The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1868-08-07
FRElONF sANggsKY COUNTY,. OHIo ERIDAE AUGUST z Ig6g

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'0h! there is nothing in the paper
this morning but the same old tariff
discussion; in fact, they quite dull
here they are-perhaps you can pick
out something for yourself. 'a
At twelve Smith sank into the arm.
of Morpheus, and slept still; but alas
waking, begged for his wife and wash
bowl. Both were forthcoming, as also
the expected result. The rest of The
day till dark, the blinds were opened
and shut; the bottle of hot water or
and off duty, and Mrs. Smith stayed By
to see him be sick. About seven IN
the evening he desparingly signiiet
his wish to retire, adding
4 suppose of course, you don't fee
sleepy at all p T
No. said Mary, looking from tb,
window at the lovely moon just rising
no, not very .-.a ~
We'll, said Smith, don't come il
you don't want to, but 1 cannot set NJ
any longer, and I have an idea l shall
get to sleep 3 H.. ,.--, -
So Mary went to bed with her beard
ed baby.
A week Lad ela.ped. Smith was in
good health and spirits. He coulC
smoke. The world wasn't charne
house at all, Mary was fiat on her bacl
with the nervous headache.
Sick p asked Smith. ''o' a'
Shocking pain in my temples, said
Mary. i- giaI7 z 81
'What a pity answered Smith par
ling his nails at the window withou
turning bis head. Its going to be
such lovely day-quite like spring
Have you the least idea where nv graz
pants sreP itsi as
Ne said Mary, fsintly from the pill
lows. i think they are in the closet.
SO strange, said Smith, about those
gray pants; l don't think they have
worn very well, do youl And do you
know anything about that milk bill
whether it is right or not3 Aud, By
the way, did my shoes come home las
night and has that man been to fl
the front door,
my head aches so bad, said Mary
that l can't remember anything. Biddy
will tell you
well, Tn sorry for you,' said Smith
tying his cravat at the glass. The very
best thing for you is to keep quiet, and
I'll take myself out of the way. SIeeT
is the thing for YOU
So Smith put on his heaviest pair o.
boots, and went all over the house, and
whistled the Stars and Stripes, aud ate
his breakfast, and then came up to her
70 discuss the relative claims of pork and
beef and the chicken for that days din.
ner, closing by another recommeuda.
tion to keep quiet, and not bother her
self about anything,
NO betterP asked Smith, reproach,
fully, at six o'clock that evening; mo
better. I thought you'd be well, Ger,
tsinly, by this time, after days quiet.
Quietl She had had the whole kitchen
retinue after her all day, asking more
questions than there is in the Assem-.
bly's catechism, and the front door bell
ringing as if by order Of the fire de-
partment; but she said nothing at al
about that; if she had, Smith would
have replied with that lordly wave o.
his hand with which men dispose Of
such things; You shouldn't allow such
trihes to trouble you.
No better, then + Smith inquired, as
if in gratitude to him he really deserved
a modification Of her former repIy-hc
better! Well, sleep, after ali, is the
best thing; and, as | can't do anything
for you 1 think, as it is such lovely
night that 1 will stroll out a while.
There, there, said he, pattiug the end
of the blanket go to sleep now,' and
close upon his retiring heels she heard
the laundering bang of the front
door.
After divers and many comparisons
between male and female headaches,
and seeming incongruity on the male
mind of the same course of treatment
for both, Mrs. Smith slept to be walked
about twelve by Smith, who thumped
up stairs in his boots, and advised her
again as to the efficiency of sleep in
case of female headache. Then Smith
went to bed and slept the sleep of the
just, with not a glimmering of an idea
that he was not the unsel6hest and
loVingest of husbands. Indeed, had
his wife questioned it, he would have
pointed her to that column in the daily
papers whore are given of husbands
who make it a practice to crack their
wives skulls once week; and placing
his arms akimboo, with a stern look,
would have asked her, with his nose
close to her face
What if she had such husband as
thatp