Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1874-12-10
Cured in an Asylum.

There are some people In the world,
with whom "everythingr seems chroni.
cally to e" wrOng-there are some whose
first infantine wall is uttered in the minor
Key and who go on lamenting through life ;
aud of this much abused class MIR. Nathan
Iriplcr was a burning and a SHINING
light.
whats the matter. dear?' questioned
Mrs. Iripler, who sat opposite her hus-
oand with a round-eyed baby on her knee.
ana two or three little ones clamoring for
tneir share OF the matutinal meal ON either
SIDE OF her, Mrs. Tripler was neatly
made little woman, with big blue eyes and
naxen hair-a woman who might have
been pretty, could she have diyested her
self of certain frightened apprehensjye
look that came over her face whenever
her liege lord spoke, or look ed towards
her. Not that Dorothy Tripler was afraid
her husband had never either beaten
her or used coercive measures, but when
man begins to find fault, a woman is new
er easy in her mind less some domestic
screw should be waxen loose.
Il cant eat mouthtul. Dorothy" :"
CroaRed Mr.. Tripier, dolefuly. such
cooking and such food! You nav as
well turn that new cook of yours into the
street at once.''
But. Nathan, I'm very sorry but |
cooked the breakfast myself, dear, this
morning. Isn't it nice?"
Mice? Yes-very nice for those who
can digest leather and drink dishwaterr'
The biscuits are fresh and hot, Ma
than"
Il don't want to be poisoned with hot
bread"
And thought the steak was unusually
tender"
No reply. Mr.. Tripler had folded his
arms anu was gazing with an expression
vi aoStracted despair at the ceiling.
WIl' you have another cup OF coffee?v
timidly questioned his wife
Coffee? is that coffee? Really | thought.
IL was hot water that had got into the
urn by mstake.'
Il will order some fresh made" said
Mrs. TrIpler, with her hand on the bell
rope.
'iou will do no such thing. ma'am if
you please" said Mr.. Tripler. shortly. NV
appetite is completely DESTROYED"
VIII you have an egg boiled?"
NO"
lhcres some very nice ham in the pam
try"
Il dare say-there always is when /
don't want it,
am very sorry. Nathan" said poor
iittle Mrs. Iripler, despairinglv.
es, she trHs sorry. this faithful, much
enduring wife; nor did frequent repetition
OF TIL, domestic storm ut all abate her
penitence and sense OF uuilt. Some
women would have cot accustomed To the
daily disturbance and thrown it Off As A
robbln casts the dew-dropS from her wing
Not so Dorothy Tripler. She wa too
sensitive. too conscientious too delicately
organized to laugh Off her troubles "A,
some surfhce-dcep characters would have
done. 50 when her husband had depart
ed. still grumbllng under his breath q. he
slammed the door. she leaned her throb-
Ding bead upon one weary little hand and
murmurcd softly to herself:
'Oh, | wish Nathan was ,ijfrrrept,''
Then as II she had uttered high treason.
she started TO her feet, checking the SEN
sation oi repining. and began Industrious
~ 10 prepare the three apple-cheeked.
tow-lieaded little Triplers for school.
It's Monday morning and Nathan
don I like them to be late" thought the
meck-sprited wife
Meanwhile Mr.. Tripler was slowly
walking down the path through the wiid
and Solitary glen that led to the road
where, twice Il day. the Leudville stare
rolled ~: conveying passengers to the
train at Martins Station 1t was 'cbeon-
er to live in The country, and so Mr.. Trim
Ter lived there, although. rs far as actnaI
tastes went. he didn't know a buttercun
from burdock
AS Nathan trudsed along. thinking how
pest to get rid OF some troublesome shares
OF railway stock that were sinking uncom.
ioriabIy on bis bands lie suddenly became
conscious of the presence OF a nan. stout
and m'ddle-aged, with a head as smooth
ana shining as billiard ball, who was
sittihg on a boulder of moss grown ston.
lust where the pathway merged into the
Lendville road.
"'od morning, SIR" said the stranger.
have a seat.
Mr.. Tripler had no very strong social
eis,nehtS IA ms nature. SO he stitlly inclin-
ca MS head and Kept on his way. But the
nr>t he knew two iron .sasps were ON his
shoulders, he felt himself ,wi,i.d
suddenly round. like human hummiup.
top and seated with more torce than was
agreeable on the boulder.
=" hat do you mean-''
pear me. suddenly interruped Ills
companion. what w.,
nice nat you have. Now what dc. YOU >a,
TO exchanging hats? Mine is "A very NEE
straw, but lind its somehow heating to
the brain"
You are quite welcome. sir fal cred
Ine Teintious Nathan. speaking all the
more rapidly that the freakish maniac had
already deity effected the change.
Ana your coat. too-nice cool linen.
upon my word. now. that coat is infinitely
preferable to this swallow-iailed concern
OF mine. with the brass buttons.
es it fits me yery nicely |
nope you don't object sir, to the accom- !
"N-no!" faltered Mr.. Tripler.
"Weii.good morning. said the stranger.
looking round with a bewiIdered air. Il
'oh reaiiy see where my chief orderly is
to,u MN To be here precisely at nine |
= elocA everything will be in confu- |
>'o" ooii attend to 1t personally"
lie plunged into the green, dense fast
hesscs OF the WOO g. talking restlessIy TO |
lihlse'i as ne went, and Mr.. Nathan Trip |
CT WAS ieIt sotus In coarse straw hat anu |
,oat Vi coarse blue cloth, garnished
with huge meitai buttons whose briIliancp
was considerably tarnished
Dear me. what a figure cut - proan-
I'd Mr.. Tripler, eyeing himself win dis
gust. II must go directly home and get
Dn some hing decent. A man would he |
looted through the streets of New York if
ne ventured to make his appearance in
such costume AS this.'
lie rose, brushed away the chill drops
u perspiration from his forehead. and was
uet replacin. the crimson silk pocket
iahdkerchief IN its resting place when he |
was suddenly grasped from behind and |
'hrown skiilfuily upon the ground.
well, we've cOtched YOU at last nv
hearty, said burly man who stood over
iim, Naliie another man had bound his feet |
lnd hands together before he could fnd |
"orus or breath to remonstrate. "You
'hou.ht you was goin' to give us the sIip. |
ley! Come. it isn't worth while to cut no
Ike that, you know, unless you want the
'trait,jac let brought out"
S.ralt-)acketF' gasped Tricler, "what
10 want OF \ strait-jacket?''
Notning; unless You behave yourself
lnruly like. Steady, then! Tom bring nm