Farm life -- Fiction; Farmers' spouses -- Fiction; Kansas -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction; Psychological fiction
hastily prepared, for the afternoon had gone and much of the regular
morning's work still remained to be done. With flying feet, Elizabeth
attacked the task of getting things in order, and it was a relief when
John, who had left the last chores to Jake, came in and helped her. They
had hardly ever been left alone in the house in all the three months they
had been married, and to Elizabeth it was working in fairyland to have
John make one side of a bed's clothes lie smooth while she pulled and
straightened at the other.
With Mrs. Hunter gone, John took up the task of drilling his young wife in
the Hunter ways. To Elizabeth he was a model husband. She contrasted her
father's stupid inability and unwillingness inside of his home with the
orderly and systematic way in which John Hunter helped her. John took part
in whatever household function was taking place in his presence. He wiped
the dishes if she washed them; if a carpet was to be swept he handled the
broom if he were there to do it, and he never went to the field without
filling the reservoir and water pail as well as the coal scuttle and cob
basket. He assumed the management of cooking and housework so subtly that
the unsophisticated girl saw only his helpfulness; in fact, he had only
helpfulness in mind. John had ideas of neatness and order which made of
housekeeping a never-ending process, but John himself laboured steadily
toward their accomplishment, and he was so successful in inspiring her
with those same ideals that her pride helped her over many a weary day's
cleaning. She entered into them week after week and became expert at
ironing, baking, and all the little offices of the domestic altar. All her
strength was given to her work each day, and for a time she succeeded
comfortably, but as the days shortened and the routine became more
exacting she longed for the out-of-door freedom in which she had been
raised.
Christmas passed, and still Elizabeth had entered no house except her own
since her marriage in October. This would not have disturbed her, for she
was not a girl who cared for visiting, if it had not been that Aunt Susan
was being neglected.
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