Muscatine weekly journal. [volume] (Muscatine, Iowa) 185?-1890, 1859-11-18

.as aH- JoSepu, Sdlu uls WILL, yoo nv"
. not send home any dinner. l shall be
zr out, and I'll take the boys over to their
IA. uncle's to dine" q. s,-s
~, a,- Toe made no answer, unless the vio-
3D. lently emphatic manner in which he
closed the docr was one. Muttering
g with anger, he strobe into restaurant
to make breakfast. Here he was
2 hailed by one Of his old bachelor
friends, Fred Sumers, who looked, up
as he heard Joe's order. -
'.Hellop' he cried, 'you here
Why what are you doing here at break
fast time. Wife sick 20 az. .'''
.getNo!" gz.asE -ga ssts4 .sy:.
CHAD a quarrel 20
"No!n 9 q 81 &a ,s'3
"Gone out Of town?''
. s'No!''y I's g, a. Z g . .-aia
"Then why don't you breakfast al
home 2? Chimney on fre?"
'sNo!" -
8 "Servants all dead % O.
ssNop' - -
s. ssChildren sick?" .ssa
"Non'
as Well, what in thunder is to pay?"
"Maria's Joined the Millerites!''
Fred gave a long whistle, and then
said, "Going to ascend next week!"
eyes, if don't commit suicide in
the meantime, you may congratulate
me. | am almost distracted. Can't
get a decent meal, children running
riot, servants saucy, house in confu-
sion, wife in the blues, either quoting
the speeches Of the elders at me, or
sewing on a white robe, and grooming
every third stitch. Hang it all, Fred,
T've great mind to take poison or join
the army.''
"H'm! HIM! you give me an enchant-
ing picture, truly, but 1 think [ can
suggest a cuIe.''
ga cure.''
eyes, if you will promise to follow
my advice, l will make your home
pleasant, your wife cheerful, and your
children happy
"Do it," cried Joe, "I'll follow your
words like soldier under his officer.
What shall do?"
At tea time Mr.. Peters entered his
home whistling. Maria was seated at
the table sewing on her white robes and
there were no signs Of preparation for
the evening meal.
t.Maria, my DEAR" said Mr.. Peters,
chaerfully, sis tea ready?"
81 don't know" was the answer,
r. shave been all day attending meeting
ooh, very we'll, never mind. At
tending meeting? You are resolved,
then, to leave me next week?'
"Oh! Joe, must 60 when I am
= called"
's"Yes, my dear, of course. Well I
must resign myself, l suppose. By
the way, my dear, has it ever occurred
to you that shall be widower with |
three children? l think I am hand
some man yet, my love,' and Joe
walked over to the glass, passed his
fingers through his hair and pulled up
his collar. Maria looked up, rather
surprised.
s'You see, my dea-, it is rather re-
lief for you to go, quietly, you know.
1t is SO wearing on the nerves to have
long illness, and besides, my dear,
there will be no funeral expenses, and
that is quite a saving
Mrs. Peters lip quivered, and her
large blue eyes filled with tears. Joe
longed to stay his heartless speech and
comfort her, but he was fearful the de-
sired effect was not gained yet.
$50, my DEAR" he continued, elf
you must go, have been thinking Of
getting another wife, +
sWhat?" cried Mrs. Peters,
"Another wife, my love. The house
must be kept in order, and the boys
cared for.''
The grief was gone out Of her face,
:. but her teeth were set with look Of
fierce wrath. "a
s'Another wife, Joe! Another wife,,
ssYes, | think have selected good !
successor. I deliberated long time,
when I was bachelor, between her
and yourself. You will like her, for g
she is your bosom friend"
tsMy bosom friend!"