The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1876-09-16
THE PACIFIC
Commercial Advertiser.
S4TURDA Y. SEPT. 10.
The Wife of a Country Editor Expresses
Her Honest Opinion.

YES, I'm Mrs. Peter Snow, an editors wife. L
well remember the Gay when Mr.. Snow asked me
to become his wife. | confess | liked Mr.. snow,
and thinking it would be a fine thing TO he the
wife of an editor, | said Yes IS pretty as l knew
how, and / became MIR. Snow. 1 have seen ten
years Of married life, and find MY husband 70 be
an amiable. good-natured man. lie always spends
his evenings at home, ard Is IN that respect q
model man but ne always brings q rIle OF ez-
changes, which IL onIv limited by the length Of
his arms, and reads yhlie | patch the knees and
elbows of HE pantaioons and coat. After We had
q Quaker meeting Of an hours length, | broke
the stiffness BIZ askirg:
Mr.. Snow, did you order that coal I spoke 70
you about?'
What did you say, mr. dear? he asked after
a minutes silence.
Did you order that coal 1 spoke to you about?'
Indeed, my dear, I am sorry, but | forgot all
about it. 1t shall come Tomorrow
Another hours silence, which is relieved ny
the baby's crying, and rather liking q noise y!
that sort, | made no effort TO quiet him.
My dear, says Mr.. Snow, after he has cried a
minute or so, 'you had better give the baby some
catnip tea 10 quiet him he troubles me-
The baby is still. Another hour passes with
out q breath of noise. Becoming tired. l take q
lamp and retire for the night, leaving Mr.. Snow
so engaged with his papers that he does not see
me leave the room. Toward midnight he comes
TO bed, and just as he has fallen asleep the baby
takes a notion TO cry again. | rise as quietly as
possible to try to still him. Then another baby
begins to scream at the top Of his lungs. There
is 10 other course but TO wake Mr.. Snow, so say
MIR. Snow Mr.. Snow
The third time he starts up and cries, What,
Tom more copy?'
As though / was Tom, the little imp running
about the Office. reply tartly:
No, l don't want any more copy-l have had
enough of that to last me my lifetime! L want
you to gee what Tommy is crying about"
Mr.. Snow makes q desDPrate ATTEMPT 10 arouse
himself; as Tommy stops TO take a breath, he
falls TO sleep again, leaving me to pace the room
in az much ~vexation as / can comfortably contain.
The next morning at breakfast, when | give MIR.
Snow an occount OF the nights troubles, he says:
Indeed my dear, | am very sorry the children
trouble YOU
This is always the way. fl complain, it is
Indeed, l am very sorry
But should the very same thing occur the sub
sequent night, directly before his eyes, very likely
he would not see or know anything about it, un.
less it happened to interrupt his train of ideas.
Then he would propose catnip tea but before !
can get it into the infants stomach, he will be
far away into the realms of thought, leaving me
not a little vexed at his stupidity.
He knows the name of every paper published
in England or the United States, but he cannon
for the life of him tell the names Of his children,
He knows precisely the year OF every American
journal, but be does not know the age Of his OWL
baby. He knows how every contributor looks
but / do not believe he can tell whether my eyes
are black or blue.
They say Mr.. Snow is getting rich. All l know
is he gives me money to clothe our boys, and
hope the world is right in opinion. and when
am satisfied it is, / shall advise him to resign
his editorial honors, and spend a few months IT
becoming acquainted with his wife and children
The little ones will feel fattered in making the
acquaintance of go literary a man.-Honesdoh
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