Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1855-06-01

spoke up in Il voice of thunder and
said:
Mrs. Pepper walk right up stairs,
this very miuute, and don't you let the
grass grow under your feet, while you
are going neither. You have begun
your antics in good season. Mrs Pep
per, but I'll have you to know that
il won't pay to continue them, any
length of time with me. Mrs. Pepper.
Again l command you to wall up
stairs
well. really, Mr.. p, it is not at all
necessary for you to speak so loud-I
am not so deaf as all that comes to:
but as for walking up stairs have not
the least objection to do so, if you will
wait until have recovered from my
fatigue, but can't think Of doing so
before
But you must, Mrs. p
Then all l have got to say is this,
you'll have to carry me, for l ,con't
walk"
Mr.. p. looked at his wife for a mo-
ment with great astonishment; but as
she began to laugh at him again he
thought to himself:
she thinks | won't do It, and hopes
to get off in that way; but it won't do;
up stairs she's got to so, if l do have to
carry her; so here goes and taking
the form of his lady in his arms, he
soon had the satisfaction of seeing her
speedily and safely lodged, in her pris-
on and carefully locking her in, he sta
toned little red-headed youth on the
front doorstep; to attend to callers and
also see that Mrs. p. did not escape;
ond then he betook himself to res
taurant for his dinner, and after des-
patching that, he hurried off to his
office, and was soon engrossed in busi-
ness.
About the middle of the afternoon,
our young sentinel rushed into the Of
fee, and said, never stopping to take
breath:
Mr.. Pepper had better run home
Just as fast as he can, for that woman
that is shut up, be making an awful
racket, and she be tearing around
there, and rafting things the distress
INCEST kind, and il she beant splitting
up something or other, then l don't
know what splitting be!'
Without waiting to hear more, MIR.
p. seized his hat, and hurried off home
at most digniiied pace
Opening the ball door, he stole up
stairs as carefully as possible; and ap-
plying his eyes to the keyhole, he be-
held sight which made him fairly
boil with rage.
Mrs. p. was sitting in front ofthe
fireplace, reading his old love letters.
The one she was engaged in perusing
at that particular morient, was from
Miss Polly Primrose who, it ap-
pealed had once looked favorably on
the suit of Mr.. Pepper; but more
dashing lover appearing on the scene,
Mr.. Polly sent him letter of dis
missal, promising her undyng friend
ship, and accompanying the same with
lock Of her hair, and some walnut
meats.
But il was not the love letter alone
that made Mr.. p. so outrageous
He had been something Of traveller
in his day, and had collected great
many curiousities in his rambles,-
which he had deposited in a cup
board in the very room where he had
confined Mrs. p. and she had got at
them.
She had split up an elegant writing
desk with his Indian battle-axe, in or
der to have fire, as the day was ra-
ther chilly. In one corner of the
fireplace was Mr.. P's best beaver, fill
ed up with love letters.
On small table, close to Mrs. p,
was beautiful fiat China dish, filled
with bears oil, in which she had sunk
his best satin cravat, and having fired
one end Of it, it afforded her sufficient
light for her labors-for Mr.. p. had
had closed the blinds, for the better Sc
curity ofthc culprit.
On some Goals in front of the FIRE,
was Mr.. P's christening bowl, in which
Mrs. =. was popping corn, which she
ever and anon stirred with the fiddle
bow, meanwhile, occasionally punch
ing up the fire with the fiddle, for
Mr.. Pepper had, with commendable
foresight, removed the shovel and
tongs.
Mr.. p. coudescended topeep through
the keyhole until he had obtained a
pretty correct idea of what was going
on within. Never was Pepper so fir
ed as he. He shook the door, but it
was securely fastened within, and
resisted all his efforts TO open it. He
ordered Mrs. Pepper to open it or take
the consequences; it is to be presumed
that she preferred the consequences; Mr.
Pepper darted down the stairs like n
madman.
Il must put stop to this he tho't,
'or I'll not have rag ofclothes on my
back
Procuring ladder, he began to
mount to the bedroom but Mrs. Pep
per was not to be taken so easily
She knew that he had left the door
unlocked, for she ha6 examined it
as soon as he had left, but she had no
idea Of letting him have the benefit
of FIRE; so, hastily seizing several
large bottles Of cologne, she threw the
contents upon the fire, and in few
minutes had the satisfaction of seeing
it entirely extinguished. That duty
performed she left the apartment,
and locking the door. she stationed
herself in convenient position to
hear everything thattranspired within.
In few moments Mr.. p. was safe
in the apartment, and as soon as he
closed the window, he stood bolt up.
right in the middle of the room. and
said in deep voice
'Jezebel, come forth!'
No answer.
Jade. do you think to escape?"
Still no response, Mr.. Pepper, be-
gins to feel uneasy, and hastily COM
mences to search the room; but had