The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1844-06-08
The Uypocrilical Husband at
Home.

"Why the devil ism, breakfast ready?'
This is the genllcman's first 'sdlutlon
to the morn delivered in tone OF voice
admirably expressive of having arisen from
his couch with a determination of being
in a particularly ill humor for The rest OF
the day, or, as the saying is, got out OF
bed wrong end FOREMOST
''Bul, my dear. it is not late"
''Nol late, not late Suppose chose
TO have breakfast IA tri6e earlier than usual
when Pm half starved. But people are
SO internally lazy in this house-Ah! here
it comes at last The old story-muddy
coffee. 1t is strange that can never be
allowed drop of chocolate Of which am
SO passiona,eIy fond"
swell, my dear, why do you never
mention it be forehand?'
why do you never ask me ii ! should
prefer ~
~ OH generally take coffee -cvcn when
We have chocolate upon the table"
And what Of that! The very reason
why ! should prefer now and then rho-
coiale for change. Al any rate, it would
not give you great deal of trouble, to ask
my pleasure once in a while. Who male
that fire? Or rather who was idiolic
enough to imagine that that pile Of green
logs could ever be converted in blaze
Pill be d--dif the people in this house
know enough to make fire. Pray can
you inform me what this dark colored
mess is supposed to represent"
That is brown bread toast
Il thought So by heavens! this was put
upon the table, expressly to enrage me
you know hate the cursed stun. heard
some one ring this mornins-who was
iR'
"Why that yonng nah, that-whal's
his name who has been to see you
know told him you had gone out
you say he's such bore. knew you
wouldn't like to be bothered with him at
breakfast time"
1.-The married man throws him self back
in his chair and smiles the unollendng Ia
bile with his fist, to the evident astonsh-
ment of the cups and saucers."
sand who The devil authorized you to
deny me to my friends? You are al "ays
making some cursed bIunder. made
u particular appointment with that young
man to see him this morning. An! you
have told him was not at home! 1t seems
to be your sole study to see what you can
do 10 put me in passion"
And in his rage, he nconsciously
brings one elbow in contact with his col-
fee cup-which consequently losing its
equilibrium the contents are duly dcliv-
cred upon his brocade dressing gown.
''Thcre by ID! Now hope you're
saiislied-you have been the means OF
4uining my morning gown, which cost
me twelve dollars day before yesterday!
sim sure didn't request you to upset
your coffee"
"But you put me in passion"
81 put you in a passion! You have been
cross as bear ever since you got up"
Take care! Don'l impose too much
upon my good nature"
you're a brute, for all you're SC
mighty loving before folks"
will you held your ,ongue?"
"Every body thinks you're pattern oI
a husband, and that ! am the happiesl
wife in the world. Oh! if they knew how
you abuse me when we are by ourselves. ,
"Will you hold your tongueF' with
grinding accompaniment OF the tee'll.)
sand yet, before company, | must pre-
tend to be nightly pleased when you
kiss me Pah!''
"Ifyou don't old your tongue this IN
slant lll throw this cup at your head''
"You dare mott you dare not, you vile
monster!'
sab! Pm monster am Pm -
Whz and cup is launched at her heac
with the very bes, intentions, which how
ever are frustrated by the lady's STOPPING
with celebrity which could only have
been acquired by the most frequent ant
perservcring practice. She escapes TIT
missile, but alas! not the brutal blow
which speedily follows il from The hare
hand of the HypocriticaL Husband, wh'
doubtless considers 1t his duty 10 runisl
her for his having broken coffee cup an'
damaged dressing gown.