The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1878-11-20
MARRIED MISERY.
Startling Effects of an Experiment foI
Relief

Relief
A man of forty-fve, having a wooden leg
and the look of one who had suffered long
with the toothache, sat down in the chair
vacated by the boy, and after smile of
encouragement, began:
"If matters don't mend pretty soon FL
either murder her or take my own life"
Domestic trouble, i supposeP' queried
Bijsh.
That's il, sir, and Pm getting desperate.
/ left home thinking I'd jump from the
dock. but happened to think OF you, and
SO thought I'd ask advice"
lis the bread heavy2'
"Blast the bread! can stand heavy bread,
sloppy tea, raw meat and half cooked pota-
toes, but can't nor won't stand this infer
nal whining, complaining and jawing
around"
"Fellow traveller along the towpath of
times broad gauge canal, / think / see the
pint. You have been married about three
years."
mot quite
"You are fifteen years older than your
wife?"
"Yes, eighteen"
"You have wooden leg, and she-she?''-
."She hasn't, but wish she had two of
EN-"
"she likes good clothesH"
"She likes the mad whirl of society-s16
DOnnetS, reservoir sedlS dt the opera, DO DOOtS,
4O.button kid gloves and trains on her
| dresses?"
'She does--that's her to dot" exclaimed
| the husband.
"And you prefer your home-evening fire,
newspapers, snow apples, game OF checkers,
glass of cider, cat on the hearth, and so on"
| That's the sort o. man am, sir, and
she harnesses me to death. She's on the trot
all day and on the CAD all the evening, and
II / demonstrate she says / want to make
| a slave and prisoner of her."
Don't you go along with her to the the
alter and parties?"
| 81 used 20, but for the last year she's got
| awful particular about my wooden leg; says
the public will think | was shot while steal
| ing chickens"
i'Does, eh2 and you sit at home and keep
your heels warm by the cook stove while she
gallivants?'
"The same. sir; and now what shall do
about it2 Something has got to be did, and
that right off I'll be hanged TO Dsvy Crock
EFT if put up with it another day. You are
an older man than l am, and you've had
three wives to my one, and I'll do just as
| you say about it."
"Fellow man, you have been wrong from
the beginning" slowly answered Bljah, as
he looked out of the window in a weary
way. "The man who marries a woman only
half his age is d. f. deceived fried
cake at the start. Youth may rever-
ence old age but love isn't reverence.
Youth and old age don't like their taters
cooked the same way, and the man who says
they do is forger. They don't see alike,
and it's a cat and dog life. Then, again, you
have a wooden leg, and you should have
married woman with glass eye
| or broken nose as an offset. In
that case neither party has anything to twIt
the other about. IL l was to marry again,
bald headed as am, should look for lady
wearing No. 10 gloves and No. 0 shoes as an
| offset. Do you love your wifeH'
"Well, to be honest about it, / don't think
either of us is dying of love-"
Then, my friend, you go home and have
a candid talk, divide up the things and part
good friends. Giver her the
largest half, throw in some small
| change and see that she gets safe
home to her mother. BY and By you can
quietly secure bill of divorce, gel on some
store clothes and look out for a woman of so
who has the rheumatics so that she can't
read"
That's honest, is it2''
Honest Injun. If you can't live happy
together don't hesitate to live happy apart.
| Ne use of any scandal or hard words, but
divide up and call it a bad mistake. This
killing ones self on account OF domestic
troubles is all bosh."
That's so, and FL wulk straight home
and begin the diyiding-up business. Thank
you, Bijah; may your feet stop growing as
| reward for this"
When he had departed Bijsh took a short
cut through the alleys, and presently gained
| a position from whence he could view the
house where the man lived. Develop
ments did not tarry. The hus.
band had not been in the house
FIVE minutes before he was suddenly rushed
out again, hat and cain flying, and his share
o. the things, consisting OF three fiat irons, a
kettle and two bricks, overlook him before
he could dodge.
80 young and so artless" unused Bijah as
he turned away; land yet that last brick
thumped him between the shoulders just as
purity as if I'd thrown it myself.-Detroit
| Free Press.
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