Family life -- Fiction; Farm life -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction
As she slowly descended the stairs with the rocking chair, she thought,
"Nothing could be more suiterble. We are both about the same age; I am
most respecterbly connected--in fact, I regard myself as somewhat his
superior in this respect; he is painfully undeveloped and irreligious
and thus is in sore need of female influence; he is lonely and
down-hearted, and in woman's voice there is a spell to banish care;
worst of all, things are going to waste. I must delib'rately face the
great duty with which Providence has brought me face to face. At
first, he may be a little blind to this great oppertunity of his
life--that I must expect, remembering the influence he was under so
many years--but I will be patient and, by the proper use of language,
place everything eventually before him in a way that will cause him to
yield in glad submission to my views of the duties, the privileges, and
the responserbilities of life."
So active was Mrs. Mumpson's mind that this train of thought was
complete by the time she had ensconced herself in the rocking chair by
the fireless kitchen stove. Once more Jane seized her hand and dragged
her up. "You must help," said the child. "I 'spect him every minnit and
I'm scart half to death to think what he'll do, 'specially if he finds
out we've been rummagin'."
"Jane," said Mrs. Mumpson severely, "that is not a proper way of
expressing yourself. I am housekeeper here, and I've been inspecting."
"Shall I tell him you've been inspectin'?" asked the girl keenly.
"Children of your age should speak when they are spoken to," replied
her mother, still more severely. "You cannot comprehend my motives and
duties, and I should have to punish you if you passed any remarks upon
my actions."
"Well," said Jane apprehensively, "I only hope we'll soon have a chance
to fix up them drawers, for if he should open 'em we'd have to tramp
again, and we will anyway if you don't help me get supper."
"You are mistaken, Jane," responded Mrs. Mumpson with dignity. "We
shall not leave this roof for three months, and that will give me ample
time to open his eyes to his true interests. I will condescend to
these menial tasks until he brings a girl who will yield the deference
due to my years and station in life."
Between them, after filling the room with smoke, they kindled the
kitchen fire. Jane insisted on making the coffee and then helped her
mother to prepare the rest of the supper, doing, in fact, the greater
part of the work. Then they sat down to wait, and they waited so long
that Mrs. Mumpson began to express her disapproval by rocking
violently. At last, she said severely, "Jane, we will partake of
supper alone."
"I'd ruther wait till he comes."
"It's not proper that we should wait. He is not showing me due
respect. Come, do as I command."
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