Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1868-01-23
Che gepablitaa.
THURspAY, JANUARY %. lSes.
A Husband who Played Bach
eIOr-A Spanish Tale.

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A Husband who Played Bach
elOr-A Spanish Tale.
A celebrated painter of Madrid
whose real name it will be more dis
Greet not to disclose, but whom
shall call Morales, had just compile
ted a superb picture for the convent
of the Escurial. He had received
pretty large sum for his work; ano
by way of little relaxation after
the long continued toll and close at
tention bestowed upon it, he had as
sembled around well spread table
in his studio a few choice spirits
from among his fellow artists. i
was bachelors entertainment
Not female was to sit down witt
them. The mistress OF the house
herself, Donna Casilda, had been ex
clnd.d. Morales hail sent her of
with the female attendant to pass thu
day with one of her cousins Blu
the good dame, having a little OF the
curiosity of Mother Eve in her com
position (as which of her fair daugh-
tiers hast not?) was very anxious to
know what was to take place during
her absence, and had q strong desire
TO find ont what so many men could
have to talk about when there were
no women present. Instead, there
fore, of remaining at the house Other
cousin, she quickly returned, bring
ing the latter with her; and presently
the twain were snugly ensconced in
a little closet adjoining the studio,
where, with eye and ear closely ap-
piled to the keyhole, they remained
eagerly listening to all that passed.
"But tell us, nv FRIEND" said one
of the guests, "why are we deprived
of the pleasure of Sonora Morales
company? Her wit, her pleasantly
and beauty, surely, would not have
diminished the charm Of this delight
ful meeting"
There" whispered the lady, to
her cousin, "that is the first sensible
speech / have heard"
"Fie. fiel' replied the husband,
pouring out a bumper of old golden
sherry, "women know nothing of the
poetry of life"
"That is true" added another;
"women are mere matter offact be-
ings; commonly place, essentially pro-
sale. What do they know about the
arts, or the enjoyments of artists"
"Foolsr exclaimed Casilda.
Eyes" continued Morales, stake
from women love intrigues and
household affairs, and they absolute
IL know not what to think or talk
about"
"Impersinent fellow" was the
Of the listeners.
"Why," added the painter, "tbey
cannot comprehend one ofthose rich
Jokes, or capital pieces of humor
which the air Of the studio inspires.
They have no conception of them
When woman plays us trick it is
always at the expense ofour honor"
"Wretch?" This word escaped the
two cousins at the same moment, and
was uttered in loud tone. But the
noise of the guests, and the rafting
of glasses prevented its being heard
.'Ah! Master Simple, and so you
defy us to play you trick without
your honor, do You? BY
our lady of Atocha, / VOW, though
It is now Shrove- Tuesday, that be-
fore Lent is over 1 will have my re-
.~r~
Casilda set her wits to work. and
vou shall hear what come Of it. On
tie following Thursday she engaged
her brother to procure from the
Place Cabeda, where they are accus-
toned to sell fragments Of old build
ngs door of the same dimensions
Is their own. which fronted on the
street. She charged him to get one
Of an antique pattern, covered with
ron work, and heavy mouldings.
This she had conveyed to her house
With all secrecy, and kept closely
concealed until the favorite moment.
She had communicated her design to
Ter brother and few female friends
n the neighborhood, on whose aid
n carrying out her plot she relied.
On a certain evening, when Nor
lies had returned home at late hour
rom o convent where he had Just
the painting of a chapel
which the monks we're to have open
ID at Easter. Casilda received him
With much warmth, and greater
,rofusion Of caresses than usual. 1t
vas very late when they retired to
.est, for Morales must first have his
supper. The night was cold and
Toward midnight the dame
began to utter deep groans, inter
Mingled with piercing cries, as if
.acked by grieyous pain. "Holy
no.aer!" exclaimed she; ~ am dy-
poor husband, my last
,our is come; let them bring a con-
lessor, and quickly-for I'm going
asst"
She accompanied these words with
yrimaces and violent ccntortions,
which women, when the humor takes
hem, SO well know how to perform.
Her husband, in condoling tone,
inquired where she felt the pain.
BLESSED Virgin was all the an
aver, "get me o confessor!-the ga
can bear it no longer, it
IS almost over with mel" u
At these cries, the domestic,
young girl. fastening to the assis-
.ance Of her mistress, applied warm
napkins to her stomache, and made
her sallow drafts Of hot spiced wine.
md other similar remedies But the
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