The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1877-12-11
9 Is breakfast almost ready, Nora 20

altered it.
"I've not lived out twenty years."
said Nora, " to be larnt now about
range by man"
Very well - said Mr.. Jones, "it is as
1 say. Breakfast in fifteen min utes
Nora.'
Harken to him." said Nora through
the smoke.
Mr. Jones retreated. An hour after
wards breakfast was served-the steak
cinder poor Mrs. Jones' tea flavorless,
warm water, no coffee whatever, and
the eggs, too soft to be eaten. AS for the
toast, it was scorched in black bars, and
had been done on the gridiron on which
fish had been broiled.
"You see,' said Mrs. Jones, &C. al
ways see to things great deal, l suppose
you couldn't, dear"
Maria," said Mr. Jones, II think
Nora must have peculiar character. L
have not yet found the key to it. 1 must
be more decided, suppose. I'm sorry
your tea and toast don't relish. I'll see
that you have something better soon.
Do you know, believe the military
style of command is the best I'll adopt
it, Since Nora was not engaged to an
swer the bell 1 must call, L suppose.
Nora ~
Nora appeared.
Clear away" cried Mr.. Jones.
Nora put her arms akimbo.
= Clear away" said Mr.. Jones, as an
officer might cry, shoulder arms"
What ?" said Nora.
Remove breakfast things !" beloved
Mr.. Jones.
Mrs. Jones retired to the sofa and shut
her eyes.
Nora walked out of the room with
grin of derision. Mr.. Jones followed
her.
"Remove breakfast things" he said
again.
"If you name clare the table," said
Nora, a" I'll do it when l IN ready. There
is dale to do yet before that time'll
Gomez
Mr.. Jones retreated. Mrs. Jones
watched him as he re-entered, with eyes
that were very bright for one with a
headache.
"H'm !" said Mr.. Jones. CT suppose
you had rather give orders about tidying
bedrooms, and so on-eh ?''
cob, no" said Mrs. Jones, " 1 leave
it all to you"
She shut her eyes again. Mr. ones
read the paper. About an hour elapsed
when Nora came to clear the table.
Thereupon Mr.. Jones tried his military
system again.
"Neatly arrange the whole house." he
said with emphasis on every word.
"What do you mean by that ?" said
Nora, scowling.
Arrange the whole house neatly -
said Mr.. Jones.
"The like o. that" said Nora, and
she marched out of the room. Mr.. Jones
followed.
" Did you hear my command ?" he
asked.
=" You get out of my Kitchen" said
Nora. "I'll take no more orders from
YOU"
Thereupon Nora threw dish cloth at
him, and he, naturally infuriated, threw
it toward her again. Whereupon Nora
at once tied up her eye in large pocket
handkerchief and vanished through the
| door.
Poor Mrs. Jones Her headache would
not have lasted so long had she known
what the result of her husbands method
would be. She had expected little fun,
but not quite this.
Nora, who knew only too well how
such things were managed made a
charge" against her cruel master for
assaulting her with dish cloth. Not
only had Mr.. Jones to pay fine and
receive reprimand, but the reporters
got hold of him, and he was published
over the length and breadth of the land
name and residence in full, as one of the
greatest brutes living. In some papers
he had beaten his servant girl with a
poker. In some he had broken her head
with an AK. He had inflicted wounds
on her with a carving knife, and he had
shot her with five-shot revolver.
In every case she was presented as in
nocence in grief, and he was an armed
ruffian. For the next week he spent his
time in writing contradictions to the pa
pers from which Mrs. Jones in floods of
remorseful tears cut the paragraphs con-
cerning him; but he never boasted of