Saturday morning visitor., 1848-08-05
4 SKETCH FGR HUSBANDS,
BY T. S. ARTHUR.

al wish you would get me some hct
water, Agsy," said Mr.. Lundy to his
wife, who had been up half an hour busy
about various matters, before he crept ont
of bed-"l must shave myself this morn
ing"
Mrs. Lnady was bu,i!y engaged in
dressing liule resisting urchin.
"Yes. dear, she replied, Gin a moment;'
and kept on with The work, intending to
finish dressing Tie child before She went
down stairs for the hot wafer
Mr.. Lundy waited about a minute, and
then saida little impaiiently:
II wish you would se. it for me now,
Agnes; cant finish dressing myself un-
til shave"
Mrs. Lundy ceased her work, rut dnwn
the child, and got the bot water. Mr..
Lundy began shaving. " hen half thro'.
he directed his vile 10 tell Bill 10 clean his
boots, as his new ones hurt him. Com
pIeling his toilet, he goes down 10 the
reading room, and reads his papers,
Eight o'clock, the breakfast hour arrives,
and Mr.. Lundy is punctual man. Mrs
Lundy has five children and herself TO
get ready. The baby cries VIII breaks
his shoe-strlng Mary wants pin--and
in qmeting he first and helping the 9th.
ers, the minutes fly. All this done, Mrs.
Lundy proceeds to arrange herself, when
up comes Mr.. l.undy, with
Good heavens, Agnes ain'ty you dress
ell yet?" coming TO the chamber with his
watch IN. his hand. "lt'S ten minutes past
eight now. I've been ready and waiting
for more than half an hour"
"l'll be along in minute. I've only
got my hair TO put up, and dress TO slip
on" replied Mrs. Lundy.
"A minute! Yes, know what your
minutes are. I'm sure you've been up
long enough 10 have dressed for breakfast
dozen times over"
You forget that have all the children
TO get ready" replied Mrs. Lundy.
Silencea, bnt not convinced, the husband
goes grumbling down stairs, and recon-
mences walking the floor, but with a hea-
,ier and more rapid tread.
''Go up aud see if your mother isn't
most ready. I'm in great hurry this
morning" Mr.. Lundy says to one of his
children, after the lepsesof two minutes,
which seemed to the inpatient man at
least five.
'"I'm coming" he hears on the stairs
f. from his wife.
"I'm glad of it," he rather roughly re-
spends, II knew your minute wouldn't
be less Than half an hour. | wish you
would Try and be more punctual +; ihis e.
yer being behind hand annoys me terribly
There are some meek words said about
the time il takes to dress, and see after so
many children; but il makes no impress
sion whatever on the mind of Mr.. Lundy.
They are uttered as kind of excuse, and
he regards them as of no more account.
The breakfast The sausages are done
to death, the coffee is mere dsh-water ;
Mrs. Lundy is bid to look after Sarah, the
cook; she pleads her hard work and then
Bill brings IN the new boots Mr.. Lundy
scolds away. But al last the children get
of to school, and the good man proposes
TO start out. Just at this moment he looks
al MS WHe, and
sArs you not well, AgnesP" Mr.. Lun-
dy asks. aaaa
nNo,"she replies, "I've been suffer-
ing with a tooih-ache all the morning, and
feel rs if every nerve in my head was
/. alive. .nibAHm
tsWhy don't you have that tooth out
would not suffer as you do if had TO
hays every tooth Inlmy head extracted"
Mrs. Lhndy tarned away with feelings
of Encouragement. She is heavily bur-
dened, and has fOtrue sympathy.
Mr.. Lundy walks 10 the store, health
in every vein, and'vigor every muscle
and hiswife goes wearily to her chamber,
half mad with pain and every nerve excl
ted and qcivsring.