Huntington independent. [volume] (Huntington, W. Va.) 1871-1874, 1873-10-30
HUSBAND AND WIFE.

A conversation was taking place IN
two neighbourng apartments-'o
wit, in Lady LAWYERS bedroom aud
Sir Richards dressing room, the door
of communication being open, and
the remarks sent flying to and fro.
They had cone upstairs in any
thing but an amiable frame of mind
Lady Lawler first, aud Sir Richard
after staying to smoke a cigar to set
tie his nerves, but without the dcsir
ed effect.
"Huwphl Not In bed yet?" was the
commencement from Sir Richard, as
he set down his candlestick and en-
gag. d in battle with his bootjaok
which ended In sundry evil wishes be-
ing hurled at the bootnaker, conse-
quent upon the white leather lining
of Sir Richards patent boot catching
his heel, and being drawn right out,
and refusing to be kicked away.
NO. said Lady Lawler, coldly--
II IN not iu bed yet, Dick"
"Humph! so | see"
Then there was a silence Of few
momerts' duration during which the
baronet installed himself In his dress
ing gown, and pettishly threw coat in
one direction, vest in another.
"Who the devils been taxing my
soap?' be roared the next minute.
II have, Dick" said her I.adyship,
coolly. You can have mine |
don't like the brown Windsor"
Bring it here then" said Dick,
sulkily. wish to goodness you
wouldn t be so fond ot-'
Cant, dear murmured her lady
ship, evidently speaking with hair
pins in her lips, aud her chin bent
low over her breast. "My hair 5
down. Tha. stupid girll"
Dick did not stop to hear any
more, but Stamped heavily into the
ncxt room, snatched the soap from
the dish aud Knocked the lid from
the marble top ipto foct-pau, where
it vas smashed to atoms.
Perhaps it is as well not to note
down the cjaculatious uttered by SIR
Richard LawIer, Bart, apropos Of all
soap dishes. Lady Lawler, however,
said,-
HTut! tut tut And that service is
so hard to match!'
mo business to take my soap
was growled from the dressing room /;
while evidently moved by vanity, her
Ladyship shook down the whole mass
of her Ioosened hair that had been
so carefully pinned up half an hour
before by ter maid, and sat looking
at herself in the broad glass, drawing
the tawuy tresses now this way now
that, and ending by smiling as If
pleased with some thought which
played through her Imagination.
The silence took the attention OF
Sir Ricard, who now appeared at the
door crowned with brush, which his
right hand held in position.
That's pretty~ he growled "TlOw
much longer are you going to keep
on with that foolery?'
Lady LAWYERS reply took the form
of grimace. which she ave him
from amidst her veil Of hair, reflected
10 the glass.
Sir Richard saw it, growlcd thun-
deropsly, returned to his own glass,
and then sent malicious bolt at his
wife by asking, in sueering, petu-
LIANT voice, whether she had had
enough French for one evening.
| Il wish, Dick, that you would rot
be such bear, was the reply. ~ on
were quite rude TO poor Monsieur
Riveire this evening. Poor, dear
little maui You'll frighieu them
away with your brusqueness, If you
don mind"
II only wish | could he grOUled
and there was the sOuni of a brush
being banged down on his table.
Il don't" was the cool reply.
"I'm sick of them, said Sir Richard
"The very servants are talking about
them-l m sure of it,
Very likely" said Lady LawleT
quietly. Poor things, they must
have something to talk about, so Wig
not that"
"Humph"
They're not like you, Dick, " said
Lady Lawler, maljciously, with your
brain stored with thousand subject:
ready to afford you enjoyment"
That's right-sneer away be ez
claimed.
Then what has the servants con
versation got to do with usl Are VI
to model ourselves to please them?"
II tell you" exclaimed Sir Rich
ard. who was not ready with reply
ii tell you, I'm sick of it. l hat,
their French ways, these Rivieres.
wish we had never seen them
UThen il il most ungrateful, an(