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from the mundane task, and feel ourselves
intruders instead of guests, and each
would dread her turn of entertaining the H. I.
We should feel like a party of magpies
and could no longer feel that "a man's
house is his castle."

Another comer in soap, the joyful
announcement that soap has come, meets
with genuine delight, now we will all
try it once more _ and the minutes will
again teem with the interesting, but uncertain
question of soap _ This time, it
came so fast that that it could scarcely be
gotten in the store, before it was there
of course it did something unusual, it
always does _ either it comes like lightening
or else it keeps us on the anxious bench for
hours sometimes days _ We think the charm
of soap lies in its uncertainty. If it rose like
cream, or came like butter, we would feel no
interest in it _ but its very coyness, is its most
potent charm _ So lets never "say die", but keep
on trying as long as we have strength & sense
enough left to put the materials together _

We are told that allowing your hands to
[brand?] them selves _ has proved to be more economical,
& most satisfactory. One of
our readers being absent and the other