Weekly Trinity journal., 1870-04-09
A Cross Husband-How He was Cured

HIS Huulhu-uuluIc SlOIJ wei llIustTdleS per-
verted temper, and shows how in one case it was
subdued without recourse to corporea punish
ment, divorce, or suicide.
" Bedlam let loose PandemoRum in rebel
lion Choas turned inside out What is the
reason man cannot be allowed to sleep in the
morning without this everlasting racket raised
about his ears? Children crying-doors slam
ming-l 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. Bed
lam wasn't located just there, and Mr.. Darcy
went stormingly up stairs to the nursery.
Ah the field of battle was reached at last.
Mrs. Darcy sat in her low chair trying to quiet
the screams of eght-month- old baby of
the house of Darcy, while rosy boy of FIVE years
lay on his back, kicking and crying in un-
governable fit of childish passion
" Mrs. Darcy ~ enunciated Luke, with loud
and ominous percsion, % may inquire what all
this means2 Do you know that breakfast is
watingY'
81 know, Luke know" said poor per-
plexed Mrs. Darcy, striving vanly TO lift the
rebelllous urchin up by one arm. Come,
Freddy, get up and be washed"
"No-o-o ~ roared Master Freddy, performing
brisk tattoo on the carpet with his heels, and
clawlng the air at furious rate.
Like an evening vulture Mr.. Darcy pounced on
turned the key upon his screams.
"Now, sir, you can cry it out at your leisure.
Evelyn, the nurse is waiting for the baby.
Wen go down to breakfast"
"But, Luke" hestated Mrs. Darcy, "you
won't leave Freddy there -
/" It's temper that is at the bottom of these
demonstrations, and I'll conquer that temper or
know the reason why. 1t ought to have been
checked long ago, but you are SO ridiculously
indulgent"
"But if he'll say he's sorry, Lske?"
Mr.. Darcy tapped sharply at the pannels of
the door.
Are you sorry for your naughtiness, young
manF'
A fresh outburst of screams and renewal of
the tattoo was the answer.
"I am he is sorry, Luke" pleaded his
mother, but Mr.. Darcy shook his head
" Entire submission is the only thing will
listen to-" he said, shortly.
Evelyn, with dewy moisture shadowing her
eyelashes, and dull ache at the heart followed
her liege lord down to the breakfast-table.
A tall, blue-eyed young lady, with bright
chestnut hair, and cheeks like rose-velvet, was
at the table, 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's the matter?"
Nothing answered Luke tarly.
Something is the matter, though" said
Luke had one of his tantrums ?"
Luke sat down his coIee-cup with a sharp
click
You have very peculiar expressions, Miss
Pruyn."
"Very true ones" said Clara, saucy.
:" It's only Freddy, who feels little cross,
"a little cross p interrupted the indignant
husband. I" tell you, Evelyn, it's quite time it
was checked. Oh, that parrot what an inloler-
able sereetching he keeps upi Mary take that
bird into the kitchen, or shall be tempted to
wiring its neck. What does all these eggs,
Evelyn?"
Mr.. Dorcy gave his egg, shell and all, vim
dctive throw into the CRATE.
" And the plates are as cold as a stone when
I've implored again and again that they might
be warmed. Well, shall eat no breakfast this
morning"
"Whom will you punish most1" demanded
Miss Clara.
Luke pushed his chair back with vengeance,
and took up his stand with his back to the fire.
" Please sir, /" said the servant, deprecatingly
advancing, I" the gas bill-the man says would
you settle it while
Mop roared Luke, tempestuously. "Tell
the man to go about his business have no
small change this morning"
Mary retreated precipitatey; CLARA raised her
long brown eye-lashes.
r,
" | think you would feel better if you would do
just as Freddy does-lie fiat down on the floor
and Kick your heels against the carpet for
while"
Luke gave his mischisvous ssterin-law
glance that ought certainly 10 have annihilated
her, and walked out of the room, closing the
door behind him with bang that would bear no
raise Interpretation. Then Clara came round to
her sister, and buried her pink face in Evelyn's
neck"
Don't scold me, Evy, please, know have
been naughty to tease Luke So"
You have spoken nothing but the truth
said Evelyn, quickly. " Clara, sometimes
wonder Now can endure the daily cross of my
husbands temper"
Temper ~ said Clara, with a toss of her
chestnut brown hair. And the poor dear fell
low hasn't the least idea how disagreeable he
makes himself"
"Only this mosning," said Evelyn, " he pun
ished Freddy with unrelenting severity for fiji
OF ill-humor which he himself has duplicated
within the last half hour"
Evelyn" said Clara, gravely, ado you sup
pose he is beyond the power of cure2"
" hope not but what can do? Shut him
up, as he shut up little FreddyH
Evelyn's merry, irresistible laugh, was checked
by the arch, peculiar expression in Claras blue
eyes.
"The remedy needs to be something short
and sharp" said Clara "and the dark-closet
system combines both requisites" ="
"Nonsense ~ laughed Mrs. Darcy, rising from
the breakfast-table, in obedience to her hus-
bands peremptory summons from above stairs
Luke was standing in front of his bureau
drawer, finging shirts, collars, cravats and
stockings, recklessly upon the bedroom floor.
I'd like to know where my silk handkerchefs
are, Mrs. Darcy" he famed. "Such a state as
my bureau is in is enough to drive man
,razAP'
Itv enough to drive woman crazy, think,
aid Ielyn hopelessly, STOPPING to pick up
ew o he scattered articles. "You were at the
urea last, Luke. II is your own fault p
M ault-of course it's my fault p snarled