The Woodville Republican., 1851-09-23
M c0NTRlDIcToRY c0EPLE

do believe" SAYS the husband
taking the syoon out uf his glass and
tossing il on the table. That of all the
obstinate, wrong. headed creatures that
ever were born, you are the most 50
Charlotte"
Certainly, certainly. have your own
way, pray. You see how much con
iradct you" rejoincd the lady.
"Of course you didn't contradict me
at the dinner table oh. no, not you p
says. the gentleman.
Yes, did, says the lady.
"Oh yoa did r cried The gentle
man. Yuu admit that 2"
(" If you call that contradiction. do"
The lady answers "and say again
Edward, that when you are wrong, !
will consradiet you. am not your
slave"
' E" Not my slave !" repeats the gentle
man, bitterly: and you sill mean TO
say that in Blackbusn's new house
tlnre ARE no more than fourteen DOORS
including the wine cellar y
Il mean TO say" rctorts the lady,
beating time with her hair. brush on the
palm of her hand. that in that house
there are just fourteen doors, and no
more"
Well, them says the gentleman.
rising in despair, and pacing the room
~ rapid strides this is enough TO
destroy u mans intellect, and drive him
mad I"
H BY and by the gentleman comes TO
a little, and reseats himself in his for
ner cealr. There is long silence,
and the lady begins.
al appeal to Mr. Jenkins, who sat
next 10 me on the sofa, in The drawing.
room during tea"
Morgan, you surely mean," inter.
rupts the gentleman
T" do not mean anything oi the kind"
answers the Indy,
Now, by all that is aggravating
and impossible TO bear" cries the gen>
tleman, clenching his hands and look.
ing up in agony, /" she is going to in
slst upon it that Morgan is Jenkins
DO you take me for perfect fool :"
exclaims tho lady. "Do you suppose
don't know that the man in the blue
coat was Mr.. Jenkinsp
" Jenkins with blue coat ~ cries
the gentleman with a groan. "Jenk>
ins IN blue coat la man who would
suffer death rather than wear enything
brown
Doyou dare charge me with telling
an untruth I" demands the lady, burst,
ing into tears. .lts.3
Il charge you, ma'am,' re,orts the
gentleman, starting up, with being n
monster Of contradiction--a monster
OF aggravation--a--a--a Jenkins in
blue coat what have done that i
should be doomed to hear such state,
nentsp
TAXING NorEs. "A great many years
ago, when there were slaves in Mas
sachusctts, and some of the best men
N the community owned them, there
was clergyman in town in Essex
county, whom we may call Mr.. Coggs.
well, who had an old and favorite ser.
want by the name Of Cuilce. As was !
Often the case, Cuflce had as much lib. |
erty to do as he pleased as any BODY
else IN the house and he probably en-. |
tcrtained high respect for himself.
Cufiee, on the Sabbath, might have |
been seen in the minister's pew, look, |
ing round with grand mir, and. so far
as appearance Indicated, proliting quite
as much by his masters preaching as
many others about him.
Culiec noticed one Sunday morning.
that several gentlemen were taking
notes OF The sermon : and he determin.
ed TO do The same thing. So, in the
afternoon, he broughta Sheet of paner
and pen and ink. The minister han.
pening TO look down in his new oould
hardly main;ain his gravity as he saw
his negro spread out to his task with
one size OF his face nearly touching
the paper, and his tongue thrust out Of
his moGth. Cuflcc kept at his notes
ahoweaer. until The sermon was conch.
dcd, knowing nothing and caring a lit>
tie, about the wondcrment of his mas
ter "h't
When The Minister reached home. hc
sent for Cutfee TO come into his study.
Well Cuhee,' said he, what were
you doing in meeting this afternoon z
Doing, Massa |! Taking notes T
was u,reply.
eaaloa taking notesP eqclaimed bis
MASTER. te r
sartin, Massa all de gemnan take
notes. t'u
Well, let me see them,' said Mr..
Coggswell.
G Cuifec thercupon produced his sheet
of paper; and his master found il
scrawled all over with all kinds of
marks and lines. as though dozen of