Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1857-11-06
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Hing and cooing-heyP" nn,s III --gsa
"Take chair uncle,r al .2sa hi
"Take chair, unclep too be sure
will. Just thought of it--pretty time o
day. What the plague have you beer
quarreling aboutP'
"Quarreling, uncle7"". -'.-s -,
"Quarrelingi- i--yes, to be.sure--quarrel
ing pulling hair Can't / see2 Don't
knowP Haven't you been married wen on
to twelve monthLhey2" setting down
his huge knotted cane, as if he meant to
force it through the floor, and pulling out
a large gold -snuff-box from his broad-Hap-
ped waistcoat-pocket and scattering the
rappee right ani left over the rich carpet,
as he continued-'Come, come, now
none o that, if you, please. Here you,
Jenny7-stand up there, and take your
fingers out of your mouth--and you you
great boobyl-what are you grinning at |
Look me in the face now, both of .you,
what in the plague were you quarreling
aboutH' .t-..rss atsu s,u.t5s0 sr,ia,I57
No answer. sa. a' rus1t n'.s a'''a q
Uncle Joe fetched stamp that shook
the whole house. ...t,. H..
"What ashamed to tell, hey2 Pretty
fellow for husband, aint you" "Fi5d. go
ss, Here Charles looked at Jenny ai1 gaia
'And you, jade-pretty fellow for wife,
amt you?' '-' -. .".....'.', ', =.
Here Jenny looked at Charles. o., ,sss
!. ."That such children should dare to get
married. Upon my life I wouldn't trust
either of you with rag baby" "
Here both, looked at uncle Joe-and
after two or three wry faces, all three burst
out laughing together s,s. atiLfri.aa
And then the glorious old fellow, who
was a bit of a humorist in his way, and
very fond of mischief, giving Jenny
pinch, and Charles wink, which brought
the. color into her cheeks, and made him
look like simpleton, flung himself back
into an old fashioned armchair they had
just been patching at considerable expense,
out Of the small saving of the husband as
writer in some office, and upsetting a
fancy table with a lamp on it that was
never lighted, and a quantity of old china
of no earthly use, fell laughing and
with all his might and kept on-and on
--as if he would never stop, till the chair
creaked and trembled in every joint, and
the poor wife looked at her husband in
dlsmay, expecting every moment to see
his dear old good for-nothing uncle Joe,
pitching head foremost among the glitter
ing fragments of her china, or sprawlin at
his whole length upon the floor. T.7' '..' .' 70.
And then there was a lull-and then,
another boisterous outbreak; and then
there was a little playful questioning, and
then it turned out that the marriage
promise referred to by the wife, was about
swearing; and that when the husband came
into the room and she asked him about
the weather, and he answered, a little pet.
tishly perhaps, that it was damp cold dd1,
she had mistaken what he had said for
something very ughty-yery naughty in
deed and when she reminded him. of the
promise made to her literally on her mar
riage day, and not before, in the season of
courtship-and she found not only that
he had forgotten that promise, but that he
was inclined to jest with it, and turn the
whole off with laugh--no wonder she
had swelling of the heart, and lost her
patience and threw herself upon her face
and wrapped herself up in whatever hap
pened to be nearest-and forgot her feet,
and her husband. aH r.a ae-r. .ra PIP.
This affair settled and another long and
hearty laugh--another yet, and yet another
being over-uncle Joe turned suddenly
upon his nephew and asked him, with the
look of thoughtful man of business if
he had made up his mind to insure.
The nephew seemed puzzled for
moment-and then he answered-no. He
liked the plan-but really--uncle Joe must
excuse him. F ...a..-.E a.r.Ilf .N ar-
"But uncle Joe wont excuse you. You
have no right to run such risks. What is
to become of your 'oJte and children-if
you should have any and happen to die
in hurry, as young men always do?" .at
Here Jenny caught her husbands hands
between hers, and sat gazing into his eyes,
with look of unutterablc tenderness
Don't uncle, don't | cant bear it r. she
whispered. vaa 7H a,.a
"Hold your tongue ehild--you re a aoose.