Volcano weekly ledger., 1856-05-17

YOU; L nave Deen uOWu Town uOlng Httle
shopping have purchased some lovely
little napkins; just look at them said she,
holding them up demurely for his inspection.
i only paid dollar piece for them---ex-
tremely cheap, dou't you think SOP said she
smilingy
Mr.. Pepper was astounded how she dared
to turn the conversation in this way, was a
mystery to him. Suddenly his bottled wrath
broke loose. Turning fercely upon her, he
said
Betsy Jane, you disgust me; you seem to
make very light of this matter; but it is more
serious than you imagine as you will find to
your cost presently. If yon do not immedi-
ately beg my pardon in a submissive manner,
| shall exert my authority to bring you to a
proper sense Of your misconduct, by impris-
oning yon in one of my chambers until you
are willing TO compromise strict obedience to
my wishes
AT the close Of this very eloquent and dig
nilied speech, Mr. Pepper drew himself up to
his full height, and stationed himself before
Mrs p, ready to receive expressions of sor-
row and penitence; he had no doubt that she
would fall down at his feet and say
Dear Philander, won't you please forgive
me this time and I'll never do SO any more,
sir
And he was going to say, Betsy Jane,
you'd better not; but instead of doing this,
what do you think she did? Laughed him
right in the face!
Mr. Pepper was awful wrathy He spoke
up in voice of thunder, and said
Mrs Pepper, walk right up stairs this
very minute and don't you let the grass grow
under your feet, neither You have begun
your antics in good season, Mrs. Pepper, but
III have you to know that it won't pay to
continue them any length of time with me,
Mrs Pepper. Again l command you to
walk up stairs
"Well, really, Mr. p, it is not at all ne
cessary for you to speak so loud--I am not
so deaf as all that comes to; but as to walk
ing up stairs, have not the least objection
to doing so, if you will wait until ! have re-
covered from my fatigue; but | can't think Of
doing so before
But you must Mrs. p
"Then all Ive got to say is this, you'll
have to carry me, for | aoont walkp
Mr.. p looked at his wife for a moment
with the greatest 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 that way; but it won't do; up stairs
she's got to 60 if / have to carry her;
so here goes and taking the Fl ON
of bis lady in his arms, he soon had the
satisfaction of seeing her safely lodged in her
prison, and carefully locking her in, he sta
toned little red-headed youth on the front
door-steps to attend to callers and also see
that Mrs. r. did not escape; and then bctook
himself to a restaurant for his dinner, and af-
ter dspatchng that he hurried off to his Of
fee, and was soon engaged in business
About the middle of the afternoon our
young sentinel rushed to the Office and said
never stopping to take breath:
Mr. Pepper had better run home just as
fast as he can for that woman what's shut up
be making an awful racket, and she be tearing
around there, and rattling things the distress
in'est kind and if she beant splitting up some
thing or other, then don't know what split
ing bep
Without waiting to hear more, Mr.. p
seized his hat, and hurried off home at most
undgnifcd paees
Opening the hall door, he stole up stair:
as carefully as possible, and applying his eye
to the key hole there, he beheld sight
which made him fairly boil with rage.
Mrs P. was sitting in front Of the fire
place reading his love letters! The one she
was engaged in perusing at that particular
moment, was from Miss Polly Primrose, who
it appeared had once looked fayorably on the
suit of Mr. Pepper; but more dashing Low
er appearing on the scene, Miss Polly sent
him a letter of dismissal, promising her un
dying friendship, and accompanying the samt
with lock of her red hair, and some walnut
meats
But it was not the love letters alone that
made Mr. II. so outrageous He had been q
traveller in his day. and had collected great
many curiosties in his rambles, which he had
deposited in cupboard in the very room il
which he had confined Mrs. p, ard she haC
got at them.
She had split up an elegant writing desk
with his Indian battleaxe, in order to have q
fire, as the day was rather chilly In one
corner of the fireplace was Mr. P.'s best
beaver, filed up with his tender little love let
ters.
On small table, close to Mrs p, was
beautiful fat China dish filled with bears
oil, in which she had sunk bis best crayat
and having fred one end of it, it afforded hcl
sufficient light for her labors-for Mr. Il. haC
closed the window blinds for the better secu
rity of his culprt.
On some Goals in front of the FIRE was p.
! silver christening bowl, in which Mrs Z. was
popping corn, which she ever and anon stir