Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1876-09-14
DOM PEDRO'D.

William Bodwell was a nervous,
fdgety and irritable old gentleman, with
an apoplectic figure, bald head, and q
let-me-alone manner.
4 see, William, that Dom Pedro has
returned to New York. remarked his
wife, at the breakiast-table, as she passed
up her plate to be helped.
is he:' he asked, carelessly, af.
ter helping her to a liberal slice ol
steak.
And I should dearly love to see him,
wouldn't your she inquired, as he
handed her plate back, and was turning
his attention to his own.
.Pshaw you're crazy, what would
want to see him for : he asked.
Crazy am II Well, I've got some
consideration for other peoples feelings
and wishes! she exclaimed as she sweet
ened her second cup Of coffee.
Consideration don't know the
man." he replied, Grossly.
oh that's always the way, If !
chance to mention any little pleasure,
away you fly into a violent passion,
she said, bristling up, and looking dam
gerous.
You women, when you get an idea
cross-way in your heads, are worse
than the itch, he muttered, pushing
back his chair, taking his paper, and
seating himself for quiet read by the
open window.
Good morning, pa said his sixteen
year old daughter, coming into the room.
What does the paper say this morn
ing about Dom Pedro?'
Nothing, he answered, tersely, with
out raising his eyes.
Maybe it's on one of the inside pa
ges, Purred the young lady, as she but
tered her toast.
We'll if it is it can stay there, with
out me looking for it, he grow!ed.
The Burkes saw him over at Gil.
more's Garden last week, pa, she con-
tinued.
I've got no objection I'm sure he
And Mary Jane Bursell is going over
to Wallack's purposely to see Dom Pc.
dro if he drops in prattled away his
daughter.
Let her 60 to Turkey, for all I care,
he said so tartly, that his daughter
dropped her egg, which she was open
ing, and the subject
Bodwell had finished the paper, and
was getting ready to leave for business
when the Widow Pinch next door an in
to borrow the clothes-wringer. and said
Il s'pose, MIR. Bodwell, that you'v
seen the Emperor"
NO, ma am, | haven't and what
more. don't want to, he replied, ner-
vously.
Not want to see Dom Pedro:' she
asked, as if her ears must have deceived
her.
'Yes'm, that's exactly what I said, |
wouldn't give two cents to see all the
Doms and Dons between here and Chi
ma he said, snappishly, starting off for
the office.
The Window Pinch returned home
with the clothes-wringer, and meeting
her daughter-in-law in the hallway,
said.
That Bodwell is the crossest, mean
est, ill-natured old tyrsnt in his own
house that ever lived. II wouldn't sur
prise me to hear he whipped his wife.
Bodwell stopped at the grocery store
on his way down town, and was order
ing some things wanted at the house,
when the grocer remarked, pleasant
ly.
sno,,, pal-os, h..e ,.:~ :-,
4 know it. he answered, laconically.
And YOU may send me around couple
of nice mackerel.'
Couple Of nice mackerel, yes SIR
Well, he's had a great time running
around since he's been here, hasn't he ,
continued the grocer, affabiy.
'Who.' asked Bodwell, unsuspicious-
ly.
why Dom Pedro. Of course. you-'
i wish he was back where he came
from! shouted the angry purchaser,
glaring at the grocer for moment, then
turning away and going out.
He's good, prompt pay, but he's fa,
from right up here, YOU know re-
marked the grocer to his clerk. tapping
his forehead significantly.
Which way, Bodwell ? asked younr
Snellis, joining him ut the frst cor.
ner.
Over TO New York returned B..
briefly.
SO arm l, said the other. Il say
Bod, the old man hasn't made much O
spturge since he came over here, ha.
he:'