Civilian & telegraph. [volume] (Cumberland, Md.) 1859-1875, 1864-06-02
A New ;Saw or, curing a Bad Habit
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ly declared were letters" for her: at
any rate tEey made their darkness and if
there were letters at all, they we're 'dcad
letters" 50 that it became necessary to
remove them.
i wish you would bring me the lamp
scissors, Thomas, / can't sec worth a
cent
All right again.
Now, let us know what lady Dcblock
has to say said Tom, stretching himself
once more.
Susan contained the reading for five
minutes, and thSh stopped again.
My throat is all dried up. wish
you would get me some water. There is
some in the pail in the back ROOM
Tom got the water, and Susan went ON
again.
Rap, tap, tap.
Somebody at the door, Thomas
Take the light, Susan, aud see who it
is.
You go, Thomas
Tom did CO. II was only man who
wanted to know where Peter Pendleton
lived.
Once more Tom was settled, but the
fire got down, and Susan wanted him to
fix it, though the wood lay BY the fire.
place.
4 guess won't hear any more to-nigh,
Susie Twill 90 to bed now said the
yawning.
There is only two page to the end of
of the chapter.'
i am too fatigued ! and Tom retired
in disgust
Three years after.
Tom sat in the store smoking long
nine. For nearly year he had spent
bis evenings there smoking and telling
stories till long after bed time.
What for? Tom used to have such
cosy times at home, evenings--wby didn't
he stay there now, instead of loafng about
the stores and as,ociating with all the
rowdies and vagabonds of Spindleville.
We are sorry to say it; but TOMS
house is no longer pleasant place to him.
He could never sit there half an hour
without his wife asking him to do some
thing which more properly belonged to
her, and which she could do just as well
as he.
That very evening he had sat down
before the fire in his comfortable sitting
room, to make out some bills against
some Of his customers. lie had got the
items Of Mr. Pendleton's accout on the
paper, and was running up the columns of
figures.
Tom. wish you would get pitcher
Of water. am almost choked, interrupted
Susan, who sat at the other side of the
table, making little apron for the mex,
baby.
'Forty-onc, forty-seven, ffty-two,
said Tom, continuing to add figures.
The pitcher is on the table in the
Kitchen
'Sixty-threc. scventy-eight, eighty
Rinse it out before you put it into the
pail
Zero. carries eight
Come, Tom, will youH
Eight eleven, sixteen
Il am almost choked.' said Susan,
reaching over and taking hold of his arm
Get me some water, will your
Get it yourseIf-cight, eleven, six.
teen
That is polite, I must say
'Twenty-one. twenty-eight.'
.'Will you get the water or motif
NO, l won't
1T did not used to be So snivelcd
Susan. When asked you to do an y
thing for me-
Like darn fool. did it-cight,
eleven sixteen
i never thought you would treat me
So,
Twenty-ono, twenty-cight-'
you are an altered man you are of
now almost every evening"" whined the
poor wife-wc pity her while we point
out the fault
There exclaimed Tom closing his
account book in a pet. and putting it back
into the secretary. Il should as soon
think Of doing anything in Tophet as
here
Seizing his hat, he rushed out Of the
house, and made his way to the store
where We found him at the opening Of
this chapter.
He had not been gone more than half
an hour, before uncle Tim. her mother
brother, a substantial old farmer, who
took great interest in Susan's welfare,
made her call.
The poor wifc's tears were hardly dry,
and her eyes were swollen with weeping
She believed herself to be the most cruel
ly abused woman in SpindleyiIle--a mar
TYR to the harshncss and cruelty of her
husband
Where's Toni asked uncle Tim.
He is not at homo You know he
never stays at home of evenings now
replied Susan, struggling to repress a
food of tears.
What's the matter. Susie? You look
as though you had been crying contin-
ucd the old man kindly. Pm afraid Tom
amt so good fellow as we used tc think
he was
Susan only shook her head, and uncle
lin sat in silence for few minutes
Suddenly the poor wife no longer able to
hide her grief, burst into tears, and sob
bed like child.
What's the matter, SusieF
Tom was very cross to me tonight
How did it happen? asked the old
man. who had been close observer of
his nicce's domestic relations, and
who already understood matters very
, we'll.
Why. you see he was making out BILLS
and asked him to bring me pitcher Of
water. Then he scolded terribly
i have been afraid Of this since the
first week you were married, added un.
Gle Tim.
1 am sure do everything can te
please him, but'he grows worse and
worse r. -
s'Pose you won't thank me Susie
for telling you it is mostly your fault