so pressing that there had been no time for going or inviting company. He had just gone on buying more land and more cows and employing more men, so adding to her labor, while she had but the one helper they used to have when the farm was small. And, as if this was not enough,he had encouraged ber to go on taking summer boarders occasionally as she had herself suggestâ€" ed long ago, one year wher the crope had failed. And he pretended to think she did it all because she loved work so much. That was all stuff. He had seen her stand in the door and look after him, when he rode off to town on a pleasant afternoon, and he had heard something like a sigh just as he started. The dear, patient woman had not complained or said sharp words ; he wished she had, then mayâ€" be her pigâ€"headed husband might have seen things as they were. The truth was, the love of money had taken posâ€" | session of him, and he had sacrificed f everything. He had not hinted to his | wite that she must spare herself, and | he bad forgotten: to speak words of |: ’ It must be that she did work too hard, for when he came to reckon it up and tell over to Mrs.Bradley «ll the work she did summer and winter, it was more than he had supposed. How could she get any time for going out ? And now that he thought of it, she never went anywhere,except to church, and not always there, because often she was too tired. How different it used to be! Once she frequently went to town with him, and they occasionalâ€" ly took tea with a neighboor or drove in to sewingâ€"society. _ ‘If her busy hands feet should be still forever!‘ What awful words | He had no more calculated on any cbhange of that kind than that the old eightâ€"day clock which bad ticked on forty years should suddenly leave its place. And, then, that dreadful thought about farmers‘ wives becoming insane. He had read enough to know that melancholy is simply another speâ€" cies of insanity. What if that state should be slowly coming upon his wife, for certainly she grew more silent aad sad year by year. _The deacon was a good man, He was not going to spare himself, now that his eyes were getting wide opan. HMe went back over the years when they first came to the farin, when ‘Cynthy‘. was young and bright. She used to talk and laugh then. What had changed her into the silens woman she now was ? * When Deacon Bates had anything special on his mind he was wont to beâ€" take himse‘lf to the orchard. _ He went there now and sat down on a low, goarled limb, and leaning bis head against a tree, triâ€"d to think over the tormenting words Mrs. Bradley had just epoken. They nevtled him _ He told himself she ought to mind her ow n _business. But, after all, be had himâ€" self to blame. By his confession.â€" his. wife was a hardâ€"worked woman. It was too humiliating ! He had prided himself on being kind to animals and considerate toward help. _ Was it posâ€" sible he had been cruel to his own wife ? It must look so, or a good woâ€" man like Mrs. Bradley would not have spoken as she did. Not since the first years of their married life had (Dan‘l‘ offered to do any of her work,. What had come over him ? Mrs, Bradley half wiidly, as if such : a thing had uever crossed his mind. Then he got up, stroJe over to the line just.as his wife way about to lift the basket of clothes, and taking it from her, carried it into the house. She followed amazed. » was no light tended to Children Who Sufter she loved | From scrofulous, skin or scalp diseases all stuff, | ought to be given.Dr. Pierce‘s Golden e door and | Medical Discovery for purifying the ode off to|blood. For children who are puny, n, and he | pale or weak the ‘Discovery is & tonic igh just as | which builds up both flesh and strength nt woman| What is said of it for children applies aid sharp|equally to adalts, As