Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1870-03-10
A CROSS HUSBAND.
HOW HE WAS CURED.

/ saw amodel husbandIn a dream, Is
Where thfngsare not exactly what they Seem,
A moral man. to skeptics be il known:
The wife he loved and cherished was-his own;
And for the test-I saw the husband wait,
With horse and chaise, ave niihutes at the gate.
Or bitter word, though waiting half an hour
For dinner; and like Patience on a throne,
He didn't swear 70 find button gone vors-x
This human nature story well illustrates
perverted temper, and shows how in
one case it was subdued without recourse
to corporal punishment, divorce, or sui
eide.
:" Bedlam let loosei Pandemonium
in rebellion! Chaos turned inside out /!
What is the reason n man can not be al
lowed to sleepliu lbei morning without
this everlasting racket raised about his
aars9 Children crying-doors slam
miug-,I viii know the reason Of all this
nproar."
Mr.. Luke Darcy shut the door of his
bedroom with considerable emphasis.
and vent straight 10 the breakfast parlor.
All was bright and quiet and pleasant
-BedIam wasn't located Just there, aud
Mr.. Darcy went stormingly up stairs to
the nursery.
Ahl the field of battle was reached at
last. Mrs. Darcy sat in her low chair
trying to quiet the screams of an eight
month old baby-s scion of the house of
Darcy, while rosy boy Of five years
lay on his back, kicking and crying
in an ungovernsbIsfit of childish passion.
4" Mrs. Darcy p enunciated Luke, with
load and ominous precision, "may 1
inquire what oil this meansi DO you
know that breakfast is wsitipgf"
al know, Luke know" said poor
perpiexed Mrs. Darcy. striving vainly to
lift the rebellious nfchin up by enc arm.
"Come. Freddy, get up aud be washed"
aEo.o o." roared Master Freddy, per.
forming a'brisk tsttoo on the carpet with
bis heals and elawing the sir ats fariS
GUS rate.
Like an assngi6g Snlture Ne. Darcy
pounesd on his sou and heir, carried him
TO the closet and turned tho key upon bis
screams.gt ssEvasI ia1ra-z. 81 ..- .r.r-
"NoW, sir; you esul eryit out at your
Ieisures Evelyn. the nurse is waiting
fss tie baby. i Wen go down to break
fast" .s e...--a. s-rv.-
But Luke" hesitated Mrs. Darcy,
1'you won't leave Freddy there" 81.
ats temper that is at the bottom Of
these demonstrations, and. IN conquer
that temper or know the reason why
1t ought to ,bave been checked long ago,
but you are SO ridicuiously induigeht."
"But If he'll say hos sorry, Luke?"
Mr.. Darcy tapped sharply at the panels
OF the door. '-i'ssA 80
"Ate+you sorry for your baughtiness,
young man?" -g s-.-.-. s
A fresh outburst of screams aud re-
newai Of . tattoo Was the answer. or
Z" am sure he is sorry, Luke" plead
ed his mother, lbnt Mr. Darcy shook his
head. -,-.- .--.--..
"Entire submission is the only thing
will listen to-" he said, shortly.
Evelyn, with a-dewy moisture shsd-
owing her eyelashes, and a dull ache at
the heart, followed her hege lord down
TO the breakfast table. i.'i = l.. '.l'.. z.
A tall, blue-eyed young lady, with
bright chestnut hair, and cheeks like rose
Eslyet was at the. table, by name Clara
Pruyn, by lineage. Mrs. Darcy's sister i.
She opened her blue eyes rather wide as
the two entered.
rGeod gracisus Rvy, what's the mat
aNothibg,~ahswer ed Like, tarsly = 4
Something is the matter, though"
said Clara. 7shrewdly. ."WHat Is il,
Evelynl Has Luke bad one of bis tan
trums!" --a.ss5 $40 IRE - -.
Luke sat down his coffee cup with a
sharp cliekgIIE2 q 2gM 81,
Z" You have very peculiar expressions,
Miss Pruyn."
"Very true ones said Clara saucily
Evelyn smiled in spite of herself.
I" It's only Freddy, who feels little
cross, 5ndE y D0Hn
IA little crossI interrupted the in
dignant husband. al tell you, Evelyn,
It's quite time that II was checked. Oh,
that parrot! what an intolerable screech-
ing be keeps upl Mary, take that bird
into the kitchen, or l shall be tempted to
wiring It's neck. What does all these
eggs, Evelyni"
Mr.. Darcy gave his egg, shetland all,
vindicitive throw upon the CRATE.
And the plates are as cold as a
store, when I've Hinplofeds again and
again that they might be warmed
Well, / shall eat no breakfast this morn
ing."....e "a = ',ls Ses :. ss,ses.,A,s seo
Whom viii you punish amost." de-
manded Miss Clara.
Luke pushed bis chair back with a