The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1874-06-05

'sMr, Howard" she said, 81 have said
all have to say about this liquor business.
1 give you until this day fortnight TO re-
move every trace of Tquer from the store.
If you do not Go it within that time, I shall
attend to it myself. . And bowling coldly,
she left the room.
'.Indeed, she looks as though she meant
business" said George Howard. "But,
pshaw! she is only a woman, and its !her
own property, too. She WONT think of
destroying that. A man should be master
in his own family. l did plenty of Ilnuck-
ling and playing pious before we we've
married. Too late for that now, my lady"
And swapping his fingers IN the direction
of his wife's room, George Howard, the
exquisite, opened the street door and
walked rapidly down the street. Y pair of
fearful eyes were watching him.
Did he ever love meP'' murmured Mrs.
Howard. Glow sadly he is changed. Yet
must do my duty and walk through the
world solitary and alone if need be- God
help me-" And sinking upon her knees,
she spent few moments in silent prayer
and arose strengthened and refreshed.
'Madge has forgotten all about her
threat" chuckled george Howard, as the
fortnight had nearly passed by and no al
lusion had been made to the subject.
''She's darling anyway, only so terribly
fanatic. You're wise fellow, George,
that you didn't give in to her silly whims. -
And the fellow actually hugged himself as
he thought of his superior wisdom.
That very evening the darling" had
engaged three teams from the livery and
had written notes to scores of lady friends.
''Make yourself ready at eight to-mor-
row evening, for short ride to the liquor
store of George Howard, the note read.
"a pair of rubbers, an axe, a hatchet or
hammer are all the outfit that will be
needed.
'MADGE HOWARD
"What's up?'' said the dapper little
clerk, who assisted Mr.. Howard in dispens-
ing his ''choice liquors to customers, as
the three loaded sleighs drew up in front
of the store and the ladies swarmed out.
George Howard began to comprehend
what was ''up'' when his little wife, armed
with a huge axe, and followed by file of
ladies which absolutely seemed to have no
end, entered the store.
Ladies', proceed to business" cylled
the clear, ringing voice of Mrdge Howard,
pointing 20 the glittering array of decan-
ters, and the kegs and barrels around the
place. Then came the crash of broken
glass and the heavy blows of hatchets and
axes upon the kegs and barrels, and the
gurgle and swash of wine, brandy and
whisky as they rose above the ankles of
the fair invaders.
LET the imps all out, cried Mrs. How
ard, excitedly.
"Black spirits and white, blue and gray,
mingle, mingle, while you may"
''Shal 1 call an officer ?'' cried the white,
trembling clerk, vainly trying to avoid this
tremendous .tloa0 Of spirits.
''What could an officer do among 50 many
women?" growled Mr.. Howard. "No,
lei the little angels have it all their own
way. since they are bound to. I'd rather
fight a swarm of wasps any time than
swarm of women
The ''angels' only laughed at this spite
ful sally, and went on singing at their work.
In a short time it was accomplished, and
when they left the store of George How
ard, it was entirely free from the presence
of the hated poison.
Honest trade aud sure gains is now his
motto, and the hatchet in his family is
buried forever.-C. Q. Adcocate.