The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1854-06-08
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From the Dollar Weekly Cincinnati Times.
A LIME TUB ADVENTURE,
Or, MIR. Spriggin's SDecIaratiOn,' Du.
ring House Cleaning Time.
BY INVISIBLE GREEN, ESQ.

Mrs. SCruggs is a sweet woman
charming in person, delightful in CONVEX
salion, and almost sublime in demeanor
Diminutive, yet well formed is Mrs
Scruggs-siken and jet black hair, eyes
full and luscious, forehead elevated and
well rounded, nose slightly and prettily
turned up, cheeks as soft and blooming
as the leaves Of moss rose, lips tempt
ingy sweet, teeth that rival pearls. chin
model for an artist, neck of the most
classic mould, bustthat is faultless, and
feet Of princely caste-all belong TO
Mrs. Scruggs. And intelligence beams
in every feature OF her countenance-
there is a sweetness in all she says, and
lairy-like grace in her movements,
which eXcites the admiration Of those
fortunate enough TO come within her pres
ence, Her house is a modIe ofnealness;
"a place for everything, and everything
in its place. is her golden rule, and a
rule which she implicitly entorces.-
Mrs Scruggs is sensible woman. She
scorns the triyolties OF fashion, makes her
house domestic temple wherein her hus-
band and friends delight TO worship. She
possesses none of those sYfetohed feelings
which often induce wives to ruin their
husbands in an effort to outshow their
neighbOrs, or abandon the honest social
joys Of home for the deceptive attractions
OF fashionable amusements. Mrs. Scruggs
seeks permanent happiness, and she finds
it where many wives fail to look for it, in
her own dear home. In the parlor or in
the kitchen, at home or abroad, among
crowds OF visitors or alone with the
choice of her heart, Mrs. Scruggs is al
ways plainly and neatly dressed.
No Sickening perfumes thought to be
sweet because endorsed with an unpro.
nounceabl name, ever emanae from her
garments-no silly gathering OF foreign
words over taint her pretty lips, and no
prancing, mimicking movements ever de-
stroy her graceful carriage Nay, more
can be said Of Mrs. Scruggs-obedience
10 fashion never brought blush to her
face, or caused her to lay her fan upon
her bosom to avoid the stares Of some
impudent rake. As much as she loves
society, as proud as she has cause to be
Of the beauty of her person, she will never
consent to stoop so low as TO wear dress
a Ia Bloomer upside dorm. Dresses very
low in the neck, or mere gauze cover
ing TO the bosom, she, as every modest
woman will indignantly, rejects. In fact
Mrs. Scruggs is lady, genuine lady,
and is loved and esteemed by all who
know her.
Yet Mrs. Scruggs is not perfect; in fact
in one respect she is eccentric. She
never would have any help during house
cleaning times. She insists on securing
her own domicl, with her own hands,
from top to bottom twice every year, and
while engaged in the renovating process,
she is decidedly cross, The least mis-.
hap will arouse her temper to the highest
pitch, and woe belide the person who
falls in her way on such occasions. Sweet
and amiable as she appears at other times,
she cannot bear trouble while cleaning
house. Her husband, a tall manly fel-
low, as proud of his home and his wife as
a military captain could be OF his sword,
has discernment enough to note the cause,
and stated periods Of these storms on
the silver lake of his domestic happl-
ness, and to absent himself for the time
being that the gales Of his wife'S pretty
lips may not injure the fortress Of atIec-
ton within his heart.
1t was during one of these house clean
ing spells that young Mr.. Sprggns got
into difficulty with Mrs. Scluggs.-
Young Mr.. Spriggins was a clerk in a
neighboring grocery, delicate looking
young man. and apparently fit for moth
ing else but 10 pour sugar into brown pa
per, and wrap delicate cords around di-
mnutve bundles. lie was, however. a
romantic young man. From childhood
he had had fond dreames Of love- and
night aGer night, has he burned the cam
die to the socket in following the myste-
rious windings of mythology in search OF
the most lovely Of the feminine gods.
Fairy books were also his delight; and
oh! how ofent has he wished that Provi.
dence had ordained his birth in those
early days when fairies erected their en-
chanting grottos upon the earth, and
chose their lovers from the mortal race!
Yet, as Mr. Spriggins grew older-an his
head was raised higher form the earth,
his mind became less Eighty. He saw,
at least he thought he observed beings as
beautiful as fairies among the human
race; and by degrees ne dropped the
mysterious past, and turned his attention
to the charming women whom he met
daily on the streets, with the hope OF al.
tracting their attention and smiles toward
himself. Mr.. Spriggins loved pretty wo,
men, and il was no fault Of his if all the
pretty women did not love him. Mr..
Spriggins had seen Mrs. Scruggs at the
grocery, and oh! heavens one smile from
her was worth more to him than all the
lava in the Union was to his employer
Her voice was music indeed to bis ears;
and when, in passing her bundle, his
hand happened to touch hers, i sent a
thrill to his very soul which raised his
thoughts to Paradise itself. Mr.. SPrlg'
gins firmly believed that Mrs. Scruggs
was ineal descendent of some ancient
god, or fairy mingling with morials in
disguise. And how he desplsed Mr..