Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1869-02-24
Vol. 64.-3254. No. 1S.

ly, " ! think you would feel great deal bet.
ter If you'd do just as Freddie does-lie fat
down on the floor, and kick your heels against
the carpet for while. It's an excellent cs.
cape valve when your choler gets the better
Of you"
luke gave his mschieyous sister.in.law
glance that ough, certainly to have annihil.
ated her, and walked out Of the room, giving
the door bang thatwould bear but one interpre.
tation. Then Clara came round to her sister
and buried her pink face in Evelyns neck.
Don't scold me Evy. please-I know
w been very naughty to tease Luke So
You have spoken nothing but the truth"
said Evelyn quietly, with her coral lips com.
pressed, and scarlet spot burning on each
cheek Clara 7 seuoes;raes wonder how I
can endure the daily crosses Of my husbands
temper 90
" Temper 90 aid Clara. with q toss Of her
chestnut brown hair And the poor dear
fellow hasn't the least idea how disagreeable
he makes himself"
Z Only this morning" said Evelyn, he
punished Freddie with unrelenting severity,
for fl Of ill-humor which he himself has
duplicated within the last half hour. | am
no moralist, but it strikes me that the fault
/ Is rather more to be ccnsured in fdll-grown,
reasoning man, than in a child"
Evelyn" said Clara grayely, do you
| suppose be is beyond the power of cure ?"
hope not but what can 90 Shut
him up as he shut little Freddie ?"
Evelyn's merry irresistible laugh was
checked by the arch peculiar expression in
Clara's blue eyes.
The remedy needs to be something short
and sharp" said Clara, "and the dark closet
system certainly combines both requisites
Tears and Mysteries are played out long ago
in matrimonial skirnishes, you know, Evy.n
Nonsense - laughed Mrs Darcy, rising
from the breakfast table in obedience to her
husbands peremptory summons from above
stairs, while Clara shrugged her shoulders
and went 10 look for her work basket.
I Luke was standing in front of his bureau
drawer, Hinging shirts, collars, cravats aud
stockings recklessly upon the bedroom floor.
I'd like to know where my silk handker.
chiefs are Mrs Darcy,' he fumed Such
a state as my bureau is in is enough to drive
a man crazy n
/" It's enough to drive a woman crazy,
think r said Evelyn, hopclessly STOPPING to
pick up few of the scattered articles.
" You were at the bureau last, Luke. It
is your own iault!'
My fault r. Of course i is my fault
snarcd Luke, giving Mrs Dareys poodle a
kick that sent it bowling to it, mistress.
Anything but woman's retorting, recrim-
mating tongue Mrs Darcy, | won't endure
it any longer
L" Neither will I!n said Evelyn, resolutely
advancing. a. her husband plunged into the
closet for his business coat. and promptly
shutting and locking the door II think I've
endured IL quite long cnough-and here's an
end of itin
Mrs Darcy! open the door," said Luke.
scarcely able to credit the evidence of his own
senses
al shall do no such thing said Mrs. Dar-
ey composedly, beginning TO re-arranpe shirts.
stockings. and flannel wrappers in their nppro.
pirate reyeptacles.
" Mrs Dr-cyl ronred LIKE. AZ a fever
heat Of impoteni rnae, what on earth do
YOU mean .
IL mean to keen YOU in that clothespress.
4 Mr.. Darcy. until YOU have made up your
mind to come out in a more enyiable frame Of
mind. If the system succeeds with Freddy.
it certainly ought TO with you and ana
sure YOUR temper is much more intolerabIe
hon Ii."
Tbers was , dead silence of fun s;x,v sec-
! ends In the cIosct. then a sudden burs, of
vocal wrath
:, Mrs Darcy omen the door thi, instant
madam
But Eyelyn went an bumn,iny n sauev n.
tie onera air and nrr,nyinc hor elotbes
DO YOU hear me?
.Yes-I hear you.s
F" VIII you obey meq"
"a Not nnt;l voubave solemoIv nrou,is,rl mo
to mt some .ort of control on hat temper Of
yours not until YOU pledpe yourself hcre.
aGer IN trent vour wifs as n lady sbonla r.,
treated. not as a meniaI."
ii won't.p
don't fnd the atmosphere at all oppressive
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