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griddlft over the fire to get hot and begin 
to set the table. While pancakes are 
baking I finish setting table, and make 
a tapioca pudding for the children’s school 
lunche.s. 
One of the little boys gets in wood 
enovigh to last me through the d.ay ; the 
other fills water pail and reservoir. Here 
comes son with the milk, one of the girls 
finishes baking cakes and I strain the 
milk and run it through the separator, 
taking out some whole milk for our por¬ 
ridge. As fast as the children finish their 
chores they come to breakfast, and while 
they are eating I do up their lunches. 
The babies are both awake by this time, 
and Phoebe, their “little mother,” brings 
big baby out and puts him in his chair at 
table, then gets little babe, whom she 
holds and feeds his oatmeal. If Laddie 
is downstairs he holds babe while sister 
gets ready for s<‘hool, or she puts the 
little fellow in his gocart. 
The boys ne.xt turn out the cows to 
water and clean stables. After putting 
the cattle in again they get ready for 
school, and I am left alone with the little 
ones. 
Now I have my breakfast, then clear up 
the table and shake the cloth. Next I 
wash and dre.ss big baby. This always 
takes .some time, for he kisses me .so much 
and likes so well to play that I can’t 
hurry. 
I.ittle babe’s turn comes next for a 
good wash and clean “coaties.” lie en¬ 
joys it, too, and never cries a hit, but 
how he does like to kick his stockings off 
—just when I have them almost fastened. 
I’utting babe in the gocart. Laddie takes 
care of him while I make the boys’ bed 
and sweep their room. After the room 
is freshened I close the window and put 
the children in there to play, while I 
sweep and dust the kitchen. Big baby 
calls a magnet a “picker-up,” and that 
just fits me. Every morning I spend just 
so much time picking up after this house¬ 
ful of lively boys and girls. The doors 
are open while I’m sweeping, and until all 
dust is out, if the day is fine, I leave one 
open and the children play out on the 
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The Story of a Day 
It didn’t need the ringing of our busy 
little alarm clock to waken me this morn¬ 
ing. Big baby coughed several times 
through the night, and I was on the 
watch for first sound of croup, so at every 
move he or little baby made I awakened. 
Bising carefully, so a.s not to disturb them, 
I dre.ssed quickly, then built the kitchen 
fire. The big boys are usually up first 
niul have the fire built and teakiUtle boil¬ 
ing before they call me, but .sometimes I 
surprise them. Opening the door the 
fresh breeze sweeps through and makes 
one glad to he alive. Several windows 
were oiien all night, hut we like to keep 
the doors shut, and open them for a while 
every morning. 
After indulging in a good wash, my 
day’s work begins. I fill teakettle with 
fre.sh water, init the kettle of oatmeal on 
center lid to heat through, and fill fire¬ 
box with wood. The big boys are almost 
ready now. One takes the milk pail and 
goes to barn, the other brings me a gar¬ 
ment that needs a little mending. When 
finished he dons it and goes to care for 
the hor.scs. I call the girls and small 
boys, then beat uji the pancakes, put 
veranda, .\fter filling and cleaning lamps 
1 go at the dishes, (letting clean water 
I next wash the separator, jiutting it out¬ 
side in the sun to dry. Then I tidy up 
the other ivwrns. 
