The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-08-09
Why Mrs. Peters Didn't Leave.
esnEAR, DEAR no toast eggs
~ boiled as hard as brickbats, and


q temper by no means amiable, and rang
the bell violently. There was no answer
He rang again, a third, fourth time,
and still no answer Out of all patience
he went to the door and called" Maria !
Maria p
A slight pretty little woman, dressed
in soiled tumbled wrapper with hair
in state of direful confusion, answered
his summons. She had one of those
bright faces which Nature intended
should be decked with continual smiles :,
but now, with all it's roses in bloom it was
drawn to its full length, and the large
blue eyes had a serious, or rather dole
ful expression, totally at variance with the
usual joyous look. Her voice, too, had
lost its meodious, ringing, sound, and was
subdued to dismal whine.
W hat is it, Joseph 2"
G Where's Bridget?"
Gone out for me. want more
white ribbon for my ascension robe"
Mr.. Peters said very naughty word
and then continued " Cold coffee, hard
eggs, breakfast not fit to eat"
81 wish" whined his wife, you would
think less Of temporal matters, and turn
your attention to the great end of life"
Hang it all, madam, | like to enjoy
my life when | have it. Here was |,
the happicst man in the United States.
with pleasant home, chatty, cheerful
loving wife, and good quiet children !;
and now, since you have joined the Miller
rites, what am | 2"
go, Joseph, if you would only, only
come into that blessed circle"
ooh, Maria, if you would only come
out of it, Where are the boys %
Pm sure don't know"
care they going to school to day ?"
No, dear Joseph"
For what reason madam"
My dear their teacher has given up
the school and is turning her mind to
more exalted objects Oh, Joseph, turn
now, while there's time. You have still
week for preparation and repentance, ="
Repentance Well when | take up
che subject it will take more than a week
to put it through
And Mr.. Peters put on his coat and
took up his hat"
"Joseph," " said his wife, you need not
send home any dinner. I shall be out,
and I'll take the boys over to their uncle's
to dinner Joe made no answer, unless the
violently emphatic manner in which he
closed the door was one. Muttering with
anger, he strobe into RESTRAINT to make
break fast. Here he was hailed by one
Of his friends, Fred. Sommers, who look
ed up as he heard Joe's order.
Halloe !" he cried you here What
you doing here at breakfast time2 Wife
sick 2"
emo"
d" Had quarrel ?''
"No."
"Gone to town ?"
"No."
"Then" why don't you breakfast at
home Chimney on fire ?"
"No."
"Well, what in thunder is to pay? ?"
" Maria's joined the Millerites ?"
Fred gave long shrill whistle, and
then said: "Going to ascend next
week 2"
eyes, and if don't commit suicide
in the mean time, you may congratulate
ME. | am almost distracted. Can't get
decent meal children running riot,
servants saucy, house all in confusion,
wife got the blues either noting the
speeches of the elders at me, or sewing
on white robe,a and groanng every third
or fourth stitch. Hang it ALL Fred, I've
great mind to take poison or join the
army"
"H'm HIM you give an enchanting
picture, but l think / can suggest a
cure.
"a cuye?'
" Yes, if you will promise to take my
advice, | will make your home pleasant
your wife cheerful, and your children
happy"
"Do it cried Joe. "I'll follow your
word like soldier under his superior Off
Ger. What shall I dol"
AT tea time Mr., Peters entered his
home, whistling. Maria was seated at
her sewing and there were no sions of