an appetizing, then mayâ€"| restorative tonic, it sets at work all the aight have | processes of qrigest.ion and nutrition, The truth | rouses every gan into natural action, taken posâ€"| and it brings back health and strength, sacrificed | In recovering from ‘grippe,‘ or in conâ€" ted to his vafiescence from pneumonia, fevers, and‘ rself, and | other wasting diseases, it speedil and words of| surely invigorates and buill):;:a3 ni tha explanation. firmly. i ", "hoh are you getting now?F he asked. The clerk was about to tell when a happy thought struck him. ‘How much he asked. | _ There‘s & certain business man in Chicago who is as cranky as he can well be, and is at the same time very careless in his business affairs. But he is very rich, and has a big establishâ€" ment, and not an employee likes him. About a year ago one of the clerks, getting $1,000 a year, approached him on the subject of an increase of salary, The old man got hot in a minute, ‘ ud iiinlidetnin vatentadllfind c3 2.).1.3 whole system, For all diseases caused by ; liver or impure blood, as dyspe biliousness, if it doesn‘t cure i case, the money is returned. PW i ‘Women are curio-ua. you to laugh instead of â€"The Home Queen, Smd e oo atiem oo eR Ns P only ery and cry as if she would never stop, while her husband murmured as he stroked her hair :â€" _ ‘It means, little woman, that I‘ve been an old brute. TI‘ve let you slave yourself ‘most to death with not a mite of fun thrown in. Now it‘s going to be stopped. I‘m going to take care of you the rest of the way. What would you say now to takin‘ a trip out West next month to see your sister Hanâ€" nah ? It was too much."" Mrs. Bates aanld _ ‘And, Cynthy,‘ he said, ‘you must have it made up nice, like Mrs. Bradâ€" ley‘s, with some ribbon & flutterin‘ in, the wind.‘ ‘What‘s the matter with you, Dan‘l" his wife asked, anxiously. ‘Whatever does all this mean ? A more dazed woman than Batesd could not be found, whe husband, that night, after eve eise had gone to bed, presentec with a roll of handsome cashmere _ Mrs. Bradley gyas deliglhited ; she woulld be glag ;toflelp. W bhat would he like ? ‘Oh, you must settle that : some: thing sort o‘ladylike ; black, I guess : and get some of that soft, white stuif such‘as you wear to go round her neck and some ribbons and all the trin. min‘s.‘ _ _ r ‘I"m much obliged to you, Mrs,1 ley, for giving me a hint about wiffvlnst night. I have been as b as lan o‘d bat. But ‘nough â€"s Thirgs‘ll be different. Now I wan ask lanother ffavor. _I. wish you‘d j out & dress for my wifeâ€"a nice thatfll do for best. I‘m going to t her fut West to see her sister w the grops are all in. She don‘t kno word about it yet.‘ Ip the afternoon Mr. Bates drove to towin, and as Mrs. Bradley had the day before said she wished to match soms worsteds, he took her along, takâ€" ingroccasion to as they were well on the[r may :â€" to her and laying his hand upon her hfad, euid ;:â€"â€" * ‘Come, mother, you‘d better not wahit up for the boys ; Td go right to bqtl, if I were you.‘ He continued to smooth her hair as bd‘said it, and Mrs. Bates presently sat up straight aod wondering. It was long sincs her husband had lost the babit of bestowing little endearâ€" m@nts ; he used often to do this very thing in the old days Was Daniel going to die " ‘ _ fFhe next morning, soon after breakâ€" fast, Mr. Bates went away in his spring wagon, returning in the space of two hours with the strong, capable girl who »ssisted them on extra occasions, anâ€" noyncing to his wife that Sophia Milis ‘ had come to stay till the ‘heft of the sumpmer‘s work‘ was over, ‘and mimll you keep her busy,‘ he to‘d the astonâ€" ished woman, ‘and you get some time to pest.