Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1880-03-06
CONFIDENCE BETWEEN HUSBAND
AND WIFE.

CONFIDENCE BETWEEN HUSBAND
AND WIFE.
III YOU ever read novel or serial In
which the domestic incidents occurring
in the life of the hero or heroine were
detailed, you were sooner or later told
that domestic happiness had its fOunda-
ton i'm perfect confidence between man
and wife. don't believe it, and FL tell
you why.
know the Knight family like a book
as the saying goes, and / know they are
unhappy, and that most of their unhappi-
ness comes from the perfect conf
dence between them. They started out
on their nuptial life with the firm deter
minatiOn to keep no secrets from each
other. They hadn't been married week
when the bride said:
Richard. must have no secrets from
you, must II
NO. darling he replied.
We'll. then, Richard, Anna Cobb told
me to-day that she'd have jumped into
the well before she'd ever married man
with feet as big as yours. She told me
not to tell, but we must have perfect
confidence in each other, you know
He was nettled, Of course, and he said
something about big ears and Roman
nose, and their first quarrel was hot
one. The affair did not shake their con-
fidence, however, as it was not above a
fortnight before Richard came home one
night and modify remarked:
Some one seems to want to see US d.
vOrced. but they can't turn me against
you, no. they can't.
The Old man Gable has. He stopped
me on the street to-day, and wanted to
know how on earth l came to marry
such a woman as you. He said you were
thirty-eight years old, half-blind, ugly
tempered, and a confirmed gossip. |
knocked him down, of course, and l
shouldn't have told you anything about
it but for our agreement to have every
confidence in each other.
who's thirty-eight years Oldp she
screamed, as she made a grab at his
hat.
who's half blind? Who's ugly tenn
pered?" she shrieked, as she clinched one
of his mutton chop whiskers.
They didn't sleep much that night. He
sat down and looked at the Dictionary
until three o'clock in the morning, and
she lay on the sofa and cried until her
nose was as red as beet. Such of us "a
do not believe i'm the perfect confidence
theory would not have mentioned word
about meeting Gable, and the tea would
have been splendid, the evening agree
able and our sleep gentle and sound.
The troubles of the Knights had just
been smOOthed away, and people were
remarking on their perfect happiness,
when Mrs. Ryder dropped in there to
make an afternoon call. Knight came
home that evening with bad headache,
and he was in bad humOr because
business had dragged during the day.
His wife took his hat, gave him sweet
kiss. and as she poured out the tea, she
said:
Richard, do you think our parlOr car
pet has anything to do with your head
ache?'
What fOolishiquestionp he answered.
What put such foolish idea into your
headY
TwOuldn't tell any one else, of course,
she continued; but Ican't keep anything
from you, you know. Well, Mrs. Ryder
called on me this afternoon. She thinks
we have beautiful place here
Does, ehp he replied, smiling little.
Yes; and she gave you high cOmpli-
ment on setting the sitting room stove
in such picturesque position; she said
you must be natural artist
Quite nice person, isn't she? he re-
marked, his bad humOr giving way con-
siderably.
L took her all over the house said Mrs.
Knight. When she entered the parlOr,
she staggered back, and cried out: What
q horrible old sunf1Ower of a carpet! 1t
looks like horse blanket, with daubs of
red paint on it! She wanted to know
who selected it, and when / replied that
you did, she said you must have been
brought up in a stone quarry, and edu-
Gated in a Saw-mill."
The old tarantula! Didn't you show
her the dOOrY he exclaimed.
why, no.
Did you stand there and hear her
abuse me and not even let her know that
you resented itY
IL
oh, yes, I'm heathen-a pig-a rhi-
nOcerOsp he went on, as he showed back
from the table.
Richard. dear, 1 have perfect conf
dence in your she protested; but he got
out of doors and was absent until near
midnight.
About once in three weeks during the
last ten years, the perfect confidence
between this couple has developed some
new annoyance. Less than a year ago
he came one day and said:
Anna, as / was going down town this
morning assisted lame lady on to the
street car. / thought would tell you
of it, so that no acquaintance could make
gossip of it,
Lame, eh?' How lame was sheT asked
the wife.
Well, not very lame, my dear. have
always cOnfded in you and always
shall.
Was she handsOme?'
'Well-ahem-yes.'
didn't your
Anna, cannot deceive you'll did,
I'll wager that you paid her fare from
your own pursep she exclaimed.
I-I-yes, did,
And when she smiled you smiledr
Yes, guess so; but, of course, did
not smile on her as do on you
And she had satchel%
She did,
And YOU carried it for her?'
Ill think so, though, OF course, /
didn't want to. Anna haven't you per-
feet confidence i'm me-?
You old Mormon, won't live with
you another day she screamed. Where
is the letter which that pale faced, sim
your hand?'
She didn't slip any,