The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1876-03-29


looking-chap sat reading a paper
covered novel entitled ''The Bush
whackcr's Daughter she asked,
"You don't think my husband has
got lost, do your" H., aesg Ho
'1s your husband of a phlegmatic
disposition, ma'am,'' he asked, in,
reply. su.,it,.t.i..,t,4 I
She looked at him in a puzzled
way, and then very hesitatingly said:
'He's good natured, and ! never,
heard him swear, 'cept the time when
| forgot and left his boots in the
oven" o,;f :.
'Are your conjugal ties ,stil,Iten-.
der and sentimental" he aaked. aa a
r.. ''I'm his lawful wife,, she replied;
looking rather indignant. ID ~
eyes, yes, | know; but perhaps
your husband has cogent reasons for
desiring to sever his conjugal ties.
"Jugal what?'. she asked. az Il. T.
Hasn't it occurred to you, mad
am, that your husband may have run
away?" .s,..,,., 80 al, .r..s
Good gracious, nor' ~ fr.Ij {,
''It has to me. l was studying
both Of you before he went out. /
saw that he was of phlegmatic tenn
permanent, while you are vivaciousr'
"Good land!'
eyes, ma'am. I saw him looking
at you as you we're looking at the
lady who tends the eating stand. i
could almost read his thoughts, j
saw him sigh. A look of deepest
sorrow crossed his face. l saw him
draw away from you, as if your pre-
sence was disagrceable." ,,sa,9lft.a.
"You did?" ft..
"And I saw him elevate his no e.
"Did he stick up his nose at meY'
she demanded. u,s fg.l...,,,,g
eyes, and as he passed me going
out l heard him whispering to him4
self: I'll leave the old jade and hunt
me up a blooming wife, I'm, sorry
for you, ma'am." aas.aWi m naa
'You needn't be-" she slowly said,
drawing off her yarn mittens and
buttoning up Der waterproof. $50
he stuck up his nese, eh? And he
kinder drew of, Ell? Called me an
|o]d Jade, did be2" 80. !. ,.-... Il. sa-
ut is sad case, ma'am,'' coaGn,
ued the stranger as ha say der, ,eyes
snrpping, ttbus Of course you can't DC
anything about it," "a aets g 10
Il can't, eh?' she replied as she
began stacking up the baggage.
s'No, ma'am. All you can do is te
pawn your jewelry, sell your baggage
and return home" a;r
? 'Stranger, will you keep an eye OF
them thingsp' she asked, pointing t.
the baggage. ,!.,, sa,ss
81 will, ma'am, but I hope yop will
TAXA my advice. You certainly dom
want to make pnblic scandal, d
your" bne no
swatch them things she saii
waving her hand, and she went OF
upon the street. taaa
/ Nothing was to be seen Of Georg
I She started up the street, lookiu
, very pale around the mouth. He 81
lin the window Of the barber sho
smoking away and reading q neg
, minstrel programme. She saw hi
as she was walking past, and she sof
lily slid in and had him by the ha
r before he looked up. "a
:What on earth, - Dolly-wh
y Dollyv he yelled, in his sudden 81
8 prise.
nj Eyes, it's your old jader' she hi
d ed, trying to get hold with the ott
n hand, too. 'A''''',''
h "What's this-who-hold on!'
d exclaimed. -
/. "For de Lawd's sake! What's,
H dis yera mean3" called the barb
8. sFound that young and bloomi
Of wife yet?'' she sneered, holding.
81 head against the wall. i,..
Of .s''What, wife-what ails ye-5aa'ree'
he |crazyr' he yelled. ,e.'.;.. ..,..,
ms "Now, dew stop dis yer buds
! ! ! or I'll call out de police!" added
barber, waving his lather-br
w around. e s,-i s
nd "sneaked in here in hopes I'd
lis did you" remarked the wife.
"NVoman, are YOU mady" as