Weekly Trinity journal., 1872-05-18
MIR. PETEn'S FIRST wlFE.


MFR. PETEnS FIRST wlFE.
" Dear, dear, no toast eggs boiled
hard MS brickbats, and the coffee stone
cold I"
And Mr.. Peters arose from the table
in Il temper hy no means amiable and
rang the bell Violently. There was NO
answer. lie rang again, athhd, n fourth
time, and still no answer! out of oll pa-
tience, hc went to the door and called,
Maria Maria /"
A slight, pretty little woman, dressed
in soilcd wrapper, with hair in state
OF diretu confusion, answered his sum
mons. She had one of those bright faces
which Nature intended should be dcckcd
with continuous smiles but now, all It's
roses in bloom, it WAS drawn to its fulI
length, and the large blue eyes had a Sc
rious or rather dolelul expression, totally
at variance with her usual joyous look
Her voice, too, had lost its mclodious
ringing sound, and was subducd to dis.
NAL whine.
"What is it, Joseph %
Where's Bridget ?"
Gone out for me. want more rib
bon for my ascension robe"
Mr.. Peters said ii very naughty word,
and then continued "Cold coffee, hard
egg, breakfast not it to eat"
=" wish," Whincd his wife, "you would
thinl, less Of temporal matters, aud turn
yonr attention to the great end of life"
" Hang it all, Madam, | Hike to enjoy
my life when have it. Here was /, the
happie~t man in the United States, with
very pleasant homie, chntty cheerful,
loving wife, and good, quiet children /;
and now, since you have joined the Mil
lerites, what am ?"
son Joseph, you would only, only
come into that blessed circle !"
"Oh Maria, ify you would only come
out Of it. Where are the boys 2"
" Pm sure | don't know"
Are they going to school to-day2"
"No, dear Joseph"
For what reason, Madam ~
" My dear, the teacher has given up
the school, and is turning her attention
to more eNhalted objects. Oh, Joseph,
turn now while there's time. You have
still week for preparation and repent
ance."
"Rcpentance Well, when / take up
the subject, it will take more chan week
to put it through"
And Mr. Peters put on his coat and
took up his hat"
"Jo.hph," said Ills witc, "you need
not send home any dinner Shall be
out, and III take the boys over to their
uncIc's to get their dinners"
Joe made no answer, unless the vio-
lenty emphatic manner in which he
closed the door, was one. Mutcring
with anger be strobe into restaurant
to make breakfast. Here he was hailed
BY one of his fricrds, Fred. Somers, who
looked up as he heard Joe's order.
"lIalloo" he cried, "you here? What
are you doing here at breakfast time =?
Wife sick 2"
ono"
=" Had quarrel ?"
"No."
"Gono to town %
"No."
"Thcn why don't you breakfast at
homer Chimney on fire
"No."
"Scrvants all dcad 20
"No."
"Well, what in thunder's to pay?"
"Maria's Joined the Millerites -
Fred. gave long, shrilI whistle, and
then said, "Going to ascend next wcek?"
Yes, and if don't commit suicide
in the meantime, you may congratulate
me. ! am almost distracted. Can't get
a decent meal children running riot !;
servants saucy; house all in confusion I;
WIZ Bbb ttlt bilti'Ns tilhtl bY 'lHDNllB wv
speeches Of the Elders at me, or sewing
on n white robe and grooming every thrd
or fourth stitch Hang it all, Fred, I've
got a great mind to take poison or join
the army"
"H'm him you give an enchanting
picture, but think can suggest cure"
"a cure? ?"
Yes, If you viii promise to take my
advice, | will make your home pleasant
your wife cheerful and your children
happy"
"Do it =, cried Joe. "t'll follow you@
word like soldier under his superior Of
acer. What shall l do ?"
At ten time Mr. Peters entered his
homo, whistlng; Maria was seated at
her sewing, and there were no signs Of
preparation for the evening meal.