The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1873-01-11
Managing A Man.

head over heels in love with her no
| one blamed him in the least.
And when the parson gave consent,
and they went to housekeeping in q
cosy birdnest Of a little house on the
South side of the town, everybody
prophesied all sort of happiness for
the pretty bYide.
And, the ruth to tell, Nellie Carter
was very happy.
It is very pretty thing to 60 to
housekeeping for the first time, with
every thing1spick-and-s new and
shiny, and If you have some one. you
love very 1ffuch for companion it is
still pleasa1fer.
| Now Nellh did love that great blub-
bering TomE Earter with all her might
and main, Ind there was only one
thing to dis6urb her peace. She was
the very pilk Of tidiness, and Tom
the most caleless fellow alive.
He kept lbs person neat and nice
but he kep4 his personal belongings
any thing else. In vain did Nellie
braid handsome merino case, and
tack it inside tile closet door for Tom
to put his slippers in-Tom would per-
sist in tossing them under the parlor
sofa to have 'em handy In vain
did she gently suggest that the rack
in the hall was the place for his hat
and overcoat; wet or dry, he would
lay his overcoat on his pretty smoothly
made bed, and drop his hat anywhere.
In vain did Nelly make place for
every thug for Tom invariably
tossed eveytlIing in some other place.
| Now little Mrs. Nellie was only hu-
man, and Toms slovenly ways an
noyed her exceedingly. She resolved
not to soil the peace of their cosy
home by seolding, 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, she went into the par
Tor, broom in hand, and there lay
Toms big shawl right across the cen
tire table, ruthlessly crushing beneath
it the trifles that lay on the marble
top.
! "Now can'tha this and WON'T
said she, as she rai1ed three shawls
from the delicate treasure and diseov-
cred the ruins of a favorite Bohemian
vase. =at .-.
~ don't know what to do, but this !
won't have" she continued with lit
tie bit Of D wifcly snap, which every
good wife must have If she expects to
get along at all with that occasionally
unreasonable animal, a man.
Some way must be discovered to
euro Tom ,of such performances as
this :" went on Mrs. Nellie, rs she re-
moved the ruins Of the vase, and all
the morning she went aseHnd at at her
work with scarlet lips closely con.-
pressed, and little fash in her
brown eyes which argued we'll for
Mr.. Toms domestic suIjugation.
Wonan's wit having will, seldom
fails to find way. And when a de-
termined little walnan says must
and SHALL masculine insuborlination
might as well surrender at once.
Before Mrs. Nellie closed her bright
eyes that night, she arranged plans
for that campaign against her liege
lord, who slept the sleep of innocence
ut her eide.
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:
"Toln dear, hadn't you better put
the slippers in the case 2"
No, let 'em alone, they'll be handy
tonight"
"But, Tom, they look so untidy."
"Nhy no they don't. A thing looks
as well in one place as in another
What's the use Of man having q
home if he can't keep things where
he wants TOT" .e.- --=
| "What's the use Of keeping q
woman on her feet all day to pick uI
things after you!" asked Nellie with
out the least show of temper.
1 "Don't pick 'em up. Just let 'en
alone, and can find 'em when ! wan,
'em,' declared Tom, as he gave her ;
kiss and took himself off.
And at the moment the door closet
on him, Nellie's red lips compressed
again, aud her brown eyes wore thu
same look they had worn yesterday.
"War it is, then," she said to her
self. ...- ~. .....-...-...
"Now, master Tom, we shall se'
, who wins the feld.'
She set quietly about her morning.
work, and when Tom came home t.
dinner, everything was in its usua
! good order. 1t remained SO, and Mel
, lie busted herself with her sewing un
til nearly time for Tom to return t.
supper.
, Then she arose, put away her worl
and prepared to open the campaign
First, she put Toms slippers wher
he always left them-under the sofa
Then she tossed the. shawl upon th
!, piano, and his best hat upon the cen
tire table. She brought some Of he
, dresses and flung them across TIL
chairs and the sofa. Her furs an
, sacque reposed in TOMS especia
chair, and her best bonnet kept Tom
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