Rensselaer Union, Volume 7, Number 37, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 June 1875 — Moving. [ARTICLE]

Moving.

A woman’s idea of moving is to wear a pair of odd shoes, her husband's linen duster, a damaged lioopskirt, and a last year’s jockey turned hind-side before. Thus formidably attired, with a pocket full of screws, nails and picture-cords, and a limber-bl&ded case-knife in one hand and a broom in the other, she is prepared to believe that something is about to be done. The first thove she makes is at the parlor carpet. She takes up two tacks in about fifteen minutes, puts them in a pint saucer in the middle of the floor where it will not be in the way. Then she goes into the hall to tell the carman to be careful in bringing down the large rocking-chair, as her mother gave it to hen After that she darts into the kitchen, stops suddenly in the middle of the room and says: “ Now, what is it I was going to do?” and then races up-stairs with"a great bustle on suddenly remembering that a pair of vases were not packed away in the bedding. But they were packed away, and then she comes back saying that she has so much to do she don’t really know what she is about Afterward she draws up the glassware to put in a barrel, and after packing away a couple ot tumblers and a salt-cellar takes down her dresses and examines them with as much care as if she was going to a ball and the carriage was already at the door. In the midst of this survey she suddenly thinks of something else, and rushes off to attend to it, the knife-case in one hand, the broom in the other. When the stove is taken down she is there —when the bureau is being lifted she is in the exact way of the man who is going backward—when the carman gets up on the best chair to take down a frame she is there to rebake him. She attends to everything. She makes her husband go outdoors and clean his feet. She gets in the way when they are moving the icechest. She leaves the dust-pan where the carman’s assistant can step on the handle and have it turn with him at a most unfortunate timet She gets the broomstick entangled with her husband’s legs, which makes him swear. She tries to lift a two-bushel basket of crockery, and finding she cannot do it tells the carman she is not so strong as she used to be, and then contests herself with carrying down an old wooden chair which has jut been brought op-stairs to be used in removing things from the walls, and which has to be found and brought up again by some one else. But it is loading where she stakes herself conspicuous. She brings out a ten-inch looking glpmand wants it laid on the bottom of the cart, and she don’t want anything else to go on until she can Sto her work-basket. She thinks ■tore and the bed-room set should ride together, and is quite confidant if the bureau is permitted to stand on the cart as it does it will never again be fit to be seen. The carman steps on her and walks over her, and is swearing all U»e while down his throat, bat she don’t mind him. She knows that load

isn’t put on as it ought to bo and there is room for lots o$ things yet. She brings on a clock, and a length of damaged stovepipe, and a pair of old boots covered with mildew, and a small basket of empty spice boxes, and an old gaiter, and the back of a worn-out vest, and wants them all put on the cart She says there is plenty of room, and the things will come useful some time, and they don’t take up any room anyway. And just as the cart is moving away she rushes after it with a second-hand peach-can stuffed with debris, successfully introduces it into the load, and then comes back in triumph. And while the carman 1b gone she is just as busy as she can be telling the woman next door that she can put three times as much stuff on that cart as Is on it, and if she has to move again she believes she will give up and die.— Dan burg New. _ _