The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1881-10-15
A Matter Of Business.

"You were out late last night, dear.n
said Mrs. Breezy, taking her seat at the
breakfast table and fumbling nervouslv
with her fork.
"Oh, mol" said Mr.. Breezy, cit
wasn't late. You see, darling, YOU
were asleep when came in and--h
"No, Mr.. Breezy, was not asleep.
but, as you say, it was not late for you.
Nothing would convince you that the
clock struck three as you closed the
hall door. Of course business detained
YOU, my dear. 1t is wonderful how
much business man will find to trans
act after midnight, but of course we
women know nothing about such things.
We never can understand you men, can
we dear? We are always imagining all
sorts of horrid things when you happen
to stay away day or two without send
ing us even a line. Women are so
nervous, are they not dear? What
silly creatures we are, to be sure. If we
would only 90 to bed, and go to sleep,
it would save us world of trouble,
wouldn't it, dear? We might know
that you great strong men can take
care of yourselves. If you are obliged e
sit up until two or three o'clock in the
morning talking business with yom
customers, it is really ungrateful in us
TO complain, for, of course, you have
the worst of it, don't you, darlingP
How it must have bothered you and
how tired you must get, and think that
it is all for our sakes. When you come
tottering home so tired that you can
hardly get up stairs, and throw your.
self on the bed without even the
strength to remove your boots, we
should appreciate your DEVOTION in
thus laboring to support us. Now, last
night, dear, when you stumbled over
the rocking-chair, and fond yourself
obliged to cling to the leadboard to
support your weary form, you presented
really sad example of the overworked
husband and father. When your shat
tered nerves caused me to upset my
fresh bottle of cologne, and scatter
the contents of my work basket over
the floor, you really looked the typical
martyr of married life. Of course you
do not remember it, dear. You were
too tired and worn out with that horrid
customer to remember anything. What
dry, stupid time you must have talk
ing business up to three o'clock in the
morning, and you look so sleepy and
used up this morning. [ would really
imagine you had experienced a severe
illness if didn't know it was those ter
rble racking business cares which pull
you down so. see you have quite lost
your appetite, dear. You haven't even
touched your steak. Now, dear, this
won't do. You must not apply yourself
so closely to business. 1t is killing you,"
and Mrs. Breezy's mouth curled into a
decided sheer as she dug tablespoon
into the fried potatoes.
''But, my DEAR said Mr.. Breezy,
making a heroic effort to swallow lit
tie of the steak, lit was most impor-
tant engage
'.Of course it was" said Mrs. Bre ety.,
as she poured out cup of coffee with
trembling hands. "Of course it was,
love. Your engagements are always
important. They will never keep over
until morning, never. What if these
engagements-the very important en-
gagements-do occur five or six nights
out of the week. 1t is sign of your
prosperity. Should l complain if you
find yourself obliged to meet your GUS
toners ut theaters and concert halls
and at poker parties in and out of the
way hotelsP No, dear, you are obliged
to adapt yourself to your customers
mode of life. 1t is all in the way of
business. and we short-sighted wives
are very unreasonable to suppose for a
moment that you frequent such places
out of choice, when even instinct should
teach us that you would much prefer
being home in the bosom OF your fami-
lies. You deas abused husbands! How
patient you are, to be sure, with us
tidgety, unreasoning creatures" and
Mrs. Breezy pushed back her chair with
a jerk and left the ROOM Brooklyn
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