The star of Pascagoula. [volume] (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1873-1878, 1875-08-21
ilints to Husbands.

llusbinds are 20 frank aad genor.
ou3 In tho hat, and opi1ious n wives
II occurred 10 m5 a few hints 10 them
would be scviceable. Allow me to
Introduce mysef You would cali
me az old maid--l could have mar
ricd any tmo--lny women can. /
am rather good looking aDl am con-
siderable saucY IN my style. Men
have talked nonsense to me and as a
matter Of nonsense liked il.
count myself very ghrewed in having
estimated it at its proper value. But
tits of my little neie'ibor over the
way and her husband las a sample) |
wish 70 tell You.
1t is blthc house where she lives,
with blilhe little mistress. She has
charming voice when she speaks, a
smile q a pleaSat word for all; she is
mDlligeni by natue-apd is well cdu-
Jated; sne ose talt oce.nyJn sense TO
you and chat tRasenating nonsense, she
can play mischieyeously with the
baly until it laughs delightedly, or
look in our face and answer some
great soul string appeal of political
principle. Well, she has q husband
good man in his way stands Ligh
among his associates. | want TO give
you picture Of one evening in the lit
tie home; and one evening stands for
maay-and if You any husbands like
him | hope yoa will bore him even
with this picture.
Il is eycning-the lite woman has
hushed her brood Of nestlngs forrest,
has Pct her dress in order, a rosebud
at her throat, another in the soft
waves of her fair, ard is now fitting
around touching ap filings for his re
turn. Another fold in the curtain,
that it my fall more prettiIy; lit
lie turn to the gas that it may look
more CHEEKY; an extra touch to the
bouquet of roses, that they may face
the door he enters, and they seem to
glow with deeper beauty at her light
and tender touch; lastly she puts an
other piece of coal on the fire and
makes it blaze brightly, rolls his arm
chair to the freside, and seats her.
self to wait for him. | watched her
grow impatient az hour after hour
slipped by.
At last she hears his step; she opens
the door aud meets him just as such a
little woman should; he accepts the
kiss and brushes his martial moustache
across her lips; then he looks arofnd .
rather impaliently and SAYS, "Bless
my soul, my love, what is the use OF
lighting every burncr in the house +?
1t is perfec. glare. Oar gas bill last
month was a dollar and half. A
shade on the sweet little face. He
sits down with a yawn in the most
comfortable chair. The truth is
poor soul he has just come from the
club-room, is tired of gas light and
lost five dollars at poker. The little
wife commences to ask few pleasant
questions. "By the way, my DEAR"
he says-lthat treaeherous matrimo>
nial. my ear!-'did those groceries
come up? Yes 4 mnsi say | was
astonished at your bill. Why l
know men with larger families than
ours who live on a third of what we
spend at market, but it is all in the
management. | see tie boys need
shoes again followed by groan.
Her lips quiyer little. .
Then this husband takes off one
boot drops it with crash and stretch
es out his foo! to warm; then he takes
of the other boo,-crash number two
and, having settled himself on the
small of his back looks at the Gre.
To vary the monotony OF this thrill.
Ing discourse, the little wife, with
consider able intensity, breaks big
lump oil coal and it blazcs up anIri-