The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1875-09-10
TWO WIFE sxIa.LERs
BY II. V. OSBORNE.

BY II. v. OSBORNE.
Towns!ey, the richest farmer il
Tuckahoe county, had Just groWleC
down his breakfast. The meal haG
been served ten minutes late, and
Townsly never failed to growl wher
such WIS the case. He arose from
the table and scowled at the little
woman who sat, trembling and
weak, behind the big coffee-pot
That little, faded piece of humaHii J
was Townships wife, and trembling
was good enough for her, and if heI
white face had been flushed with
shame il would have been far more
becoming.
"A woman said Townsly, glanc-
ing at his wife, will toss out of the
window with teaspoon faster than
a man can throw in at the door with
shovel. Time is money. Mrs
TownsleY, and if you go on wasting
it in this way we shall all be in the
poor house before winter"
Wood green and wouldn't kin.
die? Well, you should have found
some that would! Weren't you UP
two hours before L wasp What in
the world women folks do with all
their time is more'n than / know
But don't sit there making excuses.
There's been enough time lost al.
ready, / should think. It is now
half-past six. Bring me my thick
boots. You can get me clean col
lar, too, while you're about it. I'm
going to town. By the way said
TOwnsley, as the little fingers of his
wife fastened the fresh collar around
his throat, run to the barn and
bring Judy's horse-blanket around
to the front door. If Pm not there
roll it up, and throw it in the bug
gy. Wait a minute OBTAINING her.
You were speaking, Mrs. Townsley,
about q clothes-wringer. / haven't
any money to throw away on GIN.
cracks. Ny mother never had q
wringing machine and never asked
for one. Takes all can rake and
scrape to keep the farm supplied
with moving machines and corn
planters. Pretty soon you will be
teasing again for a piano, and then
like enough for a sewing machine or
some other invention to encourage
idleness. Hands were given to use
Mrs. Townsley, not to dilly-dally
here and there keeping meals wait
ing
Delivered of his speech aud ready
for town-going, TOwnsley allowed
his wife to depart in search of the
horse-blanket, while he strobe to the
front door, dispatched Bob to open
the gate, and jumped into his buggy.
jane said Townsley, unbending
a little as the small, frail figure drew
close and lifted in the heavy blank
ct, 'if the butcher stops to-day you
won't need to get any meat for the
house. ! shan't be home to dinner
and the men folks will he over to
Dawson's. WE'LL running up a thin,
cheap smile to his face to signal
good-by, 'I'm off at last. Whoa, Ju-
dy. Jane, there's those potatoes in
the bin ; they're sprouting. Better
see to them to-day. Good morning.
GOOD informing it was-fair, fresh
and beautiful. The blue overhead
was new and bright and the earth
was clean-face and washed.
For a mile or two Townships route
lay through woods where blossom
ing flowers filed the air with frag-
rance. He cut the flowers with his
whip and left them bruised and
mangled by the wayside. The birds
in the trees tossed him q greeting as
he passed but all the notice he took
was to turn songs to screams by
striking at the brances where they
swung. Not that Townsley was any
longer ill-natured or that he had
been ill-natured any of the time.
Had you charged lin with such
feelings he would have denied their
existence. But he liked to fell his
power, and this slashing at every
thing was a habit he had, resulting
therefroIn.
Judy was Townships best horse.
When they got through the piece of
woods and TOwnsley had nothing
else to crack his whip at, he tried
his snapper on her and made her
dance. Judy was in fine spirits this
morning. She needed no urging.
Townsley continued to fret her with
his whip. But when he touched her
with the tassel end, 1t was more than
tho spirited animal would brook.
She reared and paved the air, then
plunged forward as if to free her.
self and finally dashed down the
road at a break-neck speed. For a
mile she flew like the wind; but
Townships firm hand drew her in at
last, and, for the time being, the
horse recognized the master. But
Judy's eye glistened he felt proud.
At ease with all mankind, he will
ingly drew lines to chat with Rick
cts, who was riding from town on
horseback.
We'll, what's the news? inquired
Townsley, with a patronizing nod,
in exchange for Ricketts, neighborly
greeting.
wal, Their Amt much news, Mr..
Townslcy,' said Ricketts, shifting TO
an easier position on his saddle and
leaning down comfortably on the
pommel, Not much news of any
kind; eVerybody'S so tarnel full OF
the hangin'.'
'Krieff, Ell The fellow that MUIR
dersd his Wife2 So he's had TO
swing for it, has he? Hanging's too
good for such q cuss as he was
Judy plunged aud reared and
snorted fire.
'Ya-as. Papers full ont; consid-
cradle excitement. If they'd par
doned him, think the boys would
hSYe lynched him.
The spirited Judy gave leap but
Townsley quoted her.
yes, said TOWnsley,' he was q
hard case
'OhI desput hard!' interrupted
Ricketts,. You read the account
didn't you?'
'Oh yes, yes. recoliect the whole
mirerable affair. A man who will
abuse q woman as he did, 3 man