Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1880-04-23
husband went of to his business with h,s

q his wife had hastily thrown on q wrar
per, and with slipshod feet and head liz
q mop, was lounging in rocking.chai
! awaiting the Breakfast bell. 8.
For mercy's sake, Edward, don't o
any longer with that shockinely dirt,
| face, spoke up Cora. ssIf yeu Know hoi;
dreadfully you lookeA'l'' -
Looks are nothing replied Edward
stroking his beard. -. .ss
once9" 1. : : s. ; - =. =
4 "Nothing, only it's such a trouble /,
shave every day. o.. A.. 4, ,.1a Il, -'.:,a "
nBut you didn't shave yesterday" *
II know I'm just as we'll of to. day, a
III had. So much saved at any rate
But Cora urged the matter, and he
husband finally yielded, and MOVED
down the luxuriant growth of beard
"How much better you do look p' sale
the young wife. <"Now don't go apothe
day Without shaving, Il: =
"But why should take 80 mucf
trouble about my mcle looks9 I'm ius
as good with q long beard as short: one
Its great deal of trouble to shave ev
cry day. You can love me Just as well
t and Why need care what others say o.
On the following morning Douglas,
appeared, not only with a long beard
but with shirt front and collar tia,
were both soiled and crumpled.
'"Why, Edward, how you do look T.
SAID Cora. !"Yol have neither shaved
nor put on clean sh,rt.''
Edward siroked his face, and ran hi,
fingers along the edge of his collar. re-
marking indiferently, as he did so:
1T is no matter. look we'll enough
This being so very particular in dress IS 8
waste Of time, and am getting tired Of
lit" =; s~l. 80 - "'.>'' "
And in this trim Douglass went off to
his business, much to the ANNOYANCE CT
his wife, who could not bear to see he1
husband look so sloven,y.
Gradually the declension from neatness
went on, until Edward was quite match
tor his wife, and yet, strange to saw, Co.
"a had not taken the hint; broad as j,
was. In her own person she was as un.
tidy as ever. - -. =
About six months after their marriage,
we invited few friends to spend social
evening with US. Cora and her husband
among the number. Cora came alone
quite early, and said that her husband
was very much engaged, d and could not
come until after tea.
| Ny friend had not taken much pains
with her attire. Indeed, her appearance
mortified me, as it contrasted so decided
ly with that of the other ladies present,
and could not help suggesting to her
that she was very wrong in being so in.
| different aoout her dress. But she laugh
ingly replied:
"You know my fortunes made now.
Mrs. Smith. can afford to be negligent
IN these matters. 1t is great waste of
time to dress so much.''
l tried to argue against this, but could
make no impression upon her.
About an hour after tea, and while we
were all engaged in pleasant converse
ton, thJ door to the parlor opened and
In walked Mr.. Douglass. At the first
glance thought I must be mistaken.
But no, it was Edward himself. But
what figure he did cut. His uncombed
hair was standing up in stiff spikes IN a
hundred different directions; his face
could not have felt the touch of a razor
for two or three days, and he was guilt
less of clean linen for at least the same
length of time: His vest was soiled, his
boots unblacked, and there was an un-
mistakable hole in one OF his elbows.
"Why, Edwardp' exclaimed his vito
with look Of modification and Distress,
as her husband came across the room,
with face in which no consciousness
of the horrid figure he cut could be de.
tected.
"Why, my dear fellow. what is the
matter9" said my husband, frankly; fol
he perceived that the ladies were begin
ming to litter, and the gentlemen were
looking at each other and trying to re-
press their risible tendencies, and there
fore deemed it best to try to throw of all
reserve upon the subject,
1.-THE matter9 Nothlng's the matter, !
be !ieve. Why do you ask2"
Douglass looked grave.
"Well may he ask what IS the NATTER
broke in Cora theoretically. "How could
you come here in such a plight2''
"In such plight2" and Edward looked
down at himself, felt his beard and ran his
fingers through his HAIR. What is the
matter? Is anything wrong9''
"You look as if you just walked ur
from Il nap cf week with your clothes
on and came off without washing your
face or comblng your hair said my hus
band.
"Oh!' and Edwards countenanct
frightened little. Then he said with
much gravity Of manner, II have beer
extremely hurried of late, and only left
business few minutes ago. l hardly
thought it worth while to 90 to dress;
knew we were all friends here. Besides
as my fortune is made, (and he glanced
with look rot to be mistaken, TOWARD
his w1fe), I do not feel called upon tt
give as much attention to dress as for
nlerlY. Before was married it was neccs
sary to be more particular in these mat
tiers, but now it IS no consequence
I turned toward Cora. Her face wa:
like crimson. In a few moments she
arose and went quickly from the room
I followed her. and Edward came aftel
US pretty soon. He found his wife in
tears, and sobbing almost hyster1callY.
give got carriage at the door," he
said to me, aside, half laughing, half Sc
rious-''so help her on with her things
and we'll retire in disorder"
"But it's too bad of you, Mr.. Doug
lass" replied I. .~.~' --
"Forglve me for making your house
the scene of this lesson" he whispered
ut had to be given, ard I thought
would trespass upon your forbearance ,
"Pll think about that" I replied.
| In few minutes Cora and her HUSBAND
retired, and in spite OF good breeding
and everything else, we all had a heart!
laugh on my return to the parlor, wher,
I explained the curious little scene tina
had Just occurred. IS .,
+ How Cora and her husband settled tn
affair, I never inquired. But one thinl
is certain, I never saw her ma slovenl,
dress afterward, at hcme or abroad. Sh
was cured. "a s,-,r.
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it stimulates reflection. We pride ON
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