Mexico weekly ledger., 1882-03-09
BATHROOM BEATEN.
A Man Alter His Wife. Who Was
After Another Man.

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usual crowd OF loafers. ~trave'ors .u1
reporters at the union depot last Sun
oay noon. VIM. Bartholow and w,fa
formerly of the mining regions Of
pennsylvania, have for some t;me
been residing in connubiaI felicity ~
'helr home about 10 miles west Of
Mexico, where the motto. ..God
Bless Our Home,' looms up like n
court house in a fog over the COOKING
stove, and "What is Home Without :.
Motler, hangs peacefully over the
connuhlal couch like a buzzord ovo,
Il HOOK OF deceased sheep. In the
history of human events. - man
named Pickens, a gay deceiver. ap-
peared on the horizon of Mrs. Bartho-
lows home felicity. just how far
the william still pursued her. at that
time Is not known. Pickens left
ohaitoh. 1t was no more the same
coal shaft. The notices seemed to
have lost their meaning, and bung
biased Oh the wall. There seemed TO
De Il ~''goneness' about Mrs. h.
There was an aching void in her heart
for something that was not satisfied
with ham and eggs. Mr.. B. was no.
tllled by Il loving kiss that she was
very home-sick: that she wanted to
see her dear old mother: that she
knew it would be Il hard task for her
to get along without her '.hubbv' for
even a short time, but really she
feared something was going to hap
pen to her mother, and that duty.
whose call she always FASTENED to
answer. called her back to the old
home with the ''old oaken bucket"
and big arm chair and ..prand-
fathers Clock In short, she want
Ell $50 to buy Il ticket home with.
and she would hasten there on the
wings of duty. and back on the winps
of love. and would be gone only a
few short days.
Mr.. b. furnished the II and
Mrs. b., with tears Ill her ewes. took
the train for Mexico. where she WAS
to buy her ticket for PENNSYLVANIA.
Mr.. b. returned to his home that
now seemed sad and drcary, and
While turning the motto. What is
Home Without Il Mother.' face to
the wall. and scratching on the back
of it with Il chunk of coal VIVA is
Home Without a Wife, q little bird
whispered in his ear. ..Pickcns -
only this and nothing more.
Mr.. b. paused. as he was scratch
inc the word Wife" and in dire
full tones echoed: .'Pickens. be-d-l."
He kicked the dog, ierked the gate
off of the one hinge, and put on his
coat wrong side out Oh the way tC
the depot to catch a freight train.
He told the conductor to splice the
wings of love and the wings of duty.
that he was i'll a hurry. In the due
course of time Mr.. Is. reached Mex.
leo. where he found Mrs. b. in the
ladies waiting room of the depot eat
inc cheese and crackers. with a ticket
marked 'Rcnick' on one side. ano
on tue other .Pickens lives at Rem
lex" Thus ends the first chapter.
The circus opened without eyen tn,
usual racket from the orchestra. Mr.
b. knew Mrs. b.. but Mrs. Is. Iii,
not know Mr.. b.. and didn't want al
introduction. He demanded his S3j
She demanded peace. The small boy
and big lOafer encOred every act
and wanted Il hall hired As tn,
t crowd crew the actors became imhuet
| with spirit, and furnished many start
line situations, and did extremcl,
) well, considering the size of tn
, stage. Just as Mrs. b. was pleadin,
with Dan Henderson not to sell Mr.
Il. n ticket to Rcnick. the train fo
Renick pulled in. Mrs. Is. ran on
and told the conductor that Mr.. b
had no money, and not to let him &C
on the train. As the train pulle
out, Mr.. B. was seen to rush out @
the crowd with a dollar he had boz
rOwcd, and jumped on to the req
! platform, exclaiming: ''Blood!'
The sequel is not known. Rcnlc
: is a small place for the above tire
parties, and unless Pickens skippe
out, he is liable to picked very clear
TO he Contihued)
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