It is now nearly noon and I get a lunch 
for the little ones and myself. (lathering 
u{) these few dishes I set them away to 
be washed after supper. I see to the fire, 
shut all drafts, and, cautioning Laddie to 
take, good care of the babies, I hurry 
out to the barns—first to water and feed 
the horses, so they will he ready to work 
when the boys got home ; then I feed the 
cows. Back again in the house I see babe 
is getting sleepy, so I take him and “bye” 
him to sleep, looking over the paper as I 
do .so. I always keep a book or paper 
handy, so, while I’m holding babe, I can 
read, too. Laddie goes out and hunts 
the eggs, and big baby is watching some 
robins hopping about under the big maple 
trees. He begins singing, “Robin, robin 
redbreast, singing on the bough,” then 
stops to see where they’ve gone to. When 
he .spies them again he goes on, “Come 
and get your breakfast, I will feed you 
now.” I look over a big pile of stockings 
—mostly holes, it seems to me—and try 
to make one pair out of every two. Be¬ 
fore I’m half through it’s time to think 
about supper, so I make a rice pudding 
and put it in the oven to bake, while I 
peel potatoes and put them to boil. Then 
I make two pans of corn muffins and a 
hatch of spice cookies for tomorrow’s 
lunches. 1 then set the table, make 
cream gravy, and have supper all ready 
when the children get home. 
After supper one boy cleans off and 
harne.sses the horses, and takes them out 
to work on the oat ground till nearly sun- 
ilown, then brings them back and tends 
to them for the night. The other hoy 
milks, feeds calves, cleans the stable anil 
feeds the cattle. The younger boys take 
the cattle down to water, and after put¬ 
ting them in again get the woodbox filled 
and fresh water in pail and teakettles. 
Then they drive the geese into their pen ; 
and after picking up stones a while in 
the garden, they have a game of ball to¬ 
gether before dark. I often wonder about 
these stones—we’ve been picking them up 
and carting them off the garden ever since 
we’ve been here, and yet there seem to 
be as many as ever. The girls clear the 
table, strain and run the evening’s milk 
through separator and wash the dishes. 
I have a stack of mending and sewing to 
do, and I work at it as long as I can see. 
Then I mix the pancakes for morning 
and put the oatmeal on to cook. .Sister 
I’hoebe and I get the babies ready for bed, 
and one by one the other children go to 
rest, too. At last they are all asleep, 
and the house is quiet. 
This is my hour, the only time I have 
to read or write in jieace. Some nights 
there are several letters to write; other 
times I have mmiding or sewing that 
must be done. As soon as the garden is 
ready for planting my evenings will be 
spent there instead of at the machine. 
This month has been so cold and stormy 
until the last few days that everything is 
late up here. Last night we had' a heavy 
rain and tonight it’s raining again. This 
will stop work on the oat ground for a 
while, but the boys can build fence. In 
a week or so we will start drawing milk 
to the cheese factory ; that will mean get¬ 
ting up an hour earlier. The “new time” 
is a fine thing for a great many people, 
for us, too, since the boys are home from 
school .so much earlier, and they have a 
better chance to get the work <lone. 
And so another day has gone, for me 
only filled with little thing.s, all “have- 
tos.” The “want-tos” that I long to do 
are laid on the shelf, and must stay there 
till I get the wherewithal to make them 
come true. I am thankful for health and 
strength to care for the children given me, 
and twice thankful that we are protecte<l 
by 'I'he Star Sfiangled Banner; forever 
may it wave. ji. s. 
Oneida Co., N. Y. 
When Mildred Promised 
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door, .saying: “I don’t want to hurt 
your feeiing.s Mr. Matthews”—was she 
quoting his words of the berry field in¬ 
tentionally?—“but please don’t consider 
a man shiftless after this because he 
doesn’t choose to make money in vour 
way.” 
It took both of them so long to collect 
their thoughts that she had reached the 
door before Henry intercepted her. 
“Mildred,” he said, “do you remember 
what you promised in that berry field last 
July?” 
The eyes looking into his were clear 
and steady as the sunlight falling across 
the floor. 
“That one hundred-acre farm of ours.” 
she answered, “is sorely in need of a 
good manager. Father would like very 
much to have one he could trust, and if 
your father thinks-” 
“Ilis father thinks there’s no fool like 
an old fool,” the elder Matthews inter¬ 
rupted. “Mildred, will you please name 
the day when that new management can 
take charge of your farm and I can return 
this mortgage money to you as a wedding 
pre.<4ent?” r. r. rusiiixci. 
