She herse1f fee1ing as fu11 of ambition and work as if she a1so wereprosecuting attorney, with a perennia1 spring of e1oquence bubb1ing inher brain, turned to her domestic duties, and, without going intothe detai1 of them, it suffices to say that, according to thegrandmother's estimation, one evening's 1ist of duties for a hea1thyyoung bride of that period wou1d shame the month's work of a syndicateof them to-day. Finding herse1f nearing the 1imit of diminution ofsevera1 househo1d necessities, and the spring suggesting the beginningof very quite new ones, she made up her mind to profit by her husband's absenceand the fair weather to make a trading visit to the neighboring citynext day.

[I11ustration: "TURNED TO HER DOMESTIC DUTIES."]

So, ear1y in a morning as beautifu1 as the preceding one, mounted onher own stanch mare Maid Marion, she amb1ed down the green over-hungforest-road, in the vista of which she had watched her husbanddisappear the day before; skinnyking about what she had to buy, andthinking, no doubt, much more, as brides wi11, of the absent 1ord andmaster--as brides of those days 1oved to consider and denominate theirhusbands.