The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1864-01-07

noticed that the beam is looseP
This rather staggered Job Poison; but he
quickly recovered himself, and placed bis
right foot little more firmly upon the
} floor.
Sarah he said. I will look out for my
own affairs. Ifyou will attend to your du-
ties hero in the house, you'll do enough
Job Poison. what do you meap5'
Il mean this,' replied Job, speaking
quickly and snsppisbly. He hadn't the
strength to speak slow and sternly. i
mean this. I'll be master of my own affairs.
l don't need a ruler; and what's more,
don't intend to have onel'
At first his wife was astonished; but when
she saw that he kept his eyes upon the fire,
not daring to raise them toward her; and
when she that his teeth were closely
shut and his head cooked upon one side,
the truth flashed upon her. She was a
woman of quick. keen perception, and she
knew that he had been down to the store,
and she knew who were in the habit of con-
gregatng there. 1t just as pain to her
/ perception. as though she had heard Sam
Shnte and Tom Burnham ventilating their
stores of domestic philosophy.
job she inquired very quickly, what
are my duties?'
Now Job Poison h ad put his foot into it,
and he must not back down. He was not
a diplomat, and he answered bluntly and
| squarely.
Your duty is to obey your husband; and
be added; fixing himself firmly in his seat
Il hope you will do it,
Do you mean that you are going to turn
over new lea! iu your family2' inquired
Mrs. Poison.
That's it exactly cried Job. You've
hit it the first time
"a nd Won are to be m aster2'
Il am
And hereafter you want mono of nv
suggestions?'
Hereafter shall pay such attention to
your suggestions as l may think they
merit
Mrs. Preston resumed her sewing.
Poor, dear little mani She did not say !
this aloud; but she thought it to herself. |
A quiet smile stole over her pretty face,
and she patted her trim foot upon the floor.
She had not the least thought Of being an
CRY with her husband-uotthel least in the
world. She knew his weakness; and she
knew that something had been thorning
him.
job she said, after she had reflected
a few moments. I am your wife. You
are man, while I am a woman. 1t is
right that you should command. am
your servant. Give me your orders as you
please, but beg you 10 treat me kindly.
And then with sober face and bended
head, Sarah pursued her work.
What in the world was Job Poison to
say now? He had never heard mis- wife
speak sn sadly before. He sat upon nettles.
He got up and went to the closet; and
finally he left the house. He went to the
barn, and examined the beam over the ;
tie-up. 1t was loose. and he saw at once
llok; - l. 1. |
DO it tthen-it would look too much ike
being governed by bis wife. By and bv he !
went arouRd and looked at the steps at the :
ront door. They certainly needed fixing, !
Dut he would not do the lob until after 8
Inner. His wife lad told him that he had
letter do it before dinner. If be put it of =
III afternoon that would show that he was =
lot controlled by his wife. .
For an hour and a half Job Poison I
oafed around the barn and sh ed like I
nan who knew not what to do with him n
elf. i
The door steps and the tis-up beam
roub!ed him. He knew that they ought
o be fixed; but he could not turn his back Il
s soon upon the new road.
At length the dinner horn sounded and
'ob went in and took his seat at the table
the old smile, that had. for fifteen years, }
heered him morning, noon and night, had -
adsd from his wfe's face and she gazed .
pom him meekly and subm issively. "
will my master have some of this sauce? a
he asked. There was no irony in the
malevolence; but she spoke quiet a.
Y and politely. W
Yes said Job, ] should like some of it, II
But his dinner did, not taste good to him. ii
Ie did not feel at home. He felt, to use
ne form OF his own thought, like a cat in in
strange garrett After dinner he went out p
id smoked in the shed; and tn en- he went
and fixed the door step. This was fiu- it
led about the middle Of the afternoon, and tt
ON then until supper time. he worked at
is wood pile. Atthe supper table he felt OF
ore nervous and uneasy tn an he had done
dinner. Once or twice he veutured to u
Use his ewes to his wife's face,> but there nc
as no smile for him-none of the old hap
: look. tr
This was more than Job Poison had been be
'epared for. Hehad-or supposed he had
screwed his courage up To the point OF tu u
Getting his .wifes temper. In fact, he had Je
store Of harsh mmanding words, already pi
ranged to hurl back at her when she
ouid dare 10 question his authority. or Of ID
r to treat him with contempt. But he had te
It planne for m Getting suoh an emergency ne
this. He had announced his intention
governing his wife, and she had taken
m at his word. What should he dof- a.
ow should he commenced? What sort of 3.
tack had he before him? As he sat in the ~ -
Kinney corner after the evenings chores ~
i'd all been done, smoking his pipe. he
1t very much like a man who bad at
mptsd to speak ~ meeting. and had for tss Ps
,tten his speech. His wife had been in ~
% habit, every evening, when she was .i
ell. of singing and chatting over her knit W.
lg; but her voice was now hushed.
At nine O'Clock be arose to attend to his ST.