The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1848-06-24
GOING TO HOUSEKEEPING,
BY JACOB JONES.

You're the most provoking man ever
saw in my life. So. you must be handling
he smoke beef and the crackers, and the
cast, to Miss Blink, and must smile and SIM
per at everything she said at the table TO-
might, when you know that il was only yes
ierday that she told me that my new silk
dress was rather skimp in the skirt. Let me
tell you. Mr.. Jones, you have very sheep
ish look when you are trying TO make your
self agreablc.'
DONE dear me-. If husband sights a
lwife in public, what can she expect from
srrangers2
4 Knowing from past experience that il
would be impossible to get the advantage of
boos-put on a pair OF slppers-seated my
self in an arm chair-drew the lamp to-
wards me, and made desperate attempt to
be deeply interested in The newspaper of
he preceding day. This seeming Indiffer-
ence but added fuel TO the flame; and the
tcomparisoas which were drawn for my spe-'
cia benefit, by my alieciionaie but some.
what excilable wire will doubtless suggest
themselves to such of the readers of the Ga
zetle as have been fully Initiated into The
mysteries Of the married lie. But Muy
Caiharine has a heart-large, warm, true,
and easily worked upon -and know how
and when to touch il. My head dropped a
lille, and JUS, such sigh escaped me as
might have emanated from some poor wretch
who had lost father moiher-broihe hers
sislers-kindred- friends--and bad been
EFF hopeless and iorsaken, like one of By
ron's heroes Of "dark imaginings." | knew
hat my wife's heart was iouched-and that,
like the rock after il had been smole by "A
ron's rod, streams OF releniing love would
! gush forth with connubia lIoerality.
Mister jones' NO answer.] Jacob [stll
no answer.l 'Dear jacob
The last was irresistible. | looked up,
aud saw pair OF bright, blue eyes, gistenng
with love aud asking for forgiveness as plain
| ly as pair Of bright, blue eyes could sue
for peace and pardon. The reader, if mar
ried, can readily inaging what ensned.
'Ah, Jacob, know | was wreng to talk
he way did--but this boarding is enough
o ruin The best temper in The world. No
Thing to do--no;hing To occupy the mind
wiih--noining to luok forward lo--confined
, 10 your bed room from weeks end To weeks
lend--and forever eating salt mackerel. |
will soon become like Lots wife,
Il am glad you mentioned The subject, my
dear replied, for have been think
ing seriously to-day. Of going TO house
keeping
: Like all boarders, visions of elegantly fur
: nished houses, we'll stocked larders, sleep
; inviting couches, and deleciable cooks, had
lime and again danced wildly in the imagi-
nation of my vile; but the bare idea that
these dreams-conjured up by the delirium
, OF boarding house mania-were likely 10 be
realized, and may be sooner than e expect.
, ed, set Mary Ca,harine halt wild. She
sprung towards me, and before had time Ia
make the slightest preparation, pair OF
warm lips pressed mine with vigor and
suddenness that sent my speciacles fly
/ ing.
!, 'Don'l deny it, Jacob. knew you had
: something on your mind. the moment
you came home. Do tell me all aboui
1t that's dear, kind, good, old hus.
band.'
Bat have nothing to tell you
Haven't you been looking al a houseP
1 u have.'
'Haven't you been pricing furnilure?'
4 Il have
Il knew It'll knew il! Put me in a house
q my own, Jacob, and would be The hap
pesi Creature and the best wife in the
world, would let you smoke in The par
lor-have as much company as you liked
sleep in bed in the morning, just as long as
, you wanted-and never would ask you to
get up in the middle Of the night TO see if
he stove wanted more coal. Do let US live
IN Chestnut street,
'Chesnm s,reel?' interrogalively echoed,
with a look of horror. DOME you know
Mrs. Jones, that my income is exactly Sl2,
90 year-and don't you know that if !
: look a house in Chestnut street, three
2 fourlhs Of that income would be consumed
! for renl?'
VIVA, say you 10 Spruce sireei?'
Impossible
n 'Walnutr
'No.'
sPine1
'No.'
Archr
mo-
You needn't say another word Jacob. !
know by your looks, that you have made up
your mind to go into some mean, shabby dis
Reputable neighborhood'
You are mistaken, my dear. have my
eye on one Of The incest gen:eelesi, sweetest
houses you ever saw
Just tell me where it isl'
Before answer your question, my love,
must
p willy you tell me where that house is, yes
: or nor
Only hear
mo, WON'T
'Just ope.'
'Non
Unfortunately. am Of an exciiable tenn.
permanent. Jumped TO my feel--acciden.