The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1873-03-08
CIGARS FOR TWO"

able wretch am sure he is not, replied
Mrs Washburn, a little startled by the
hard name applied to her husband, whom
she both loved ard esteemed
Not a wreth n
"Nu, I'm sure he is not
Eyes. he is any husband, especially
one who has been married only year, and
won't leave off smoking, when his wife de
sires it, must be wretch
No; you overstate the case He is
everything husband ought to be so kind
50 devoted, SO indulgent-but then, ! do
wish he would not smoke.
"You must break him q il. the cruel
monster
NAY, do not call him such hard names.
love him with all my heart, although he
does smoke.
well, suppose you do, young wives
are apt to be foolish"
Foolish z"
.'Yes he sees, dare say, that you love
him, and so he takes advantage Of you.
why, Mrs. Nolant, don't you love your
husband p
''Well, suppose | do there is no need
Of telling him Of it, ! make him think |
don't care anything about him. Why,
can manage him as easily as could kit
ten.
IL don't like that think there ought
to be love and confidence between man
and wife
pooh X
You cannot be happy with him"
"a should not if ! became his slave
''Not his slave ~
Don't you believe it, When you have
been married As long as | have, you will
get rid uf some Of these sentimental no
tIons, which answer very well for the first
year or 50, but become very mconvenient
after that"
For my part always mean to love my
husband as much as DO now, even If 1t is
sentimental"
See If You do Husbands must be
carefully managed, or they become tyrants.
NV, my husband smoked the first year
after marriage but then he was little
careful about bringing his cigar into the
house, for told him, up and down,
would not have 1t.
I'll should suppose he would have re-
belled" F"
''He did, but not at first One night,
about year after We were married, he
DTOuHul nbhlt NHbiC buAlhlC VI NA5'iS-
and put them on the mantel-piece. Taking
one, he cody lighted it, and proceeded to
read the evening paper.
That's Just the way my husband does
Il was downright mad at his impudence
but did not say word. The next day |
bought monstrous great snuff box. and
filled it full of rappee. In the evening be
lighted his cigar, as before, but no sooner
had ne done 40 than ! seated myself oppo-
site to him, and drawing out my snuff box
] took generous pinch, shutting the filthy
stuff into my nostrils al the risk Of sneez-
my my head of.
How funny
MY husband did not think so. tie
looked At me with astonishment. You
take snuff Z SAID he i do at least mean
tn learn, ! replied It's a filthy habit,
SAYS he No worse than smoking. says |.
We debated the matter long time, and at
last he gave up the point, and promised to
throw away his cigar it | would throw
away my snuff
And he never smoked any more 4
asked Mrs Washburn, laughing.
'les, he began once after but | took
to snuff again, and he gave it up.
a
iii he does, he never let's me see him
My sitting room is not all smoked up, as
yours is.
1T was a glorious trick.
"Tilat it was, and | advise you to try it
upon Mr.. Washburn.
II couldn't take a pinch of snuff any
more than | could swallow an elephant
"Smoke, then. There are some little ci-
gars sold at the apothecary's made on pur-
pose for ladies' They are so mild that
they wouldn't make you sick though,
even ii they did, you wouldn't mind, 50
they cure your husband of smoking"
st seems too bad TO play such trick
upon him he is always so kind, and per
uits me to do just as please, said the
tender hearted Mrs Washburn.
What else could he do 7"
at looks kind Of mean to me
''Nut bit
III don't know as il would succeed
Nonsense | am sure il would He
never would let you smoke, for these hus-
bands have an awful horror Of any lmpro-
Prlety in their wives.
Then, he says he has always smoked,
and cant leave 1t OF.
- Pshaw the old story.
% am almost tempted to try it
:" would.
II seems 50 unkind, though, that
have hardly the heart to do it.
"Nou are notional, my dear Mrs. Wash
burn. When you have been married"
The remark was broken OF by the alb
rupt entrance of the abominable wretch"
himself Mrs Washburn rose as he en-
tered, and, in spite of the abomlnable odor
that his breath must have eXhaled, print
ed kiss upon his tobaccO-stsiRed lips.
The lady who had been married several
year" Was disgusted, and after a few
words concerning the weather, took her
leave.
Mrs. W Nashburn was pretty, affection.
ate, gentle-hearted wife. Her whole ex-
istence was bound up in her husband, as
well it might be for never was a husband
more devoted to his wife than he was To
our mind, she was a model wife-none Of
your stormy viXens, that set their heart
upon attaining point, anu will pull the
house down upon your head but they will
attain 1t.
When tea was over, the astral lamp
transferred to the hght-stand, and Mr..
Nashbun ha | stretched himself into a
comfortable position in the large, easy
rocking chair, with his legs lazily reposing
in another chair, the everlasting cigar was
produced, lighted, an began to ditfuse its