The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1872-08-29
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aud they went 60 housekeeping in cosy
birds-nest Of lule house ou tie south
side Of iAe town, every body pgophesird
all SORTS Of happlness for the pretty
bride.
And, truth 10 tell, Nellie Carrier was
very happy. ltisa very pleasant thing
10 go TO housekeeping fol the lrst time,
with everything splek-ana-spau, new and
shiny, aud Il sou have some one you
love very much for q companion it is
sHH peasmleF.
Vow Nellie did love that great blum
dcring Tom Carter with all her might
and main, and there was only one Thing
to disturb her perfect peace. She was
the very pink Of tidiness, and Tom the
most careless fellow alive.
lIc kept his person neat and nice
bat be kept his personal belongings any
thing else. Ia vain did Nellie braid a
/ handsome merino case, aud tack il in-
side the closet door for Tom to put bis
slippers in-Tom would persist in toss
/ ing them under the parlor sofa, TO have
em handy In vain did she gently sug-
gest that the rack in the haIl was tie
1 place for his hat aud oyercoat. Tom
would flng bis overcoat, wet or dry, on
her pretty, smoothly made bed, and
and drop his hat anywhere.
/ In vain did Nellie make a place for cy-
erything, for Tom invariably tossed ey-
erything In some other place. Now lit
/ tie Miss Nellie was only human, and
Toms sIoycnly ways annoyed her cx-
ceediualy. She resolved not to spoil the
peace Of their cosy home BY scoldmg,
but how to cure him she could not tell.
She bore with him with the patience
Of 40 angel, till one morning after he had
gone up town, she went into the parlor,
broom in hand, and there lay Toms big
shawl right across the ceutre-table, ruth
lessly crushing beneath it the triiles ly-
ing on the marble top.
Now ! can't stand this and ! won't
said Nellie, as she carefully raised the
shawl from the delicate treasures, and
discovered the ruins of tayorite Bohe-
miou vase.
don't know what to do, but this |
won't have she continued, with the lit
tie bit Of wifely snap, which every good
wife must have il she expects to get
along at all with that occasionally un-
reasonable animal, man.
Some way must and shall be discov-
cred tu cuu Tom OF suoh performances
as this went on Mrs. Nellie, as she re-
moved the ruins OF her vase, and all the
morning she went around at her work
wife scarlet lips closely compressed, and
little flash in her brown eyes which ar
gued well for Mr.. Toms domestic sub
jugation.
Woman's wit, having a will, seldom
o. fails to find a way. And when deter
mined little woman says must and
shall masculine insubordination might
as well surrender at once.
Before Mrs. Nellie closed her bright
eyes that night, she had arranged plans
for the campaign agains her liege lord
who slept the sleep of innocence at hei
, side.
. But she meant to give him one more
chance. So, after breakfast, when Tom
' drew on his boots and gave his slippers
the usual toss under the sofa, she gently
said:
Tom, dear, hadn't you better put the
slippers in the caset
No, let 'em alone, they'll be handy to-
night.
But, Tom dear, they look so untidy
Why, no they don't. A thing looki
as we'll in one place as another, What'
the use OF mans having home, if he
can't keep things where he wants to
said rebelious Tom.
What's the use Of keeping woman OF
her feet an day to pick up things afte
"a you? asked Nellie, without the ieas
3 show Of temper.
II Don't pick EN- up. Just let 'em alone
and then | can find 'em when l wan
en-, declared Tom, as lie gave her kis
and took himself of.
And the moment the door closed ol
him, Nellie's red lips compressed again
,e and her brown eyes wore the same lool
they had worn yesterday.
- War il Is, then, she said to herself
Now Master Tom, we shall see who win
the field.
She set quietly about her morning
r. work, and when Tom came home to din
-. ucr everything was in its usual good or
der. 1t remained so, and Nellie busic
* herself with her sewing until uearl
- time for Tom to return to supper.
Then she arose aud pat away her wor
and prepared to open the campaign.
First She put Tom slippers where b
always Ieit them, under the sofa. The
"a. she tossed Ids shawl upon the piano an
his best hat en- the centre-tabla, ST
ss brought some Of Der dresses and dun
them across tic chairs and on the sof.
Her furs and sacquc rcPoscd in Tom
r. especial armchair, and her best bouni
kept Toms slippers company under ii
10, sofa, while her own slippers lay on Il
maulci.
And then thinking that feminine Il
b gehuity could make no greater saelidi
!. than her Sunday bonnet, She took a pieI
OF crochet work and sat down.
Presently tbe door opened, and
walked Master Tom. tie gave a 10