The Red Cloud chief., 1875-05-13

The other evening old Mr.. and Mrs
Coffin who lived on Brush street. sat il
their cosy back psrior, he reading hi
paper and she knitting, and the family
cat stretched out under the stove anG
sighed and felt sorry for cats not 30 vel
fixed. 1t was Q happy, contented house
hold, and there was love in his heart a
Mr.. Coffin put down his newspaper and
remarked:
~ re that the whole country Is be.
coming excited about spelling-schools.'
"Well, it's good to know how tc
SPELL" replied the wife. II didn't have
the chance some girls had, but I pride
myself that I can spell almost any word
that comes along"
"I1l zee about that" he laughed
''come now, spell buggy"
"Humph! that's Dothing-b-u-g-g-y,
buggy" she replied.
missed the first time-ha! hal" he
roared, slspping his leg.
"NOt much-thst was right"
at was, eha Well, I'd like to see
anybody get two &c in buggy, l would"
"But it is spelled with two g's, and any
school-boy will tell you So" abe per-
sisted.
"Well, l know . durn sight better
. thar that!" he exclaimed. striking the
table with hls fist"
II don't care what you know" she
squeakcd; 81 know there is two g's in
buggy"
"Do you NEAR to tell me that I've
forgotten how to spell2" he asked.
ut looks that way"
at does, Ell? Well, l want you and
all ysur relations to understand that l
know more about spelling than the
whole caboodle of you strung on a
wire!"
"And I want you to understand, JON
athan Coffin, that you are an ignorant
old blockhead, when you don't put two
g's in the word buggy-yes, you are"
"Dou't talk that way to mel" he
warned.
"And don't shake your fist at me!'
she replied.
'Who's a-shsking his fistl"
"YOu were."
THAT'S . lie-an internal liei"
"Don't call me . liar, you old bazaar!
I've put up with your n for forty
years past, but don't call me a liar, and
don't lay . hand on mew
"Do you want q divorcc!- he shouted,
springing up; 'you can 60 now, this
minute!"
"Don't spit in my face-don't you dare
do il or I'll make q dead man OF you!"
she warned.
II haven't spit in your freckeled old
visage yet, but I may if you provoke
me farther"
"WhO's got q frcckled face, you old
turkey buzzarda'
That Wa . little too much. He made
motion - il he would strike, and she
seized him by the neck-tie. Then he
reached out and grabbed her right ear,
and tried to lift her of her feet, but she
twisted up on the ncck.tie until his
tongue ran out.
"Let 60 Of me. you old fiend" she
screamed.
'Git down on yer knees, and beg my
pardon, you old Wildcat" he replied.
They surged and swayed and strug-
gled, and the peaceful cat was struck BY
the overturning table and had her back
broken. while the clock fell down and
the pictures danced around. The woman
finally shut her husbands supply OF air
of and topped him, and q she bumped
his head up and down on the floor and
scattered his gray hairs. she shouted:
"You want 10 get up another spelling
school with me, don't youi"
He wa Q limping aroung the yard
yesterday, . stocking pinned around his
throat, and abe had oourt-plaster on her
moss aAd ono finger tied up. He wore
the look of . martyr, while she bad the
bearing of . victor, and from thin time
out souggy" will be spelled with two
Ga in that house.-Dtrsit Free Prsss.A
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