Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1875-01-26
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How AtehIsOD Husbands Play -sPe.
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How AtehIsOn Husbands Play SsPe.
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From the Atchison Patriot
Mr.. Cannon resides in South Atchi.
son, and the partner of his bosom looks
up to him as a. model husband. She is
woman Of method and fixed habits.
which sometimes puts Mr.. G. to vast
amount Of difficulty. If the truth must
be told, the husband is infatuated with
Pedro, and his ingenuity is consta ntly
devising schemes to enjoy the game
without disturbing the even tenor of
sweetly tempered ways at home. The
other day an old friend, Tom B., in
vited him to join pleasant little card
party that night. Our hero cons ented,
of course, though with some misg wings
as to how he should account to fis esti.
mable lady for his absence, or t;ontrive
to break through her rule that he shall
always be safe at home not later than
nine clock.
Finally he bit upon busines 50 trip to
Kansas City, which he informe d his wife
would keep him till the midni ght train,
She was sorry he had to go, an d enjoined
him to take good care Of hi mself. BE
gave her goodbye kiss, and at night
joined Tom, and had a glorious time al
Pedro. Watching the hour, he arrived
home about ten minutes after the mid
night train from st. Louis was due al
the depot. The partner of his bosom
sympathized with him as he talked about
the tediousness of night journey by
! rail with no acqusintsnces, and the art.
full Cannon chuckled pleasantly to him.
self as he witnessed the success of his
little trick.
A day or two afterwards, Mr.. Cannon
came home to tea and found Mrs. G. sit.
ting in the rocking.chair, with the even.
ing paper in her hand, and with rather a
peculiar expression of countensnce
which Cannon could not quite under.
stand, but which seemed to be indicative
of something in the wind. SO he saun-
tered over towards the window, plunged
his hands away down into his pockets.
and whistled softly to himself as he won
dered what the deuce was up anyway.
Mrs. G watched. him for few moments,
and finally broke the silence with the
inquiry
Did your Kansas City business prov e
satisfactory, my dearP'
Yes, my love, betterthan l expected
said he, softly.
Glad to hear it. But" in a tone OF
ironical pollteness, very intricate, was
it not, Mr.. G2"
well, yes, rather so, my love-" said
he, growing bolder. And, by the way,
how fortunate it is that you women are
not required to bother yourselves with
business affairs. 1t would be such a
trouble to understand them"
So saying he thrust his hands deep in
to his pockets and began whistling, in
the hope Of diverting attention from the
subject. But she had the game we'll in
hand and continued very feelingly:
Yes, suppose so. All me with a
deep sigh) there are so very, very many
things we can not quite see through.
For instance, the Evening Patroit says
that on the night you went to Kansas
City the midnight train up was an hour
late Sudden stop Of Mr.. G.s whistie),
and yet, my love, you got home only ten
minutes after the time it was rigntfully
due al the depot. Must have walked
pretty fast, Mr.. g. Hurrying yourself
that way will get you into trouble one O
these days, Mr.. G. !"
This reporter has not the hardness o
heart necessary to depict the sorrowfu
| scene as the good man tried IN cleai
himself, and only plunged deeper ant
deeper every minute. Gammon think
now that the news in the papers is o
rather too miscellaneous character {,
be fully appreciated in the family circle
and vows that the next time he make
that kind Of a railroad trip he will g,
around by way Of the depot and wait 10
that Internal old train If hc has to sta
out all night.