The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1881-02-19
Managing a Man.

Nellie DAVIS was the prettiest, sweetest,
best, and dearest little girl in Hillsburg;
and when Tom Carter fell head over heels
in love with her, nobody blamed hlm in
the least. And when the parson gave his
blessing, and they went 10 commence
housekeeping in cozy, little house on the
s,uth side of the town, everybody prophe-
sled all sorts of happiness for the pretty
bride. And, truth to tell, Nellie Carter
Was very happy. 1t is a pleasant thing to
go to housekeeping for the first time, with
everything new and shiny; and il you have
somebody you love very much for COM
.panion, 1t Is still .pleasanter. Now Nellie,
did love That big, blundering Tom Carter
with all her might and main, and there
was only one thing to disturb her perfect
peace. She was the very pink of tidiness,
and Tom was the most careless fellow alive.
lie kept his person neat and nice--but his
personal belongings anything else. Tom
would persist in tossing his slippers under
The parlor sofa, to have them handy. In
vain did che gently suggest that the rack
j, the hall was the place for his hat and
overcoat. Tom would fling his overcoat,
damp or dry, on her pretty, smoothly-made
bed, snd drop his hat anywhere. In vain
did tidy Nellie make place for everything
for Tom invariably tossed everything in
some other place. Now little Mrs. Nellie
was only human, and Toms slovenly way s
annoyed her exceedingly. She was re
solved no, to spoil the peace of her cozy
home by scolding, but how TO cure him she
c)ul / not tell. She bore it with the patience
OF an angel, until one morning after he had
gone 10 his office, she went into the parlor,
and thelc lay Toms heavy shawl right
across the table, ruthlcssly crushing be-
meath 1t the pretty trifles which lay upon
the marble table.
''Now l can't stand this and ! won't!"
said Nellie, as she carefully raised the
shawl from the delicate treasures and dis
covered the ruins of favorite Bohemian
vase.
81 don't know what to do, but this l
won't have!" she continued, with the little
bit OF wifely snap which every good wife
must have If she expects to get on at all
with that occasionally unreasonable ami
mal---a man.
Some way must be discovered to cure
Tom Of such performances as this" went
on Mrs. Nellie as she removed the ruins Of
her vase, and all the morning she went
about the house with scarlet lips closely
compressed and little flash IN her brown
eyes, which argued we'll for Master TOMS
domestic subsection.
And wb"l a determined woman says
''must" and "shall" masculine insubordi-
nation might as well surrender at once
Before Mrs. Nellie closed her bright eyes
that night she had arranged her plans for
the campaign against her liege lord, who
slept the sleep Of the innocent at her side.
But she meant to give him one more
chance.
80, after breakfast, when Tom drew on
his boots and gave his slippers their usual
loss under the sofa, she gently said, "Tom,
dear, hadn't You better put your slippers IN
the passage of the bedroom5'..
"No, let 'em alone; they'll be handy TO-
night" said Tom.
''Bnt Tom, dear, they look 80 untidy.'
"Why no they don't. A thing looks as
well In one place as another. What's the
use of II mans having a home if he can't
keep things where he wants to2" said re-
bellious Tom.
"What's the use of keeping wife and q
tI,o; Err ~ ~,
things after your" asked Nellie, without
the least show Of temper.
"Don't pick 'em up at all. Just lot 'em
alone, and then can lind 'em when want