Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1856-06-12

to please your wife. IF Phillida had been
your wife, instead of your sister, the cats
would have been paramount And, indeed,
my dear nephew, am afraid this would be
the case. It is this fear which has kept me
an old bachelor"
Our next visit was to Mr.. Renshaw, re-
tired merchant He had an excellent wife,
and lovely children, all of whom were in
good health, and we'll managed. He was
so cheerful, and she seemed so much at ease,
that cast my eye towards my uncle; he
shook his head, and whispered, '.Wait a.
while"
GLOW finely the children grow!' said he
to Mr. Renshaw. 'I4et me see, your eldest
must be twelve years cid now %
Il really do not know" was the answer.
''My dear, how old did you say Augustus
was? You told me this morning, but [
really have forgotten already"
''But if it had been an animal" said his
wife, laughingly, 'syou would not have for
fotten. You always remember the age of
your horse and your Her husband gave
her a look.
We saw several glances of the married
mans eye, for the first did not seem to quell
her sufficiently; yet she said nothing to de-
i serve them.
GA woman," said my uncle, as we passed
on to the next house, ssnever knows when
she may banter or trife Sometimes he is
in an easy mood, and then he will fall into
the conversation; for, after all, it is nothing
but nonsense one talks in these morning
visits. Here lives our good DR.. Fielding
let US stop here"
Doctor" said Mrs. Fielding, after we
had chatted a little while, s'show Mr.. An
dover little Mats head, and see whether he
pronounces the lump wen or bruise.'
All, such a look as she got It stopped
her short at once The doctor had no de-
sire that his old friend should suppose him
so ignorant in so simple matter as wen
or no wen.
Il have no doubt" said uncle Andover
when we left the house, ''that the doctel
was wondering and wondering about this
wen, just for talks sake, before we went in.
and so his wife, feeling anxious, and for the
want of something better to say blundered
on the wen. Are you satisfied now, Leo p
asked the geod>eId bacheler.
Everything that wealth and taste could
combine, was carried in and around the
house of Mr. Frazer, a manufacturer in
large business and Of great popularity. He
was still in the prime of life, although he
had daughter married, whose first baby
was now on its first visit to his house. No
thing, of course, was too good for the child
and it's mother, and Mrs. Renshaw revelled
in unalloyed happiness. We admired and
wondered at the child's precocity and beau
ty, till even the mother was satisfied, and
we were wondering what we should say next,
when Mr. Frazer came in from his office
After hearing all our praises over again,
and getting our opinion of his daughter s
looks, he cast glance at his wife, and said,
''My dear, I came near breaking my neck
over the child's Wagon in the entry; How
could you let it stand there?' ssOh, faith
err" said the daughter, sit was my fault !;
it was I that left it there" His face clear
ed in an instant; for, as my uncle after
wards observed, it makes vast difference
whether the vast injury, or opposition, or
But with this branch of the question [ have
nothing to do at present. [ am now only
speaking Of the married mans eye.
The next visit was to Mr. Graylove the
clergyman l thought his wife could not
be afraid Of gads, for there were no less than
two lying about. Over one of them my
uncle stumbled, as he entered the parlor
but instead Of apologising to him, Mr.. Gray
love cast reproachful look at his poor wife
II told Mrs. Graylove, said he, with an.
other glance, ''that if she persisted in driv.
ing old Carlo from the hearth-rug he would
60 to the door-rug: and now she sees was
right"
ooh, never mind,' said my uncle, mild
Ily; emo harm is done only that Carlo has
chosen a very inconvenient place to rest
for he must be continually disturbed by the
opening and shutting of the door,
Eyes, but the door opens outward, as
you see," said Mrs. Graylove; 'sand people
generally see him, step over him, if he is
too lazy to get up, as he was to-day. If
had my way dogs should never come in the
parlor; they are perfect nuisance, and !
tell Mr.. Graylove-"
The eye quelled her. "Whatw said I,
lis it always thus? Is the married eye al
ways ready to reproach p
Our last visit was to very aged couple,
Timothy Winter, and his wife. He was an
old country gentleman, Of eighty six, afflu-
ent and respectable On this day, there
were thirty-six children, grand children,
and two little twin boys, his great-great-
grandchildren. Itwas their aged relative s
birthday. "Surely,'' thought I, this man
has scourged his eye out by this time. y
'Look out for hise eye!" said uncle Andover.
All seemed to hover about the old man
and [ kept wondering why the same fuss was
not kept up with the old lady, too. Very
] little notice was taken of her. There she
sat, in a cerner by herself, smiling and nod