The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1845-03-14
Pay! pay! pay
MARRIED MEN by ONE WHO KNOWS
THEM

THEM.
man is born Betty-he may be born genius
mechanican, musician, poet, or fnancier TIL
Betty may adore his wife and children, be an hon
orable man Of business. and acquit himself of al
those duties which society imposes, but his hom
will still be disagreeable. '
Breakfast is served The wife takes up tn
morning paper, while she sips her coffee, and ou
domestic gentleman amuses himself by maxim!
toast. For few moments he is absorbed in silen
contemplation of the glowing embers, but in
short time he calls the attention of his wife, ant
says, sDid you put stick of wood on the fire las
evening when went out'"
GA stick of wood my dear! What did you say p
81 was not talking Hebrew, believe. When
went out last evening, at nine O'clock there wert
two sticks on the fire, large and small one; enougl
to last ill bedtime. I don't want to prevent YOU
having as much fire as you please, but want tc
keep an exact account; for this morning fount
three brands. Now, how could there be three
brands if you did not burn third stick"
"Ah my dear, how vexatious you are some
times. I may or may not have put on more wood
/ am trying to read an article which interests me
and you must needs interrupt me about paltry
stick of woodn'
The domestic gentleman is silent, and contents
himself with whistling TO himself in low tone,
a thing which he is in the habit of doing, when he
is dissatisfied with reply.
AT breakfast the butter arrests his attention
"How much did you pay for this butter?" he
asks.
"I don't know, I'm sure"
"Dont know! Good heavens! what do you
mesn!"
"The servant purchased TT
aYou learned the price from her, of course?"
ayes, yes, I remember-it was thirty-slx cents,
Ibelieve."
"You 6elieue! Here, Sally, Sally!"
The servant makes her appearance, and is ar
raigned before the domestic man.
CHOW much was this butter, Sally"
s."Thrty-six cents, sir"
-"Thirty-six cents pound'"
"Of course-it wasn't thirty six cents frkin,"
replies the young lady, with dsdainful and rath-
er daring curl Of the lip; and as she leaves the
room she INDUCES herself with the housemads
luxury of siamming the door behind her.
"Thirty-six cents pound!" repeats the domes-
tic man. "Thirty-six cents! It is truly frighGul
to think Of ate some capital butter at Bilson's
the other morning, and he only paid thirty-two
cents. Bilson's butter was the better of the two"
"When the housemaid commences the daily task
of sweeping the room-a task which would seem
to carry its rewards with it, to judge by the cheer
full zeal with which it is commonly performed
the domestic husband is always before the servants
broom, peering into every corner, solicitous to
detect cobwebs, and pushing his scrutiny into
every hole and corner. Some time before the din
uer hour he is accustomed to make solemn tour
tothe kitchen. He is an habitual litter of pot-ids
and an ipquisitor of tin kitchens and rejecting ba.
kers II the old fashion Of roasting meat is still
honored 10 his family, he draws bis stool to the |
chimney sorner, and bskes the crown of his head |
sshe bends over the fire, and whips up the turn.
spit into ullgalop. He hovers over an unknown
dish in doubt awhile, and then summons the
cook. & Ek
"What have you here?"
t"Fricasseed chicken. sir.p rIp{
'.Haye you put in any nushrooms2, !.
'"Certainly, SIR" va i".tf