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The Autumn House Cleaning

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She bas got on a torn dress, hitched up at onc sitie sufficiently to rcveal ui inbuttoned shoo ; there are flakes of vhitcwash in her hair and on hor chin ; ïer dress is wet, her nngers aro paíjoiled, and her thumb has been split vith a hammer, but her eye is as cloar and bright as that of a Major-General on field day. Slie pick3 up a handful of kirta and skims through the apartments, eeing tive hundred things that should e done at once, and trying to do them; uid overy time she comes in reach of he dresser, she snatches a look into the ;lass and shoves a fresli hairpin into her lilapidated coil. And thus planted in lie dcbris, like a queen on her throne, he unblushingly asserts that " It's an wful job;" "Everything is in wretchcd shape;" 'Til be so glad when this is over;" " It does seem as if rny back will snap in two;" " I'm a good mind to say 111 never clean house again so long as I live." And then lier mind unconsciously soars heavenward, and she wonder if there will be a house-cleaning season there, and if not, how a heaven can be made of it. It is this speculation which gives her that dreamy expression whon she is cntting vour bread with tho soap


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Michigan Argus