The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1869-02-26
TEMPER.
How it w AS Checked.

'Bedlam let loose PandemOnlum in
rebellion! Chaos turned inside out !!
What is the reason a man can't be allowed
to sleep peaceably in the morning without
this everlasting racket raised about bis
ears? Children crying-doors sammDg.
L will know the reason of all this uproar.
Mr.. Luke Darcy shut the door Of his bed
room with considerable emphasis, and went
straight to the breakfast parlor.
All was bright, quiet and pleasant there;
the coal swapping and sparkling IN the
CRATE, the china and silver neatly arranged
On the spotlcSs damask cloth, and the
green parrot drowsily winking his yellow
eyes in the sunny glow Of the eastern win
dow-Bedlam plainly wasn't located just
there, and Dir. Darcy went stormily up
stairs to the nursery.
All! the field OF battle was reached at
last, Mrs. Darcy sat in her little low chair
before the fire, trying TO quiet the screams
ct an eight months old baby scion OF the
house OF Darcy while another-a rosy boy
of Ave years-lay on his back, prone on
the floor, kicking and crying in an ungov>
ernable fit Of childish passion
Mrs. Daryl enunciated Luke, with
slow aud omlnous precision, may | inquire
what ali this means? Are you aware that
it is fifteen minutes past nine o clock Do
you know that breakfast is waiting?'
L know, Lnke-l know, said poor per-
picked nlrs. Darcy, striving vainly to lift
the rebellious urchin by one arm. Come,
Freddy, you are going to be good, now,
mamma is s"ra and get up to be washed.
'No--o--g,' reared master Freddy, per-
forming aNgisk tattoo on the carpet with
his heels and clawlng the air furiously.
Like an avenging vulture, Dir. Darcy
pounced abruptly down on his son and heir,
carried him promptly to the closet, and
turned the key upon his dreams.
Now, sir, you can cry 1t out at your Ieis
ure. Evelyn, nurse is waiting for the
baby. Wen 90 down to breakfast
But, Luke, hesitated Mrs. Darcy,
you went leave Freddy there
Won't, Id Ike to know why not? It's
| temper, and nothing else, that is at the
bottom of all these demonstrations, and [ II
conquer that temper or II know the reason
Why Il ought to have been checked long
ago, but you are so ridiculously indulgent
There is nothing l have so little tolerance
for as bad temper-nothing that ought to
be so promptly and severely dealt with
But if he II say he's sorry, Luke
Mr. Darcy raped sharply at the panels
of the door
Are you sorry for your nauhtiness, young
man!
A fresh outburst of screams and re-
newal Of the tattoo vas the answer.
Il am sure he is sorry, Luke pleaded
The all extenuating mother. But Mr..
Darcy shook his head.
Entire submission is the only thing |
will listen to, he said shortly L tell you,
Ey.1v, | 1ata 70 tI,,
per.
Evelyn, with dewy moisture shadow
! ing her eyelaShes, and with a dull ache a,
the breakfast table, with as little appetite
a tall, blue>eyed lady, with a profusior
of bright chestnut hair and cheeks like
rose velvet, was already at the table when
they descended by name Clara Pruyn, by
| lineage Mrs. Darcy S sister. She opened
her blue eyes rather wide as the two en-
tered.
Good gracious, Evy, what's the mat
ter?'
Nothing answered Luke, tartly
Mrs. Darcy you appear to forget that
have eaten no breakfast.
Something is the matter, though sale
Clara shrewdly. What is it, Evelyn
Has Luke had one OF his tantrums?'
Luke set down his coffee cup with
sharp click.
You use very peculiar expressions, Mis-
Pruyn'
Very true ones, said Clara, saucily.
Evelyn smiled in spite of herself.
1t is only Freddy, who feels LITTLE
cross; and
a little cross !! interrupted the indig
nant husband [ tell you, Evelyn, it
quite time that temper was checked Oh
that parrot, what an intolerable screechinl
he keeps up Mary, take that bird int
the kitchen or [ shall be tempted to wrin,
its neck. Strange that a man can't hav
a little peace once in while ! What doe
all these eggs, Evelyn? | thought | ha'
asked you to see that they were boiled fl
for Christians to eat.
Mr.. Darcy gave his egg, she'll and all,
vindictive throw upon the CRATE. Evelyn
brown eyes sparkled dangerously as she OBJ
served the vancouver, but she made no re
mark.
And the plates are as cold as stone
when I've implored again and again, tina
they might be warmed. Well, L shall ca
no breakfast this morning.
Whom Will you punish most?' demand
ed Miss Clara. Evelyn, give me enothe
cup of coffee it's perfectly delightful.
Luke pushed his chair back with ven
geance, and took up bis stand With hi
back to tie fire, both hands under his Goa
tails.
Please, sir, said the servant, deprccat
ingly slvancing, the gas bill-the ma
says would you settle it while
Not roared Luke, tempestuously
Tell the man to go about his business. /
have no small bills this morning, and
won't be so prosecuted.
Mary retreated precipitately. Clar
raised her long brown eyelaahes.
DO you know Luke, she said demurely
4 think you would feel a great deal bette
if you would do just as Freddy does-li
Hat down on the floor and kick your hee
against the carpet for while. It's an ez
ceIlent escape valve when your choler &c,
the best of you.
Luke gave bis mischievous sister>in la
a glance that ought certainly to have ann