Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1859-08-17
THE INTELLIGENCER2.
[From the \. y. sandav Ti15,a.
y. l. sunday Tines
A Ii NnSl lEnuE

LFFom the n Y. Sunday Timesl
A HUSBANDS LOVE.
A respectable "knight Of the sc;sso-s,, To-,
IN ancient times: his name was Thimhle NJ.
Ihlmolc had wife, and
.Sic wife Thimbe had
l EHd ma gle bodle for her,
0he leu thimble wrctchcd life, miserable life
"a dog life, in fact. But Providence took
ply on Ihlmble, by taking Thimble's wife. So
II teti out, all ofa sudden, that s"rhimble's scoI
.hg vile lay dead"-deada as herring, .'herrings
winch are red" To the everlasting and hnr1
ing shame OF the unfeeliug ThimbIe, it is related
oy metrlcal chronclerS. that he said-"Hei~hs
no, IN anything but lugubrious tone Of voice.
cut caper, aud remarked that death had cab
oaSed her. No doubt, if Death, who in the
main Is benevolent individual. although the
| nik does call MIN the terIninator of delights
and separator of companies" had been left 10 do
ms own business, without inprrtinent inference
Inlmbie would have led happy life ever after
i1ut 1t appears that Mrs. Thimbic had ring ON
her finger, and this ring excited the cnpic3itv of
The sexton. Al dead Of night, therefore, that
laithieSS custodian of the mortuary remains OF
the parish opened the grave of Mrs. ThimbIe-
"hE dld he do the neiarOus act? The metri.
cal chronicle, already referred to, informs US:
TO @ saw OF her finger, and steal the ring,
But she rose upon end,
And gave great fling,
You shall do no such thing
Away ran the petty larceny rogue Of n sexton,
and out of her coffin bounced Mrs. Thimble, and
away home battered She, ali in her bare feet
and With her Shr0ud gathered up for convenience
in running, as ladies gather their crinoline now.
OF rainy day. And when She got there, she
raised Il mighty din; but the sensible Thimble
popped his head out of the window, and cried:
You're dead, my duck, and l can't let YOU in"
ana went comfortably to bed again. Whether
Mrs. Thimble went back to her coffin like do.
cent mr. hnfh
nelgh6ors, the song does not say.
Similarly. about week ago, a Mrs. Peters
dled, or was supposed to die, IN ROME Franklin
county, Ohio, and they put her in her cofin.-
Bat before the top was screwed on somebody
said the corpse was in pcrspiration Natural
y enough, this threw Peters, the husband, into
a cold sweat, and TO prevent any possibility of
the dear deceased catching cold from length
ened exposure he had the top clappcd on aud
screwed down as soon as possible. But after
they bad buried her deccntly, and Peters gone
home to enjoy the luxury Of woe, some pestifer.
olSlp meddiesomc annts, unclcs, cousins, and
other near relations OF Mrs. Peters came along
and within four hours of her being quietly en-
tomhed deg her up again. Bat what added to
the ScandalOuS lmPrOpricty of the proceeding
OF the part of Mrs. Peters and her relations
was that, when proper reStorateS were admin
lStered, Mrs. Peters came TO, grew lively as a
cricket took off her grave clothes, put on her
ordinary hoops and calico, and went home with
her friends and relatives to dinner! In addi-
ton TO this act Of insuhordina,ion, and, in fact
downright rebellion against ''lhe awful rnle and
right supremacy" of her husband, actually, IN
addition to refusing to stay dead and buried
she also refuses to go back and live with the
disconsolatc Peters, simply because he buried
her whilst she was in cold pcrSpiratiun Mrs
Fhimble did come back to her husband, but
Mrs. Peters won't
We consider Mrs Peters disgrace to her
sex, and Peters one of the most ili-uscd of men!
His case is one which demands special sym
pathy from the ancient guild of undertakers-
gratis with any amount of rosewood cofins for
any number ofwives he may hereafter have the
] happinesS to bury.