The Van Buren press., 1873-03-04
MISCELLANY.
Too Jealous by Half.

There was ely sort OF scene IN MI
Timothy Thistledown's household, at
breakfast, ono morning, Mr. Timothy
Thistledown had just coma down to
breakfast, to which Mrs Timothy Ihis-
tledown had preceded him by half an hour
and he sat down at the head of the table
with a most lfpossessed air, and a
countenancs expressive of the utmost
ease and complscency. He had taken it
leisurely in the making Of his morning
toilet His face was smooth as the
shells on the eggs at his left hand. His
razor was in good order-hc had not cut
himself in the operation of shaving
Tho breakfast table looked nicely in its
dressing Of immaculate table linen and
well. polished silver. The beefstcak in
the covered dish was savory Of the prop
or cooking and seasoning. The mullins
were hot, just rs they should bs, and two
Of the little Thistledowns were anxiously
waiting for their share of the eatables in
. commendably silent attitude Of expec.
tntion-for Mrs. Timothy Thistledown
was a good housekecper, and appreciat-
ed the proprieties of household manage
ment with kcenness of perception
sometimes inconvenient.
"A pleasant morning, my dear. Sorry
l kept you waiting" said Mr.. Thistle
down, cutting into the steak.
"Yss-very, replied his lady, pour.
ing out the coffee with a peculiar sort OF
nervousness, and casting q sidelong
glance at her husband
Singular that Mrs. T. Should have an
swered in such an impendingly breezy
manner, and still moro singular when she
burst into tears and left the table sudden.
ly, at which the young Thistledowns laid
down their pet knives and forks and look
ed after mamma, while the paternal head
Of the establishment followed, to divine
the possible cause Of the difficulty.
And now came the jolly part OF the do.
nestle scene Mrs Timothy Thistle
down had vanished from the dining room
only to adjourn to the library and to
throw herself down upon the sofa, and
bury one-half Of her face in the worked
cushion, and the other half Of the face in
her handkerchief But her forehead
which was not quite covered, either with
hands or handkerchief, was so sufused
and crimson that the husband and faith
er feared that something serious had hap
pened-so he laid his hand affectionate-
ly upon the ladys head, and ventured to
ask the question Of how she felt.
Feel, Mr. Thstledown? o! limo
thy. Timothy"
The Timothy so addressed started n,
the mention Of his namo in frightened
manner. and raised her from the sofa on
ly that she might spring away from him
and in a tragic tone command him &c
maintain very distant and respectful
distance.
"Ive caught you at last, you brute
you! Iknew i: long ago."
Sho simply threw at his feet tori
and crumpled note, in ladys hand
writing which he picked up and read
while his hands trembled more than hi,
wifs's did when she was pouring out the
coffee.
The missivc was shsrt. expressive, ,ant
without address, except upon the envsl
opc, which bore the name Of 1T. This
tlcdown, Esq, in the centre, and wa'
marked immediate in one corner. ant
It read as follows: 81 cannot get th'
furs; will see you to-day" "
Mr.. Thistledown blushed flercely-th'
blush was 6erce because the note hat
been safely placed in his side pocket,an'
Mrs. Thistedown had evidently "gon'
through his clothes to obtain it, TO
Mrs. Thistledown was moro jealous thar
was comfortable 10 her husband. and |
was not the first outbreak OF the kin'