Des Moines courier. ([Ottumwa] Iowa) 1848-1854, 1850-08-23
ConnubiaI Felicity.
SCENE--SITTINa-RooM-GooD FRI
WIRE ON ONE SIDE, HUSBAND O,

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WIRE ON ONE SIDE, HUSBAND ON
THE OTHER.
WIrE.-What are you going TO give
me for Christmas prevent this year,
dear!
Observation-Disclosures present, my
love! How can you ask for such a
thing, when you know how much | am
pushed for money to pay my honest
debts! told you this morning that |
would be obliged to raise large sum
against New Years day, and as yet,
know not where it is to come from.
WI know you did, my dear; but
then you know, a few dollars won't make
any difference.
,i.-Jane, you talk in very ridicu-
lous manner. Any body else might say
the same TO me with equal justice, and
have many friends and poor neighbors,
whom, if possible, | feel it my duty to
assist at this season of the year. Now
you don't really require anything. You
have every thing comfortable around you,
as far as | can Judge.
W.-As fan as you can judge. Let
me tell you Mr.. Penguin that you have
no judgment at all in household affairs.
fDon't you suppose wish to be consid-
cred as respectable as those associate
with! Now have invited company to
be here on New Years day, and | want
to let them see that Jane Penguin can
have as good set out as they can.
called on Mr.. McShow this morning,
and she showed me the prettiest pair of
vases that her husband gave her yester-
day; and Mrs Flare has got the neatest
and most becoming stair carpet; and
Mrs. Setall, on of the most magnificent
mahogany extension tables as ever was,
and they took SO much pride in showing
them to me, that | felt cheap TO think
my husband couldn't show as much at
tention TO me as other gentleman do to
their wives.
My dear Jane, you are fretting
yourself into passion.
W.-No amt any such thing, il is
you who are in rage, because | asked
you for Christmas present.
H.-Well, my dear, said before you
need nothing, and | would feel myself
really guilty, were to yield to your
notions on this subject, which / see orr
ginated solely in a desire of rivalry
Now if | had few dollars to spare
wv hich | have not,) would esteem it
my first duty to relieve the distresses of
those whom | know to be in INDECENT cir
cumstances. There was poor Mrs.
Grooly, who has been sick for long
time, called to see how she was yester-
day, and found the poor creature sitting
up sewing without particle of fire to
warm her chilled and aitenuated frame
with, and
WI suppose you opened your
heart and sent her some wood, didn't
you!
III. Yes, my love, | did, and felt
glow of pride and happiness thrill thro'
me TO think that | had been made the
humble instrument of sending comfort
to that hearth.
w. And pray how old is her daugh-
ter?
HI. Well-about seventeen, should
think.
W.. Is she pretty!
III. Uncommonly.
w. In rage,) There thought so.
| guessed that all this charity wasn't
without some motive. All, you hypo-
crite! see il all now. You the hum
BILE instrument! You're the the devils
instrument. Where does this woman
live? Insist. Mr.. Penguin, upon know
ing where she and her vile daughter live.
Ill. You must excuse me from telling
you, my dear, in you present excited
state.
w. That's right! Heap insult upon
insult. Add to your vilany by abusing
your wife. But / see how it is. |
won't live with you any longer! I'll
quit you and go home, so l will! I'll
not be treated in this way any longer
You base man you! Erit soys IN
fears.
IL. Solus. This is pleasant
What cursed fool was to get married,
to be sure! Exit to bed.--Bosfon Her
aid.