Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1871-06-09
THE BRAVE WOMAN.


"BEDIAM let loose Pandemonium in
rebellion; Chaos turned inside out
What is the reason man cannot be al
lowed TO sleep in the morning without
this everlasting racket raised about his
ears Children crying-doors slammiag
Il will know the reason of all this up.
Eoar /"
Mr.. Luke Darcy shut the door of his
bedroom with considerable emphasis.
and went straight to the breakfast par.
lor.
All was bright ard quiet and pleasant
there; the coal swapping and sparks lying
III the CRATE, the china and the silver
neatly arranged on the spotless damask
cloth, ana the green parrot drowsily wink
ing ms How eyes in the sunny glow of
the ea,tern window-Bedlam plainly
wasntL located just there, and Mr.. Darcy
WeT,t stormingly up stairs to the nursery.
All the field of battle was gained at
last Mrs. Darcy sat in her little low
chair before the fire, trying to quiet the
screams of an eight-months-old baby, scion
of the house of Darcy, while another-a
boy of five years-lay on his back, prone on
the floor kicking and crying IN an ungov-
ernable fit of childish passion.
Mrs. Dar-cy!" enunciated Luke with
a slow and ominous precision, "may in
quire whst all this means Are you aware
that it, is fifteen minutes past nine
O'Clock Do you know that breakfast is
waitingn
"I know Luke-I know" said poor,
perplexed 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"
Moo" roared Master Freddy, per-
forming brisk tattoo on the carpet with
his heels, and clawing the air furiously.
Like an avenging vulture, Mr.. Darcy
pounced abruptly down on his son and
heir, and carried him promptly to the
closet, and turned the key on his screams.
"Now, sir, you can cry it out at your
leisure. Evelyn, rurse is waiting for the
baby. Well go down aud breakfast
But, Luke, hesitated Mrs. Darcy, "you
won't leave Freddy there"
Wont l &; would like to knowSNhy
not It's temper, and nothing else, that
is at the bottom of all these demonstra-
dons, and I'll conquer that temper, or I'll
know the reason why. 1t ought to have
been checked long ago, but you are so ri
diculously indulgent. There is nothing
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?"
A fresh outburst of screams and re-
newal of the tattoo was the answer
"Im sure he is sorry, Luke, pleaded the
all-extenuating mother, but Mr.. Darcy
shook his head.
q. - s, ~
will listen to," he said shortly. 81 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, bluGeyed young lady, with pro-
fusion of bright chestnut hair, and cheeks
like rose velvet, was already at the table
when they descended, by the name of Clara
Pruyn, by lineage Mrs. Darcy's sister. She
opened her eyes rather wide as the two
entered.
Good gracious, Evy, what's the mat
ter?"
Nothing" answered Luke, tartly.
Mrs. Darcy, you appear to forget that
have eaten no breakfast"
said Clara, shrewdly. what is it, Eve
lyn9 Has Luke had one of his tam
trums"
Luke set down his coffee-cup with a
sherp click.
"You use very peculiar expressions,
Miss Pruyn."
"very true ones," said Clara, saucily.
Evelyn smiled in spite of herself.
"It's only Freddy, who feels a little
cross, and"
"a little cross" interrupted the indig-
nant husband. 81 tell you, Evelyn, it's
quite time that temper was checked. oh,
that parrot what an intolerable screech-
ing he keeps up! Mary, take that bird
into the kitchen, or shall be tempted to
wiring its neck. Strange that man can't
have a little peace once in awhile! What
does all the eggs, Evelyn l thought |
had asked you TO see that they were boiled
fit for a Christian to eat"
Mr.. Darcy gave his egg, shell and all, q
vindictiye throw upon the CRATE. Evelyn
brown eyes sparkled dangerously as she
observed the maneuver, but she made no
remark.
"Aud the plates are as cold as stone,
when I've implored you, again and again.
that they might be warmed Well, l shall
eat no breakfast this morning"
Whom Will you punish mostF ue'
manded Miss Clara. Evelyn, give me
another cup of coffee; it's perfectly de-
lightful"
Luke pushed his chair back with ven
geauce, and took up his stand with his
back to the fire, both handsunder his coat
tail.
"Please, sir" said the servant, advanc
ing, the gas bill the man says woulo
Won aattle il while"
Nor roared Luke, tempestuously
"Tell the man to go about his business
I'll have no small bills this morning, and
wont be so peTsecutedH
Mary retreated precipitately. Clar'
raised her long brown eyelashes.
"Do you know, Luke" she said de
murely, L think you would feel a grea
deal better if you would do just as Fredd,
does-lie down fiat on the toor and kicl
your heels against the carpet for awhile
It's an excellent escape valve when you
choler gets the better of you"
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