The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1863-12-03
Mr.. Peters First Wife

a temper by no means amiable, and rang the
! bell Violently There was no answer. He
rang again, third, fourth time, still no an
swer! Ont OF all patience he went to the
door and called-Maria! Maria!
! A slight pretty little woman dressed IN
soiled, rumpled wrapper, with hair in state
of direfu confusion, answered his summon.
She bad one of those round, bright faces
which Nature intends should be decked
continual smiles, but now with all Its roses
in bloom, it was drawn to its full lengths
and the large blue eyes had serious, or
rather doleful expressian, totally at virlance'
with their usual joyous look: Her voice.
too, had lost its melodious ringing sound
and was subdued to dismal whine.
What is it, Joseph?
Where's Bridget?
Gone out for me. 1 want more white
ribbons for my ascension robe.
Mr.. Peters said very naughty word ana
then continued, cold coffee, hard eggs, break
fast not fit to eat.
7 wish. whined his wife, you would think
less of temporal matters and turn your atten-
ton to the great end of life. -......-.
Hang it all, madame, would like to en-
iov nv life while do have it. Here was l,
the happiest man in the United States Wild
pleasant home, chatty, cheeiui' loving
wife, aud good, quiet children; and now,
since you have joined the Miller:teS, wat
am 1?
Oh, Joseph, If you would only come into
that blessed circle.' =,
Oh, Maria, if you would only come out OF
it. Where's the boys?
Pm sure l don't know.
Are they going TO school today
Nv dear, their teacher has given up the
scho Of, and is turning her mind to more ex-
alted objects On, Joseph, turn now while
there is time. You have still week Tor
preparation and repentance.
Repentance! Well, when take up the
subject, it will take more than week to put
it through.
And Mr. Peters put on his coat and took
up his hat.
Joseph, said his wife. you need not send
home any dinner l shall be out, and I'll
take the boys over to their uncle'S to dine.
Joe made no answer, unless the violently
emphatic manner in which he c!oseu the
door was one. Mutteriug with anger, he
strode into A restaurant to make a breakfast.
Here he was hailed by one Of his bachelor
friends. Fred Somers, who looked up as
he heard Joe's order.
Hello! he cried, you here? why what are
you doing here at breakfast time? VILE
sick?
No!
Had quarrel?
No!
Gone to town?
No!
Then why don't you breakfast at home
chimney on fire?
No.
Servants all dead?
Ne!
Well what in the thunder is to pay?
Maria's ioiued the Millerites!
Fred gave a long whistle, and then SAID
going to ascend next week?
Yes. ami if don't commit suicide IN the
meantime you may congratulate me. am
almost distracted. Can't get decent meal;
children running riot, servants saucy, house
all in confusion, wife in the blues, either
quoting the speeches of the elders at me- or
sewing on a white robe, and groaniug every
third stitch. Hang it all. Fred. I've mind
to take poison, or join the army!
HIM! h'm! you give quite an enchanting
picture, but think l can suggest a cure.
A cure?
Yes, if you will promise to follow my ad-
vice, | will make your home pleasant your
wife cheerful, and your children happy
Do it, cried Joe, I'll follow your word
like soldier under his officer. What shall
do?
At tea time Mr.. Peters entered his home
wbistItng. Maria was seated at the table
sewing on her white robes, and there was no
signs of preparations for the evening meal.
Maria. my dear, said Mr.. Peters cheerfully,
SIS tea ready?
| do not know, wes the answer, have been
out all day attending meeting
! Oh, very well; never mind. Attending
meeting! You are resolved then, to leave
me next week?
On! Joe, 1 must go when am called.
Yes, my dear of course. Well, must
resign myself, suppose. By the way, my
/ dear, has it ever occurred to you that sha II
/ be left a widower, with three cbildrenH L
think | am a handsome man yet, my love,
and joe walked over to the glass, run his
fingers through his hair and pulled up his
shirt collar. Maria looked up, rather sur
prised.
You see, it is rather a relief for you to go
quickly. YOU know. 1t is so wearing on the
nerves to have long illness; and besides.
nv dear, there will be no funeral expenses
and that is quite asaving.
Mrs. Peters lip quivered, and her large
lblue owes filed with tears. Joe longed to
stop his heartless speech and comfort her'
but he was fearful the desired effect was not
yet gained.
So, my dear, he continued, II you mus
90, have been thinking of getting another
wife,
| What?
, Another wife, my love The house mus
be kept in order; and the boys cared for
The grief was gone from Maria's face, but
her teeth was set with a look OF intense
s wrath.
yyife loo aOoth Xvifei
Yes, l think 1 have selected good sue.
cessor. l deliberated long time, when
was bachelor, between her and yourse IT,