The daily intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Territory [i.e. Wash.]) 1876-1881, 1878-10-31

ling on the end OF her nose has beeo
walking up and down the hall for ten
minutes, and as the last visitor depar-
ted she entered the parlor where Biiah
superintends the operation of justice,
sank into the rocking chair and timid
ly asked
Mr.. Joy, can trsst you 2
Madam. yOu can he promptly re-
Piled. i don't like to hear . man
pssise himself. bat I believe / can 90
TO any grocsey in DstrpjE and ~ trust
ID far sdoau clolhespdos wiG6odt hav-
ing to leave any security wisaeeves, /
now have in my possession twenty fl We
cents which were handed to rue by a
street car driver to buy him some
tinted note paper. and If / embezzle
one cent of it l hope to be baldhcaded
all my days, Yes. madam, you can
trust me-
IL was married about three years
ago. began the woman, after consider
able hesitation.
Don't doubt it in the least. madam,
and suppose it was . case of love 2
1T seemed SO, my husband seemed to
think everything of me-, and know l
almost worsbiped him. We were very
very happy until year ago.
Yes, l suppose so. madam. As Mil
ton says:
he called me his birdie-his angel
thought him the dearest on earth.
And we'll dance all night. till broad day.
light,
And-and and 30 forth.
"A few months ago. she softly con-
tinued, he began finding fault with me
because did not use more big words
in talking. and be said that my gram
mar was perfectly awful. Not day
passes that he does not upbraid me, and
sometimes l even wish I were dead =
Madam. does he find any fault with
your cookiDg?'
No, not any
And in making the bed you don't
get the foot the highest 2
oh, no.
And he never finds the button of
his shirt-never comes home 10 meals
and finds the stove cold, and you gos-
siping over the gate 2
He never has to wait one minute for
any Of his meals. SIR
Your husband had no fault to find
for year or two-didn't seem to notice
your lack of big words while the honey
moon lasted 2
NO
Very we'll, madsm, your husband g
coat is too big in the back too fit him.
Now, then, will you do as / tell you
tor
oh. sir, l couldn't poison him
couldn't do such . thingr she ex-
claimed.
.Pizsn. madam 7 Do resemble .
6end ? Do seem like . murderer?
don't want you to kill him, bnt / want
to help you win back his love and get
his nose down where it used to be.
What time do you have supper?'
AT six, SIR
well. you 60 home from here and
upset two or three chairs in the sitting
room, toss the broom out doors. scatter
the contents of the ork-basket around
the house. and make things look as if
there had been Q tramp meeting held
there; put in just half enough tea, burn
your biscuit. aud for sauce cut up the
hardest peaches you oan find in the
market. As he comes home have on an
old dress and your hair down, and the
minute he enters the house you must
remark that the loveliness Of the even.
ings seems to peoolate the entire catas.
trophe Of the hygrenic influence Big
words, you see-grsmmar till his hair
stands up! 1.-The finds fault with the
supper, tell him that the encumbrance
appears to elucidats the tarantula. and If
that doesn't fetch him you can COM
tinus to affiliate with the pabulistic en-
igma. Give him big words and bad
biscuit.-XXX grammar and sloppy
tea-and I'll bet FIVE hundred bag pud.
dings agin penny whistle that he'll
get up from that table with his nose as
low down Is the mercury in January.
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