The Opelousas journal. [volume] (Opelousas, La.) 1868-1878, 1871-01-21
.rye hlup ewes filled with tears.

Joe longed to quit his heartless
speech and comfort her, but he was
fearful the desired effect was not
yet gained. 49,.
$50. NV dear,7 he continued, ''if
you must go, / have been thinking
of getting another wife,"
"Whatw cried Mrs. Peters.
"Another wife, my love. The
house must be kept in order, and
the boys cared for"
The grief was gone from Marla's
face, but her teeth were set with
look of fierce wrath.
"Another wife, Joseph' Another
wife 2"
Eyes, l think have selected a
successor. deliberated long time
when was bachelor, between her
and yourself. You will like her.
She is your bosom friend"
"What Sarah Ingraham 7"
eyes, my dear, | think that on
the day you ascend, | will marry
Sarah hngraham.7
"What! That good-fcr-nothing,
silly, empty-headed old maid, the
mother of my children! What 7"
Dwell, my dear, it seems to me
the best l can do. l don't want to
leave my business to 60 accounting,
and she will have me, no doubt"
''Oh, no doubt. Oh! you great,
brutal, hatetul-'
"Stop, my dear, don't go into a
fury. We will try and spend our
last week in happiness. And, oh
by the way, l have a proposition to
make
'!Go on. sir. Do not spare me.'
"Ah, yes, that is the very thing
I wish to do. ! know that your
mind is entirely engrossed by your
ascension, and | wish to spare you
the care Of the house. Suppose you
invite Sarah here tomorrow, to stop
a week"
"What q
"Then / can arrange our matrl'
monial preparations in the evening,
while you are at the lecturc.0
"What ~
"And you can leave the house il
her charge all day. That will give
YOU plenty of time to 90 out, and
so she can learn the ways OF the
house,
"What p
"And, my dear, one little favor
It may be the last | shall ever ask
YOU. Stay at home one or two days
and show her around, where yor
keep things, and so on, so that We
won't have any trouble in keepins
order after you go. You Will d'
| this to oblige me, won't you p
Mrs, Peters, for an answer, roIlet
ND the ascension robe into a ball an'
fred it at Joe. The cotton scissors
the work basket, and the table-clotl
followed each other in rapid success
sion. and he was unable to fly. Thel
Maria's rage found vent in words:
$50 you are going to MARI
Sarah? That's the reason you whis
tied so nice when you came in. Blu
vou sha'n't marry her, sir-yo1
sha'n't have the qualification!
won't go! I tell you, Mr.. Peters,
won't gow
"But consider, my DEAR
II won't go"
"But, my dear, you must 60
YOU are come for.'
"I won't gon
"But what will Sarah Ingrahar
think of it 2"
"Sarah! Don't dare to mentio
Sarah to me again! -I-1-oh
I am fairly choking!" and the littl
woman threw herself into chair
a fit of Mysteries.
Next morning Mr.. Peters mt
Fred on the street.
.Wel1, old boy, how goes it?"
"Fred,1 was the reply, II am TIL
happiest man alive! / Ihave regai'
ed my wife, and domestic peace, an
got rid Of a busy, tattling old mai'
who, under pretence of loving m
wife, was everlastingly interferin
q in our household arrangements"
= "Then Mrs. Peters will not a
q cend. will she 7"
eff Sarah is to be my second wifi
, and step-mother to my children, Mr.
:. - Peters has concluded on the who
she won't goT
a DIR. Beecher declares it re;
blessing to have one in fami]
who is sensitive to the 1udicrou
e Tharo arc anonph tn reflect the sa