The Opelousas journal. [volume] (Opelousas, La.) 1868-1878, 1874-10-30
Politics i'm the Bridal chamber.

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A great difference exists between the
political campaigns of the present day
and Of yOre. The present suffers some.
what from the contrast. While this sub.
ject was being discussed recently 8 gen.
tleman related the following incident il
an lnimitable manner. He began by
saying:
| repeat an old story:
The wedding was over, the guests had
departed and the happy pair had retired
to their chamber, and were snugly en-
scOnced in bed, when Jack, in the course
OF a quiet conversation with his wife
unwittingly alluded to his favorite sub,
lect, casually speaking of himself as
being a Democrat.
"What!!" exclaimed she, turning sharp
~ and suddenly toward him, "are you
a DemocratP"
Yes, madame" replied Jack, delight
ed with the idea of having a patient list
ener to his long restrained Oratory, yes
madame, am a Democrat, areal Jetfer-
sonlan Democrat, attached to the great
progressive party, a regular Out-and-
out, doubled-dyed and twisted in the
wool"
Just double and twist yourself out
of this bed, them" interrupted his wife,
I" am Il Wing, and will never sleep with
any ma protesting the doctrines you
dO.n
Jack was speeches from absolute
amaZCmeut.
That the very wife of his bosom should
prove q traitor, was horrible!
She must be testing.
He demonstrated, but in vain; tried
persuasion, twas useless e%ntreaty, twas
no go.
She was in sober earnest, and the al
tentative left him was O prompt renun-
citation of his heresy, or a separate bed
III another Don
Jack didn't hesitate.
AS he was closing the door, his wife
screamed after him:
Il say, my dear, when you repent your
past errors, just knock at my door, and
perhaps I'll let you in"
The door vas violently slammed, and
Jack proceeded Wrathfully in quest Of
another apartment.
In the morning she met him AZ if moth
ing had happened; but whenever Jack
ventured to refer to the previous night,
there vas a "laughing devil" in her eye
which bespoke her power to e%xtinguish
hope.
A second time he repaired to his lonely
couch, and Il second time he called upon
his pride to support him i'll the struggle,
which he now found al getting des-
perate.
He ventured curses, "long but not
loud" on the waywardness and caprice
Ofthe sex in general, and on his own
wife in Notwithstanding how much
longer she would hold Out-whether she
suffered as acutely as he did, and tried
hard to delude himself into the belief
that she loved him too much to prOlOng
the estrangement, and would come to
him in the neutrality-suspicious. that very
highland sue for reconciliation.
But then came the recollection of that
in1exible c~Ountenance, OF that unbend-
ing will, and of that laughing, unpity-
ing aye, and he felt convinced that he
was hoping against hope, and despairing,
he turned to the wall for oblivion from
the WletChedness of his own thoughts.
The second day was a repetition of the
the forbidden subject on either side.
There was a look of quiet happiness
and cheertulness about the wife that
puzzled Jack sOrely, and he felt that all
idea of forcing her into q surrender
must be abandoned.
A third night he was alone with his
thoughts.
His reflections were more serious and
impassioned than the night previous.
What they were, was known only to
himself, but they seemed to result in
something decided, for about midnight
three distinct rapB were made at his
Wife's door.
Noanswer, and the signal was repeated
in a very emphatic manner. At that
junction he heard a movement as if
some one was on the eve of awaking,
and presently a voice said:
"What do you want? who is there7"
cts me-" was the response, sand per
haps q little the best Wing you euer did
1t is needless to say the conversion
was perfect, and never afterwards was
there a difference in their political opin-
ions.