Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1860-08-23
The HAPPY MAN AND THE LUCKY Doc

In this strange world Oh ours, "here
each pur.ues his own golden bubble, and
laughs at his neighbor for doing the same,
he is the happy man. who, blessed with
modest ease. a wife and children, sits en-
throned in the hearts of his family, and
knows no other ambition than that of max
ing those around him happy. But the lucky
dog is he, who, free from all domestic cares
saunters up and down his room, in morn
ing gown and slippers, drums on the win
dow of rainy day, and as he stirs his
evening fire, snaps his fingers at the world
and says: Il have no wife, nor children,
good or bad. to provide for" -
Mankind are like pendulum, they yib-
ratio frou one extreme to the other. Il
wa, so with my friend Quibble, who is
now no more. He was taken away in the
bloom Of life by very rapid widow
Before this unlimely event, he was by pre-
eminence the bold bachelor, the "good
knight, without fear and without reproach"
as the old chronicles say. He was by
birth and profession beau, born with a
quizzing glass and cane, Cock of the
walk he tapped his wings, and crowded
among the fsa,hered tribe. But alas! q
fair, white partlet has torn his crest out,
and he shall crow no more.
You will generally find him Of morn.
ing noising round beef cart, with domes-
tie felicity written in every line Of his
coun,enance. and sometimes meet him in
a cross street at noon hurrying homsward;
with beefstake on q wooden skewer, or a
fresh fish with piece of tarred twins run
through its gills. In the evening he rocks
the cradel, and gets up in the night when
the child cries. Like Goth Of the dark X
ages. he eonsults his wife as being Of
more than human goodness and. wisdom
in return she swestens his coffee for him,
puts in his breastpin, ties his crsvat iu q
bowknot, and never lets him 20 cut alone
after dark. In short, the ladies all say he
is very domestic man, and makes good
husband, which under the rose, is only q
more polite way of saying he is hen-pecksd.
Quibble is happy man.
Not so Dribbls, He is a ssxagenary
bachelor. and lucky dog. He has one ol
those well oiled dispositions, which turn UP
the hinges Of the world without creaking.
The heydey of life is over with him; but bis
old sgs is sunny end ohirping, and mer.
ry heart still nestles in his tO,tertng frame,
like q swallow tha. builds in q tumble
down chimney, -. .
Drlbble is prOfessed Squire Of Danes
The rustic of 3 silk gown is music to his
ears; and his Imagination is continually
Isntern-led by SONS wlIl-with wisp in tbs
shape Of a lady's stomaoher. In hls dsvo.
,ion TO thsIair sex, the ',muslin" as hs
calls it; he is the "gen,le flower of chival'
ry." 1t is amusing 10 see how quick he
strikes into the scent Of lady's handker.
chief. When once in pursuit there is nc
such thing as throwing him out. His hear
looks cut at his eye; and his inward de.
light ,ingles down to the tail of his coat
he loves 10 bask in the sunshine Of emile
when he oan breath the sweet atnospher,
of kid gloves and cambria handkerchlefs
his soul is in his element; and his suprem,
delight is TO pass the morning. to use hi:
own quain. language, "in making dOggins
calls, and wiggling round among the ladies!'
Dribbls is a lucky deg LOngfellow