Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1858-06-03

The Secret of Happiness.

oh. how / wish we were richerl said
to ny wife one day.
''Nly dear she replied, you must not b
disconnected, we have every comfort
what more can we dcsire?'
oh, there is a hundred things-a large
house, carriage, a fine library, and kno,
not what
1T is a sin to fly into the face of God
Providence. replied my wife. Our hous
Is plenty large enough Tor our small family
and as for carriage we should have no us
for it-and then we subscribe to the Mer
camille Library. You can get any bool
you want there. Believe me my love, w
have every reason to be satisfied with on
present lot and instead of repining, ought
to thank God for His blessings
And the dear little woman came over t,
me-put her are around my neck--no,
make mistake, she is too short for that
pulled my face down to hers, and kissec
me.
Dear reader, / mnst tell you that m,
name is Jonathan Clutterwell, and that
have the privilege of writing NJ ID. afte
my name. and diploma from the Universe
ty Medical College in New York, now
hanging in my be, ,-room. was born in
Virginia. aud of course belonged to one Of
the f. f. VS.. l hope you will not mis-
take upon that point At the time com
mence this history had been living for
upwards Of four years in Madison street.
in the City of Baltimore. l had scraped
together fair practice and as my wife
said, we hail every comfort. But still
was not satisfied, there was DIR. b,
kept his carriage, Professor 60, had
a large, fine house, with ever so many
servants, and DR. D had very
large library, while l could get all my
books into a moderately size book case.
] wanted to Jump TO the top of the lad
der at onee--I did not like this waiting
for iortuae-it was altogether too slow a
process for me. The result Of all was, l
hecamc diseontented. cross. pcevish. i
was easily annoyed, AMI my naturally good
temper stood IN great danger of being for
ever DESTROYED.
My wife. however, exertcl COOL deal
of inhnen over me-soothing my ruffle,l
spirits, AMI pouring oil upon the troubled
water She was dear, good girl.
don't believe II was possible for there to
be another woman like her in the world =
She was the cpitome OF goodness. She
ais, belonged to the f. f. VS.. We had
been brought up together from childhood,
had always Lowell each other. and you might
earch the United States all through anil
you would not find happier marriage
than ours
The conversation opening my story. oc-
Cured on the 3lst of Dcccmbcr, lS53.-
We were undressing and had had a few
friends TO spend the evening; with us. | lla,i
been beaten three games OF chess. run
ming. anil that might perhaps. have had
to do with increasing my dis
coi tent
Well. as | said before, my wife came
over AMI kissed me- this soothei my feel
ings considerably, and without more
jumped into bed
j drcamc,l-I scarcely know what |
dreamed that night--carrlages libraries,
gold and silver, were all mixed up in terri
lle confusion. At last thought was
d al. ami some one was mailing down my
coffin.
Rat tat tat
Prr-pi,arion bursting out from every
pore N my boiy.
'R.t-tat-tat'
Intense agony of your humble servant.
Rat at-tat-tat
a fearful struggle, in which Knocked
my wife over the eye with my elbow; for
tunately not hurting her. but causing he TO
give me kick, (of course she did not
know what she was doing) which awakened
NE. ~
IL was broad j Wight. and some one was
knocking at the bedroom door which ex-
plaincl the comfortable sensation j bad
experienced of being nailed down in my
coffin
Come in exclaimed.
The door opened and Bridget made her
appearance / should say that Bridget
vas a recent importation from the Emer
,ll Isle. and our maid of all work as
sure you we had hard work to train her
u give an idea how exceedingly seidant
'hc was when she first same to us, we ask
ii her one hot. scorclling day, to pour wa
.er on some ics; she did so, only the water
was boiling 4
yees pleases, SIR said Bridget, the |
mates cooked, and breakfast is nearly |
ready M
(B,idget is from Cork, and her &C, ent is
rather broad.) a
'All right, Bridget replied, we will
; 4 up directly. Give me the San news
paper. sa ss.s .ssf.-- = las
Bridget done as requested, and ] prop |
,ed myself mp in the bed ana began to
,eruse it. The first thing that struck me,
vas that it was Thursday. the first Of Jan
lary. 1856 -Lhad quite forgotten that it
vas New Years day. Il determined
would turn over a new leaf. and endeavor
o be more satisfied with my condition Cor
he ensuing year My eyes then ran down
he list of advertised letters. saw one |
or me--yes. there ii was Jonathan Clnt-
erwell, M. d. right. before my eyes
Now Clntferwell is not q very eoumon
lame to say netlsiug cfzthe prefix iona
'than. ! Immediately surmised that the
etter mast be intended forme Iset my
Wits to work, thinking who IL could he
fom- Hs< 80 $3.50 = sf1s rssts rI.z !
4 Il have H. sa;s1 "a x,vs.1f. .s:x,s f~,,,,