Butte record., 1854-12-23
THE WAY SHE TURNED HIM.

A most bigoted and unreasonable par
ty man was Jack D., now prosperous
and influential attorney in s. coun-
ty, in one of the Western States.
At the hour of which l am wrieting
he was red hot wing, and his chief
pleasure seemed to consist in making
the fact rs notorious as possible to the
world. His friends and acquaintances,
who knew him well, and whom he had
repeatedly victimized, with one consent
pronounced Jack a bore, and his poll
tics a nuisance but, with stranger,
the thing was essentially different. Seiz-
ed by the button, at the moment Of in
PRODUCTION, Jack would astonish him by
rapid rehearsal of the article of his po-
litical creed, break out in an intermina-
be rhapsody on the first principles of
his party, and if the victim was unusual
ly passive, wind up with great euolog
on C Harry" as the Living embodiment
Of his peculiar opinions, and in conse-
quence, the greatest man Of the age
Such was Jack D., at the time of our
story, acknowledged on every side as a
firm and incorruptable whig. But alas !
let us not anticipate, but to our story.
One unlucky day, Jack met at the
house of a friend, young lady of great
personal beauty and accomplishments !;
attracted by her Ioveliness, he became
assdious in his attentions, forgot for a
while his principles" and without en-
quiring what might be the political pref
ercnces of his lady love-" imprudently
proposed, was accepted and they were
married.
The wedding was over; the guests
departed, and the happy pair had retired
to their chamber, and were snugly en-
seconded in bed, when Jack, in the course
of quiet conversation with his wife,
unwittingly alluded to his favorite subject
by usually speaking of himself as being
whig.
What :" exclaimed she, turning sud-
denly towards him, are you whig -
Yes, madame" replied Jack, de-
lighted at the idea of having patient
listener to his long restrained oratory
yes, madam, 1 am a whig, attached
to the principles Of the great federal par
ty, regular -andouter, double-dyed
and twisted in the wool"
Just double and twist yourself out
of this bed, then,'' interrupted his wife.
II am democrat, / am; and l will
never sleep with man protesting the
abominable docrine you do"
Jack was speechless from absolute
amazement; that the very wife of his
bosom should prove traitor was horrible,
she must be jesting. He demonstrated
in vain; tried persuasion twas useless
entirely-'twas no 60. She was in So
Der earnest, and the only alternative
left him was a prompt remuneration of
his heresy, or separate bed in another
room Jack did not hesitate. To abb
jure the great and established doctrines
of his party, to renounce his allegiance
to that faith which had become identified
with his very being, to surrender those
glorious principles which had grown
with his growth and had strengthened
with his strength, to the mere caprice
of a woman was utterly ridiculous, and
he threw himself from the bed and pre-
pared to quit the room.
As he was leaving the door, his wife
screamed out to him, sI say. my dear,
when you recant your heresy and re-
nounce your past errors, just knock at
the door, and perhaps 1 will let you in
The door was violently slammed, and
Jack proceeded wrathfully in quest of
another apartment.
A sense of insulted dignity and the
firm conviction that he was martyr in
the right cause, strengthened his pride,
and he resolved to hold out until he
forced his wife to capitulate.
In the morning she met him as if no.
thing had happened, but whenever Jack
ventured to allude to the rupture of the
night previous, there was laughing
devil in her eye, which spoke her power
and extinguished hope A second time
he repaired to his lonely couch, and a
second time he called upon his pride to
support him in this struggle which he
How found to be desperate. He ventured
curses not loud but deep, on the way
wardness and caprice of the sex in gen.
eral, and his own wife in particular