Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1872-12-27
MANAGING A MAN.

NELLIE DAVIS was the prettiest, best
sweetest, and dearest little girl in Hills
burg, and when Tom Carter fell head
over heels in love with her no one blamed
him in the least.
And when the old parson gave consent,
and they went to housekeeping in cosy
bird-nest of little house on the south
side of the town, everybody prophesied
all sorts of happiness for the pretty bride
And, truth to tell, Nellie Carter was
very happy.
keeping for the first time, with every
thing speck and span new and shiny, and
If you have some one you love very much
for companion, il is still pleasanter
Now Nellie did love that great blubber-
ing Tom Carter with all her might and
main, and there was only one thing to
disturb her peace. She was the very
pink of tidiness, and Tom the most care
less fellow alive
He kept his person neat and nice-but
he kept his personal belongings anything
else. In vain did Nellie braid handsome
merino case, and tack it inside the closet
door for Tom to put his slippers in-Tom
would persist in tossing them under the
parlor sofa, "to have 'em handy" In
vain did she gently suggest that the rack
Ill luc uull was lIlc place IOI MS HdI duu
overcoat; wet or dry, he would lay his
overcoat on her pretty, smoothly made,
bed, and drop his hat anywhere.
In vain did Nellie make a place for
everything, for Tom invariably tossed
everything in some other place. Now
little Mrs. Nellie was only human, and
Toms slovenly ways annoyed her exceed
ingly. She resolved not to spoil the peace
of their cosy home by scolding, but how
to cure him she could not tell
She bore with him with the patience of
an angel, till one morning he had gone up
town, and she went into the parlor, broom
in hand, and there lay Toms big shawl
right across the comfortable, ruthlessly
crushing beneath it the trifes that lay on
the marble top.
"Now can't have this, and I WON'T"
said she, as she raised the shawl from
the delicate treasure, aud discovered the
ruins ofa favorite Bohemian vase.
81 don't know what to do, but this
won't have" she continued, with little
bit of witely snap, which every good wife
must have If she expects to get along at
all with that occasionally Unreasonable
animal, man.
Some way must be discovered TO cure
Tom of such performances as this ~
went ON Mrs. Nellie, as she removed the
ruins of the vase, and all the morning
she went around at her work with scar
let lips closely compressed, and little
hash In her brown eyes which argued
we'll for Mr.. Toms domestic subjuga.
tion.
Woman's wit, having will, seldom
fails to find way. And when a deter.
mined little woman says 'must" and
"shall, masculine insubordination
might as we'll surrender at once.
Before Mrs. Nellie closed her bright
eyes that night, she had arranged plans
for that campaign against her liege lord,
who slept the sleep of innocence at her
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 case ?"
"No, let 'em alone they'll be handy
tonight"
But, Tom, they look so untidy ?"
Why, no they don't. A things looks
as well in one place as another. What's
the use OF mans having home il he
can't keeps things where he wants to ?"
Whats the use of keeping woman
on her feet all day to pick upthings after
your" asked Nellie, without the least
Show of temper, f.rI..,H
'Don't pick 'em up just let 'em alone
and then can find 'em when want 'em, ;
declared Tom, as he gave her kiss and
took himself off.
And at the moment the door closed OF