Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-04-16


giving Jonas shake, cried We've got home, my
flower! Tumble up then !'
He was so far recovered as 10 be able n respond
to this appeal, and to come stumbling out of the
coach in heap, to the great hazard of Mr., Bail.
ey's person. When he got upon the pavement.
Mr.. Bailey first bulted al him in front, and then
dexterously propped him up behind; and having
steadied him by these means, he assisted him into
the house.
You 20 up first with the light" said Bailey to
Mrs. Jonas, sand we'll foller. Don't trembIe SO.
He won't hurt you. When I've had drop too
much, Pm full of good nature myself"
She went on before; and ner husband and Bailey,
by dinl of rumbng over each other, and knocking
themselves about, got a, last into the sitting room
at owe stairs, where Jonas staggered into seat.
There 2" said Mr.. Bailey. He's all rights
now. You amt got nothing TO cry for, bless you
He's Fighter than trive,!'
There ill-favoured brute. with dress awry, and
dropping, and rolling his idotic eyes about, until.
becoming conscious by degrees, he recognised his
wife, and shook his fist at her.
sAh !" cried Mr.. Bailey, squaring his arms with
sudden emotion. 'What, you're vicious are
you? Would you though! You'd better not"
PRAY, 90 away" said Merry. Bailey, my
good boy, 90 home. Jonas! she SAID (: timidIy
laying her hand upon his shoulder, and bending
her head down, over him; 'Jonas!
Look at her! cried Jonas, pushing her off
with his extended arm. Look here! look al her!
Here's bargain for a man!
Dear Jonasr
Dear devil = he replied, " ith fierce GESTURE,
you're pretty clog to be tied to man for life,
YOU mewling, white-faced cat! Get out of my
sigh;!'
Il know you don't mean it, Jonas. You wold'nt
say it if you were sober.
With affected gaty she gave Bailey piece OF
money, and again implored him TO be gone. Her
entrealy was now so earnest. that the boy had not
the heart to stay there. But he stopped al the
bottom ofihe stairs and listened.
4 wouldn't say it i'll was sober = retorted Jo-
mas. You know better. Have never said il
when | was sober!
Often, indeed she answered through her
tears.
"Hark vet cried Jonas, stamping his foot on
the ground. You made me bear your pretty hu-
mors once. and ecod I'll make you bear mine
now. always promised myself | would.
married you that might. I'll know who's mas
ter and who's sIavep
Heaven knows I'm obedient = said the sobbing
girl. much more so than ever thought to be =
Jonas laughed in his drunken exul;ation.-
sWhat you're finding il out. are YOU Patience,
and you will in time! Griffins have claws, my
girl. There's not pretty slight you ever put up
on me, nor pretty trick you ever played me, nor
a pretty insolence you ever showed me, that
won't paw back hundred fold. What else did
marry you for. You, toop he said, with coarse
contempt. - @s
1t might have sohened him-inde6 il might
to hear her turn lite fragment of song he used
to say he liked trying, with heart so full to
win him oack.
don't hear me, chi So much the better for you.
hate myself for having been fool enoug to strap
a pack upon my back for the pleasure oftreadIng
on il whenever choose. Why, things have open
ed to me now, so that might marry almost where
liked. But l wouldn't; I'D keep single. l
ought to be single, among the friends | know
Instead of that, here am tied like log TO YOU
Pah! Why do you show your pale face when
come home? Am never to forget you?
How late it is 7 said she cheerfully opening
the shutter, after an interval of silence. Broad
day, Jonas !!
Broad day or black night, what do care = was
the kind rejoinder.
"The night passed quickly, too. don't mind
sitting up. at all
sit up FOR me again, ifyou dare = growled Jo-
mas
i was reading she proceeded, 'all night long.
began when you went out, and read I'LL you
come home again. The strangest story, Jonas
And true, the book says. III tell you to-mor-
row.
True was ~ said Jonas, doggedly.
so the book says
Was there any thing in it. about a mans being
determined to conquer his iwi(e. break her Esprit,
bend her temper, crush all her humors like so ma
ny nutshells; kill her for aught know?" said Jo-
mas.
NO. Not word she answered quickly.
'Ahp he returned ahat' be true story before
long though for all the book says nothing about it.
It's al lying book see. A fit bookfor lying rea-
der. But you're deaf; forgot that
There was another interval of silence and the
boy stealing away, when he heard her foot
step on the floor. and stopped. She went up to
him, as it seemed. and spoke lovingly: ssyng
that she would defer to him in every thing, and
would consult his wishes and obey them, and they
might be very happy he would be very gentle
with her: He answered with an mprecalion,