Middletown transcript., 1869-06-19
Popular GALES.
A Remedy for a Cross Husband.
A GOOD STORY FOR WIVES.

"Bedlam let loose! Pandemonium in
rebellion. Chaos turned inside out! What
is the reason man cannot be allowed to
sleep in the morning without the everlast-
ing racket raised about his ears? Chill
dren crying, doors slamming-I will know
the reason of all this uproar !'
Mr.. Luke Darcy shut the door of his
bedroom with considerable emphasis, and
went straight to the breakfast parlor All
was bright and quiet and pleasant there !;
the coal swapping and sparkling in the
CRATE, the china and silver neatly arranged
on the spotless damask cloth, and the
green parrot drowsily winking his yellow
eyes in the sunny glow of the eastern win
dow. Bedlam was not located just there,
and Mr. Darcy went stormingly up stairs
to the nursery.
All! the field of battle was reached at
last. Mrs. Darcy sat in her low chair try
ing to quiet the screams of an eight
months old baby, scion of the house of
Darcy, while another-a rosy boy of five
years-lay on his back, prone on the floor,
kicking and crying in an ungovernable fit
of childish passion.
loud and ominous precision, "may in
quirc what all this means? Are you aware
that it is fifteen minutes past nine o'clock?
Do you know that breakfast is waiting ?"
IL know, Luke know" said the per-
picked Mrs Darcy, striving vainly to lift
the rebellious urchin up by one arm.
"Come, Freddy, you are going to be good
now, mamma is sure, and get up and be
washed"
"No-o-op' roared Master Freddy, per-
forming brisk tattoo on the carpet with
his heels, and clawing the air at furious
rate.
Like an avenging vulture Mr.. Darcy
pouneed abruptly down on his son and
heir, carried him to the closet, and turned
the key on his screams.
"Now, sir, you can cry it out at your
leisure. Evelyn the nurse is waiting for
the baby. We'll go down to breakfast" +"
"But, Luke" hesitated Mrs. Darcy,
"you won't leave Freddy thcre?'
Wont? I'd like to know why not ?
It's temper, and nothing else, that is at
the bottom of all these demonstrations, and
I'll conquer this temper, or l will know
the reason why. 1t ought to have been
checked long ago; but you are so ridicu-
lously indulgent. There is nothing I have
so little tolerance for as bad temper
nothing that ought to be SO promptly and
severely dealt with"
"But if he'll say he's sorry, Luke ~
Mr.. Darcy raped sharply at the panels
of the door.
"Are you sorry for your naughtiness,
young man p.
A fresh outburst of screams and re-
newal of the tattoo was the answer.
81 am sure he is very sorry, Luke" :"
pleaded the all-extenuating mother, but
Mr.. Darcy shook his head
"Entire submission is the only thing I
will listen to-" he said shortly. II tell
you, Evelyn. am determined to uproot
this temper"
Evelyn, with dewy moisture shadow
ing her eyelashes and dull ache at her
heart, followed her liege lord down to the
breakfast table, with as little appetite for
the coffee, toast and eggs as might be.
A tall, blue-eyed young lady, with a
profusion Of bright, chestnut hair, and
OhSChS iinO 1ooS fOANCOs hdb aHSdly W buG
table when they descended, by name Clara
Pruyn, by lineage Mrs. Darcy's sister She
opened her blue eyes rather wide as the
two entered.
"Good gracious, Evy, what is the mat
ter 2"
Nothing" answered Luke, tartly
Mrs. Darcy, you appear TO forget that 1
have eaten no breakfast"
Something is the matter. though" !"
said Clara, shrewdly. "What is it, Eve
lyn? Has Luke had one of his tantrums ?"
Luke sat down his coffee cup with o
sharp "click."
"You use very peculiar expressions,
Miss Pruyn."
Every true ones," said Clara, saucily.
Evelyn smiled in spite of herself "It's
only Freddy, who feels a little cross,
and"
"a little cross p interrupted the indig-
nant husband. "I tell you, Evelyn, it's
quite time that temper was checked. Oh
that parrot What an intolerable sereech-