New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1853-07-11
HOW TO SPOIL A HlGH-sPIR1rED WIFE

" What did you speak IN that way to your
wife Ton, young man = asked old uncle Rogers
Of his nephew.
81 Because it's fun to see her spark up, re
piled the hopeful Benedict &c ike to nv Ike her
black eyes shine, and her round cheeks grow
red As my damask rose. And its quite tragic
the way she puts her little foot down and saws
sir" BY the muses. If you'd stad l5ng
enough uncle, I'll have shown you a Queen
J OF. 4e no idea how gFaudly she to>ses back her
fierce little hcad-or with what a Dido like air
she wrlngs those delicate hands Of hers 1t
quite breaks the mon9tOny Of life to get up such
tempest to order You see, uncle, one tires
Of clear sunshine and blue sky-and 80, as
know She owns this spunkcy temper, | Just
touch it up with the spur matrimonial, and let
it gallop till ! see fit to reign in
" Eve as good mind to root out that sap
ling, Hal, ana use it over your shoulders, rs
had this morning to eat my breakfast before
you spoiled my appetite
lou are taking the surest way to ruin
finely strung organization. Saving your pres
enCe, despiSp the man who thus Jumpers with
a passionate but loving spirit. Look at your
wlte-how delicate her beauty Look ut your
household--the very temple Of taste and neat
| ness. The little tiXiugs on the mantle. the
| tringing and tasscling here and there give it q
touch beyond the common to your humble fur
niture. That lounge that Lends SO grand an air
to your parlor, had set down tor no less than
| a tiity-when 10! it turns out that five dollars
and q w0mans ingenuity, deceived an Old,
experienced upholsterer like myself
Then look at the vines she has trained, the
| flowers She has planted, that lean toward her
when she approaches them, as if She was their
guardian angel Why, Hal is it possible the
! possession II such being as this tempts you to
m absurdity that will surely end in dcstruc-
ton OF yonr domestic happiness n
~ on are mighty serious about this little
/ thing, uncle
Serious unfortunately ! am something
morc-a victim TO my own indulgence in a sim
| llar ntatnation Yen have heard here uncle
| Rogers gave great sigh. that am not
/ happy Mt home. Ny own fault Every bit of
| il and the old man gave mother earth savage
/ blow with his cane
" If man marries an angel and torments her
/ into a fend, who's to blame bat himself" Nv
wife was very handsome, and rs you say spunky.
There never needed to have been warm word
/ between Us, but liked to sec her angry |
/ liked to See the delicate nostrils expand--the
large bright eyes reiptillate sparks Of tire--hut
| | did il just 0ltcc t00 GtteH. / know the very
time that anger raised the final BARRIER Of OPP
position, and that nice sense Of right became an
eNacting and impcl.ous tormcntor
/ :, Aud now your uncle IS driven from the home
Of his nephew, where he hoped for peace, and
tortured with the fresh opening Of Old wounds
II tell YOU Hal, you will spoil your wife, you
! will ruin her it's not manly; its II burning
shame and the oh mans thin lips quiyerel
with excitement
! tlal said nothing then, but when he returned
/ h" ground his pride between his teeth and beg
/ god his wites pardon
I'm never taunt you for fun again. Carry,
j ne said IN Il low tone And she replied rs she
4 Hill her fearful face in his bosom
] "A am quick. SO paSsiOnate--hnt indeed |
never begin it; and you have been so noble that
4 | will try and conquer this hasty temper But
] Hal she added reguishly, shaking her curls
in his face, " what will you do for your queen
/ what will become of Dido tragedy, etc ha :"
! Her husband blushed q contend that man
4 looks handsome when he blushes) and a kiss
/ sealed the reconciliation. To-day, after forty
4 ysaIs 7f Tsddsi life Hal ponsts that hs rsmeri