The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1858-10-27
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Mrs. SHOWS l. iscrnry ITusbnna.

| Yes, I'm Mrs Snow, an editors wife. well
+ remember that day when MIR. Show asked me
to be his wife. Iconess, liked Mr Snow, and
{ thinking It would be a very fine thing to be the
wiie Of an editor, said yes as pretty as knew
how, and became Mrs Snow have seen ten
years Of married life, and find my husband to
be an amiabls good naiured man. lie always
spends his evenings at home, and is, in that re-
spect very model husband but he alwavs
brings with hun Sucha pile orexchanges, which
are limited only ty the length or his arms, and
reads while | patch the knees and elbows Of
our boys coats and pantsloons After we have
had a quaker meeting ofan hours length, /
would break the silence BY asking; Mr.. Snow,
did YOU order that coal spoke Off
'Nhatdid YOU say my dear! he asks a1er =
moments silence. .
did you order that coal spoke to you a.
boutp a.h Fr
Indeed, my dear, am very sorry, but for-
got sll about it. 1t shall come tomorrow.
Another hours silence, which is relieved BY
the babys crying, and rather liking TO hear q
NOISE OF some sort | made no effort TO quiet
him. t
MY dear, said Mr. Snow, after he had cried
minute or so, hadn't you better give the baby
some catnip tea to quiet him? he troubles me-
away without breath Of noise. Becoming
tired OF silence take a lamp and retire Cor the
night, leaving Ml. s. so Engaged with Eis paters
that he did not see me leave the room
Towards midnight he comes to bed. and lust
as lie had fallen asleep the baby takes a notion
to cry again. rise as quietly as possible and
try to still him. While am walking the room
with the small Snow in my arms our next--&
boy ofthree years-begns to scream at tho top
OF his lungs. What can | do? There IL no
other course but to call Mr.. Snow, so call out;
MIR. Snow MIR. Snowp 3 d rfie ~ oas
The second time he starts up and repEes:
Nv hat Tom--more COPY? a @ lraa.
AS thought was Ton-;hat little devil run
ming about his office! reply rather COOL No
don't want more copy, I've had enough orthat
to last my lifetime; | want to see what Fate is
crying so about ..a ta
MrcSnow makes desperate effort to rouse
him sci ; rs Fate stops to take breath. he falls
asleep again, leaving me pacing the room in as
much ycXation as can camiortably contain.
The mex morning at breakfast when L give
MIR. Snow an account Of last nights adventure,
he rep lies. Indeed my dear lam sorry ths chill
dren trouble you.' ..r
This always the way. LII complain it is.
indeed my dear l am Sorrv,' bnt should the
very same thing occur the subsequent night. rii-
rectly before his eyes very likely he would not
see or heir any thing about il unless it happen
ed to inter- pit his rl,as. Then he would pfoss
pose catnip tea, but before | can get it into the
inEtnt's stomach, he will be far in the realms of
thought leaving me not a little vex9d at his ap.
parent stupidity. q 'hi 90 griH fEsC "a
Mr., Saow knows the name Of every pansr
published in England France AMI Ger.
many,lu' he can't for the life Of him tell tho
names ofh;s children i,e knows lust the age
OF every American journal but he does not know
the age ofbis own baby lie knows Just how
each ofliis contributors look, but 4 don't believe
he can tell whether my eyes are black or blue.
The world says Mr.. Snow is getting rich; all
know about IT IS hegives me money to cothe
and feed our boys and that too, without COM
plaint. | hope the world is right in opinion.
'na whenl am fully satisfied that it is shall
advise him to resign his editorial honers and
pend a few months in becoming acqua inted
with his wife and children. The little ones
will lccl much fiattered in making tho acquain.
lance o ESQ literarya gentleman.