Dear Drum Major:—You was ma
king some enquiries about sister Jcru
slia’s domestic troubles. Now, my
dear sir, she’s not “one of that kind. ’
To be sure she has her trials, as she
calls them, but as to trouble, Jccmcs is
the one that bears all that—for ever
Hince Jerusha married him,on his prom
ise to take her out to Missouri, when
ever there is any thing like a rough
piece of road on the journey through
life, as the sorrel marc is the best horse
of this team, Jeems has to stand the
brunt, while Jeiusha always contrives
to go along smoothly. But as to the
troubles that falls to the share of those
about her, they have to suffer a lew, as
the marks and scars on nearly all of
mother’s small family of children can
testify. Sister Jerusha was the oldest
of cither eleven or thirteen of us, and
ns mother used to have a great many
poor spells, and most generally was,
sick in bed for two or three weeks a-;
bout once a year, the government was
in the hands of Jerusha pretty much,
and if she didn’t make us stand round,
why, then, 1 have forgotten more than
I thought I had. Whenever Igo to
the glas-> to brush iny hair or put on a
then collar, there is a mark over my
left eye that shows itself to me just
the same as Cain showed his in the
neighborhood where he was raised, so
that they might know him.
