Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1859-08-17
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house all in confusion, wife in the blues
either quoting the speeches of the elders a
me, or sewing on white robe and groan
ing every third stitch. Hang it all, Fred
I've great mind to take poison, or joil
the army!'
'H'ml HIM, you give an enchanting
picture, but think | can suggest cure.
a cure.'
Yes, if you will promise to follow m,
advice, l Will make your home pleasant
your wife cheerful, and your children
happy
DO it." cried Joe. III follow YOU
word like soldier under his officer. Wha
shall l do?'
At tea time Mr.. Peters entered his home
whistling Maria was seated at the table
sewing on her white robes, and there wcr,
no signs of preparation for the evening
meal
Maria, my dear said Mr. Peters, cheer
fully, is tea rcady?'
i DON know was the answer, have
been out all day, attending meeting .
oh, very well; never mind. Attending
meeting? You arc resolved, then, to leave
me next week?
oh! Joe | must 90 when am called
cs, my dear, of course. Well, must
resign myself, l suppose. BY the way, my
dear, has it ever occurred to you that /
shall be left widower with three children?
l think | am a handsome 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
You see, dear. it is rather a relief for
YOU to 60 quietly you know. 1t is so wear
ing on the nerves to have long illness
and besides my dear, there will be no fu-
neral expenses, and that is quite saving
Mrs. Peters lip quiyercd, and her large
blue eyes filed with tears. Joe longed to
stop his heartlcss speech and comfort her,
but he was fearful the desired effect was
not gained yet.
/. SO, my DEAR he continued, if you must
CO. have been thinking of getting another
wife
What p cried Mrs Peters.
Another wife, my love. The house
must be kept in order, and the boys cared
for.
The grief was gone from Maria's face,
but her teeth were set with look of fierce
wrath.
Another wife, Joe, another wife,
Yes. l think l have selected good
successor. l dclibcrated a long time, when
l was bachelor, between her and yourself.
You will like her, for she is your bosom
friend.
Yes, my dear. l think on the day that
you ascend, will marry Sarah Ingraham, =
What. that good-for-nothing, silly, emp
ty-headed old maid, the mother of my chill
dren! What!'
We'll, my dear, it seems to me the best
| can do. l don't want to leave my bust
ness to go courting, and she will have Inc,
| know
No doubt, Oh, you great brutal hate
ful-.'
Stop, my dear, don't fly into fury!
We will try to spend our last week in hap
piness. Oh, by the way, 1 have PROPOSE
ton to make
Go on, sir don't spare me-
All, yes, that is the very thing 1 wish to
do. | know your mind is entierely en-
crossed with your ascension, and 1 wish to
spare you the care of the house Suppose
you invite Sarah here tomorrow, to spend
4 week.
'What?'
Then | can arrange our matrimonial .
preparations in the evening, while you are
at the lecture
.What?'
And you can leave the hou5e in her
charge all day. That will give you plenty
Of time to 60 out, and she can learn the
ways about in the house
What
And, my dear, one little favor 1t may
be the last shall ever ask. Stay at home
me or two days, won't you, and show her
round, where you keep things. and so on, so
that she won't have any trouble in keeping
'rder after you 60. You will do this to
oblige me, won't you9'
Mrs. Peters for answer, rolled up the
robe into ball and fired it at
Toe. The cotton, scissors, work basket, and ;
able-cloth followed each other in such rap
d succession, that he was unable even to
iy. Then Maria's rage found vent in :
words.
so. you and Sarahl That's the reason
'Ou whistled when you came inl You will
&c very glad to have me 60. and marry her, $