‘ | Making a Raise. dazed_ woman than Mrs & y“r;’ hO be found, when her ght, after everyone 1 3 P 1 have been as blind But ‘nough said. rent. . Now I want to r. I. wish you‘d pick iy wifeâ€"s nice one . _ I‘m going to take see her sister when u. â€" She don‘t know a as d yépgpsii. and Loâ€"'P'agQ 2. I looked for cry, Cynthy.‘ hint about my presented' her in every a torpid replied up the w e m westee 3 am now blessed perfect «digest; ’I‘l 'ell.-&'n‘x;mt"lnnu:g f""‘a woman. I most cheerfully reâ€" your Paine‘s Celery Comâ€" the troubles I ve experienced, as I ;:,_,""“ will give them instant reâ€" found no relief from sufl'â€";mxâ€"gmv’Yo:; Paine‘sâ€"Cele Compound was hi hly reeommandecriy to me, and T finallyl‘de- w'e it a fair trikl, I am aBâ€" toni at the great benefits I have received by using your medicine, T The following letter from Mrs Wheeler,of Windsor Mills,P.Q., that women have a mighty and friend to deliver them from su and trouble :â€" ‘I have been troubled with in ion, sleeplessness and general d for about three years ; I have under the care of doctors and used ‘medicines for a long time found no rerief from suffering. Paine‘sâ€"Celery Compound weL 1 hrad fiesh, muscle and tissue; it bmce: the nervous system; gives health, vigor and youthful strength. 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Davitt Druggist. mysteriou Runrcmamew CurEn x American Rheumatic Cure and Neuralgia, radically cur Its rction upon the i x(em i _ O‘Hovlibanâ€" Yer A ctlebrating the New Ye Police Magistrate . â€"= New Year O‘Hoolihan~"Yis, y. day was the Jewish Ne Anper, I‘m a Jew." Police Magistrateâ€"* fast for ten days with t Police â€" Magistra you are charged wit} Manday. â€" \Yi:at has it ?H For man, who, as it is : flicted with deu{nc«. versation that took Tom: "I beg your Deaf Old Genti. what d‘ye say 1 Tom (raising his \ pardon, sir." Deraf ‘3‘d im iom was always <chool for politeness railway platform o; taily trod on the 1. Deat O]4 c ess my hea 1) it oul« doing good to a)l. epeaking evil of none hearing before judging. thinking before speaking. holdiog an angry tongue. being kind to the distressed. asking pardon for all wrongé. being patient tawards ever; disbeh'eviug TRY Nemmtomew CNE APPLICATION OF ThE _ C3â€" m 80â€" uT 17 Opping the ears of a talebeat t at () cxa&lc \“u_ , Q_eu\ralg,c d d Ten Things t Good Bxens 111 Com h on s H it most of the A e8d pat €bPa \'flnp 1) W othes 11 Th *g yopr 8CCidey, d C"itle. * as d C ant © 10 the Lrd On dor, al he It ooUNTY AXN ghain MNYC‘. / in the Urited A lady in 0 have ber name to Oommandet Army, 'in AlC Castle. / Messrs. \\ Bnngfuvd. s t David Car Paris, die i eating an °xC nuté, | of the A monstrou on whe farm of It measured_ i ip., the Jarges The ip., shorte: stump th« in circuwat killed the which sle} Mro J resident Ewsley, bush was inslant!\ years 0‘< (AL ,\lle‘( an c,}wr other ds or, whi HMagen : her pio~ shall, o millers, 1 the bus of flam not y tents he bas \‘('r‘y B asylum suranco the ] s« the bu. SQU. the s sudd Hett â€" terioo with about mmecha Tues large. b di( t 1‘0:';- the Our &cho ti 9 Teschers â€" Comven Thuud;.;. anod d borgimn serv > > s last Sunday afror Mr., Geo. Buliseâ€" driving piles $. 9l it ds rukoren c going to rneulls the roumor may ; Wilkin has enary J. Ebv is buridin barn.... Mr. Qui house opposite Con booming up in t Oberhoitzer has u !lctor_v & complete erected a now. and 6 new shafting and . the engine and se sive woodâ€"woarkin; but not the least a1 Inill. Mr. U. dese his lanudable enter; establishment will in the county of W MeAllister is afliv his many customes supplied with first Reading in the bar fore appear that h struck this town . »iÂ¥ike of Preston w ing. â€" He is erectil and improved dry eration be will tal from the stump ar turn it out ready the course of ten d & stump to the f Sacie Shc The e News County : From Tll(’ re which v:o rivel eral manufa 11 Al J ro f1 1\ Bloo 0