Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1847-09-17

home Of higher pretensions but her move
were ungentle, her aspect ungracious,
and thus all these pleasant proprieties were
Of the atmosphere that could alone
give them brightness and warmth.
George, under the effect Of the homeward
scolding had not spoken since he came in
he merely looked up on her briefly telling
him if he wanted beer to 90 and fetch it, and
rising he took his hat and went out. He
had not proceeded many steps before he over
took and fell into talk with a fellow-work-
man. The latter was in a state of great ex-
element he had just left his home under
the influence of strong disgust and excessive
annoyance from his wife, a slatternly woman,
and he sought relief by indulging in violent
invective against her, declaring, with an i'm
petuous oath, his determination to spend half
the night at the public house.
an just show her," he continued, 'that
il she won't make comfort for me at home,
I'll make il for my self abroad"
"No no." eXpostulated Robinson, "you
will only make bad worse-you'l take too
much and spend too much, Walker " he
added, putting his hand on the shoulder of
his companion-"Bessie is a soft, gentle
creature-a woman full of kindness; and,
oh, God! what a blessing must that be -
Take my advice, Walker, and go home"
"Home!" he repeated. "What have | to
go home to! There's no fire the children
are all up and squalling; everything at six
es and sevens-in fact, the whole place is in
an uproar. No, if she likes to live in aden |
don't, and what's more | wont. She'll drive
me to something desperate-an untidy, slip.
shod hussey!"
From this brief interview Robinson return
ed home with new feelings the excitement
and interest that Walker had created had rou-
sed him from the condition of morbid feeling
to which he had yielded. He placed the bright
pot, with its head Of foam, upon the table,
and with a fresh eye, as if he then scanned
them for the first time, looked upon the APP
p~liances to comfort that surrounded him.
The room was at the moment vacant, his
survey was therefore uninterrupted. His
face frightened as he gazed upon the little
panorama. During his absence, his slippers
had been put before the fire; his house jack
ct hung on the back of his chair on another,
his clean linen for the next day airing-all
spoke the kindness of a woman who yet
could rarely utter a kind word. His heart at
the moment full of her merits from the con-
trast that had been forced upon his conside-
ration, would, had he obeyed the impulse of
his natural character have led him to seek
her and given warm expression TO his feel
ings, but they had been so often checked by
her GOODNESS or reversed by her contradiction,
that a second nature had supervened, produ-
cling habits of reserve and self-restraint. Yet
under the existing stimulus he could not
quite restrain himself, but going towards the
next room, he leaned against the side of the
doorway, and said cheerfully-"Come, Pat
ty, am ready for supper"
"Are you !" she replied, ''then you'll have
it when its ready for you-so just wal, till
you get it,"
Thus repealed, for her voice was more
harsh than her words, he stepped back, but
try, as he would, he again felt his spirit ebb.
He stirred the fire, drew the table closer to
it, and strove to feel Indifference. In the
midst of this she appeared, seated herself al
the table, helped her husband, but fcrebore
to partake of any thing herself. She had a
sullen satisfaction in nursing her hayward
humor, and knew from experience that it was
apt to fly Oft under the social influence of a
Robinson looked at her clouded face and
felt exasperated. He put down his knife
and fork, pushed back his chair. and ex-
claimed-"No what is the matter with
you?"
1t must be recollected that Robinson was
not only angry but hungry, and the state of
physical sensation has no small influence
upon the moral feelings; perhaps his wife
was not without sharing this uneasy state of
stomach be that as it may, his tones struck
on the quivering chords of her ex-
temper she replied with her usual
petulance and flippancy. Words are a gen.
family-one begot another-and to
bring the quarrel to a close, Robinson seized
his hat, resolved to leave the house. Deter
mined to prevent his egress, Martha threw
herself between him and the door a strug-
gle ensued he pushed her from him /; she
stumbled back, and falling over a footstool
violently to the ground striking her
head as she fell against the fender.
In an instant, terror and tenderness sup
planted rage in his breast. He raised her /;
the color had forsaken her face, and some
drops of blood were trickling from her fore
head. After hurried efforts to revive her, he
laid her again gently on the floor and few to
alarm his neighbors. These with medical
aid and the police, were soon in the place,
and the night closed with the wounded wo-
man in a fevered bed, and her husband in the
cell Of a station house.
1t was an agonising night to both. Rob-
inson, though aggrieved, felt now as if he
had been the aggressor, and with the gene
rosity that often belongs to strength, he bla-
med himself for the rash violence he had ex-
erted towards SO delicate a creature, and
made a thousand resolves to let her have all
her NUN yya for tho c,.,.o NJ Il
contrary, Greatly less hurt than was appre-
h%ended,) bewailed her injuries, vitupera,ed
her husband and his sex till she learned that
he had been taken charge of by the police
Any real danger to him ever turned the
whole current of her feelings in his favor,
and absolute force was necessary to prevent
her seeking in person to obtain, by seif.accu-
satlon, his immediate release.
This event terminated, like many of a
more aggravated character that disgrace the
history OF some classes of our people; George
was Liberated on bail, and afterwards, on the
candid acknowled cement of his wife, ac-