Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1869-04-16
The Best Wife In the
World.
BY AMY RANDOLPH.


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"The best wife In the world I" said
Herbert Ainscourt.
"Of course-I dare say" responded
Dir. Portcross. "But what's your
exact idea of the best wife i'm the
world? Jones says he's got the best
wife in the world, because she keeps
bis stockings darnod, takes him to
church three times of Sunday, and
never let's him have an opinion of
his own. Jenkins says he's got the
same identical article, but Jenkins
wife keeps all the money, draws his
salary for him, and makes him live
in the kitchen because the parlor is
too good for the family TO use"
"Oh ! but Daisy isn'ta bit ogreish
alittle submissive, soft.yoiced thing
that hasn't an idea except what's re-
iected from me. / tell you what,
old fellow, I'm the master of my
own houseI / come when ] please,
aud go when I please. Daisy never
vcntures on q word OF reproach.n
"Then you ought TO be ashamed Of
yourself, larking around at the clubs
as you do, Observation-Disclosures FASH
ion."
Ashamed! What Off"
why, suppose you owe some du-
ties to your wife. .......
Where's the harm? My wife does
Mt care"
Probably you think so because
she Is quiet and submissive; but II
she were to object"
"obJect! Id like to hear her try
it,
"Now look here, Ainscourt; your
wife may be model wife, but you
certainly are not model husband.
People are beginning TO talk about
the way you neglect that pretty little
blue.eyed girl"
"I'll thank people 10 mind their
own business. Neglect her, indeed
Why, man, l love her us I love my
own soul.n
"rhen why dom. you treat her rs
If you did d?''
"Oh! come, Portcross, that ques-
ton just shows wha: regular old
bachelor you arc. 1t won't DO ia
make too much Of your wife, unless
you want to spoil her."
Mr.. Portcross shook his head.
THAT sounds selfish. don't like
the ring of the metal"
And he went away, leaving Mr..
Ainscourt to finish his game Of b.l,
iiards at his leisure. .
"What regular old fuss-budge,
Portcross is" laughed the latter
"Always poking hispose into sonac.
body else's BUSINESS. There's one
comfort-I never pay any attention
to what lac says"
Meanwhile Mrs. Ainscourt was cit.
ting alone In her drawingIoom, hel
two little white hands tightly locked
i'm one another, and her fair head
slightly drooping-a delicate little
lapple-blossom OF q woman, with
blue, wistful eyes and curly, flaxel
hair, looking more like a grown-uI
child than a wife OF twenty-one sum
mers.
i
20 dear ~ sighed Daisy, cit is 81
dull here. / wish Herbert wonlt
come home. lie never spends any
time with me nowadays, and I prae
tice all the favorite songs, aud rea,
the newspapers, SO can talk abou
the things lie Is interested Ia
nni try so hard to be entertaining
1t Is very strange.
And then her oval face brightenc,
into sudden brilliarcc, and the spark
les stole into her eyes; for the wife
quick ear had detected her husband
footstep on the stairs. The next inc
ment lie came IN. M
"Well, pet, how are you 2" with
playful pinch of her cheek. "Ther
are, some boaJons for you. Whcr
are my light gloyes?"
30 Herbert! you are not goin
away again.
, II must. Daisy. There are a lot {
fellows going TO drive up to Hig
Rriiua onl up, nyo ~ fhn y,nrf, ,
You can go over to my mothers I
dinner, or send for one OF you
friends, or something. There, good
!. bye, puss; I'm in deuce of a hurry
u Aud with q careless kiss preSse
upon the quivering damask rose Of
!, mouth that was lifted up 10 hina. 1
was gone.
Daisy Aiascour. neither went