The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1867-08-23
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Wives out of TOwn-Husbands At Home
81 would like to know" said the young
est married lady, with the least bit OF tos
of her we'll poised head, "what would be
come of my husband if it were not for iue
went to the country for week, husbsnC
taking bis meals at hotel during mn
absence. When l returned hardly recog.
niEed my own home. The parior wa.
swarming with flies, and my nice CARPET,
white ground, with lovely bouquets of roses
you know, was absolutely ruined. Stumpt
of cigars, chessmen, and cake crumbs were
scattered around. All the spittoons were
filthy to degree, and somebody had beer
there who did not know their use sadly
discovered. In the bay-window were
lot OF broken bottles and a corkscrew
whats the meaning of this?' / asked
Charley, who sat composedly. reading the
morning paper" gsas ft5a b19 sii
''Ohl didn't tell you'll had the club mesi
here while you were gone?-thought il
would save you bother, and we had some
of your blackberry wine." a1e5 tlef
Note-People don't knock the necks of
bottled homemade wine. I found out
afterward that Charley had been to the
cellar plundering around, and in tasting my
currant wine (made this summer) he had
left the sPigot turned SO that instead ol
racking off it all leaked out.
Now, had come home from nv short
visit doubly armed with tenderness for my
husband, and with good resolutions for the
management of my home, and it would not
do for me to show any impatience the first
thing, so l proceeded to my room, and there
was confusion worse confounded. Ny beau
tiful lace curtains that had done up my
self, pinDing down every point we're twisted
as tight as rope, and tied in. hard knot.
Every drawer and press was opened wide,
and all of Charley's clothes we're lying
around loose. What puzzled me the most
was to see my cedar chest turned upside
down, and my Saratoga trunk stretched
open, with trays piled outside, like toppjed
dollhouse. went to the bureau to unite
my bonnet, and there was the boot.jack,
lemon-squeezer, and punch bowl, pair OF
pants were thrown over the looking glass,
and bottle Of hair-oil broken ;, the oil had
soaked into the marble top and run down
the side OF the bureau upon the carpet, and
upon queer-shsped article that seemed to
be stocking, but looked as plump, almost,
as If it bad something in it.' My curiosity
was excited, and, after satisfying myself
that it wss Tot alive, picked it up, and
what do you think it was but one of my
wedding stockings. put my hand in and
drew out, one by one, stocking tops of
different lengths, British hose. lamb wool
and clock, dozen, and all marked in
sisters delicate hand, with maiden name
Lucy Spriggeps.,'i This was too much,
and ] called for Charley to come up.Ia Do (
"What's the matter, dear?" he answered
in his honey moon voice, taking three steps
at a time until be reached the landing where
stood, the footless stocking in my hand,
what does this mesn?' ] asked in ns
steady voice as could, for had weak
ness about those stockings, and / had put
them away in fine paper, thinking to keep
them as long as lived, and | felt my face
burning. '2a tA' 7'
"W6y, can't you tell?" said Chailey, aud
he laughed unessily, and, as only looked
at him. he varied the question, "Don't
know?" -''s
''How should II" replied. .s. ..s, a. ..il
"Well, you astonish mel Well, you know
our private theatricsls Il had never taken
part in them, and was only invited to belong
to them because they wanted Charley. who
was so handsome and handy; l didn't ex-
peet to. take part in the last performance,
but the Romeo was sick and / couldn't well
refuse Now you know he insisted. ~ 2
Nothing" answered. I'D si9sa
sWell, of course. as Romeo, had to wear
tights, and you do know that l atn thin, and
knew that you wouldn't like to hear me
called slim legs, and SO went to Riley about
it, and he was so kind as to come over, and
we hunted up your old (l) stockings, snd 10:
gether we made the handsomest set Of calves
You'd better believe il. They would have
been a fortune to any one on the stage.
Frank said So" t;.-g = s.i1
"But cannot understand how The trunks
and presses should be open,'' continued
"Oh ! there were other things needfrl and
on looking them up, found an old josey
that fitted me TO T, and wore your cloak
and used some dirty lace that CONG. across
among your scraps. They are all tied up in
the piano cover somewhere. l wish you
been here to have helped me out but the
girls said l looked splendid. By The way
dear, i havn't shirt to my back. lPhdt's
|JscORe of yO,sr qltih2 Have no idea, unless
the boys took it when they had a thow in
the wood-sbed. Little brother asked noe i
you would care if he took the sheets, and j
told him of course not, aud perhaps they
were not enough. Itwas so funny. Ton
wouldn't let the Jones boys into the show
and they stoned the wood -sfed with sticks
and stones, and made such an upruar that
the police interfered and broke it up. j
d1n't know when I've laughed so. You
would have enjoyed it. ~ rs l4. Log -5--
was not sure of it, but I said nothing
By this time had taken off my travelling
suit, and was looking around in vain for my
new wrapper. wherever is my Wrapper?'
| said to myself more than TO Charley, bui
he took it up. Il gave away one of youl
old dresses while you were gone to very
deserving person that came before oul
society for al n .,,s...,g;l .au..ar
l rather .prided myself upon busbant
taking prominent part in the Young Men,
Christian Association, but this was q ittls
TOO much, and fancy Charley thought s.
too, for he started off suddenly, saying, q
must go to business now. ] shan't be hons
to dinner, pet, and | hope you will lie dowr
and take good rest"
1t was my very best print that he hat
given away, but hadn't the conscience tG
scold about it; for, to tell you secret tha
never told him, when we were mrs
married a China and glass vender came
along, and / traded off CharieySs finest sui
for broken cologne bottle an ink-stand
and a little set of Bohemian glass. Sunday
be couldn't find his clothes, and he believes
to this day that they were stolen. He hs'
often wondered why the thief took nothing
/ else. But l must tell you about tba
bundle he referred to--that was the finish
| ing stroke. In it was my psplum basque
with the sleeves diamond.slashed, and gil
paper around it, and drops Of glae all owe
| II, and my sweet illusion waist was inside
what there was left of it. fglisi-it ilii ~,
There, too, was my set of heavy curl
brushed out maniac style, and covered wit
powder and carmine; my point lace torn
shreds; my velvet cloak In q wad, and II
inflated fellow to my wedding stocking