Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1884-02-16
His Sunday Nap.
BY MRS. NJ. L. RAyNE.

''sN~ ~ss@&>~e~Is ~Nr r~.~r+~-~~ 1870
tired and thought he would lie down
on sofa in the back parlor to sleep.
People never learn by experience,
and he was no exception to the COM
mon rule.
He laid down and crossed his feet
with parade hardly justiliable an
der the circumstances. His wife
came in and saw him.
"Why, Lot Skinner" she exclaim-
ed. "If / ever heard of the like I
Lying down on the new sofa with
your boots on, and oh, my goodness,
your head on the lace tidy / had done
up only last week You are the
most inconsiderate man l ever saw
in my life ~
Mr. Skinner got up and his wife
smoothed out the tidy aud ie.arrang
ed it.
"The idea of anybody putting a
head on that tidy said Mrs. Skin
ner, who had no intention of using
slang. II supposed You had more
sense.' ~ II,
81 used to have" said Mr.. Skin
ner," good naturally. "Yaah, /
could take good nap if could find
a place to drop down. Ya-a-h !"
lyon had better read your Bible,
/ think, said Mrs. Skinner. She
was a good, uncomfortable woman,
so clean and neat and orderly that
she made her family wretched with
domestic drill.
Something called Mrs. skinner off
then, and when she came back he
was gone. She sat down. and took a
book, when thought struck her
and she bounded from her chair as
il it bad been a cannon ball
Yes, 1t was justas she feared; her
husband had gone.up stairs, and she
found him stretched out on the bed,
on top of a white counterpart, his
grizzly gray head sunk deep into a
white, starched pillow sham, with
these words embroidered III the Gen.
tre Fss oar
nTSleep sweet, beloved |" aaa
He was not onlysleeping but loud
ly snoring, with a look Of sweet con-
tentment on his wide open mouth.
al OF Skinner I"
Tile got up in 4 manner that
would have done credit toa gym
mast, and stood staring at the fearful
hollow in the bed and the wrinkled
dent in the pillow-sham.
II declare, ! forgot he said look
ing very foolish. ''Alice, haven't /
got Il place where 1 can lay my
head ?n @ft,f @
q Don't talk nonsense, said his
wife, sharply. "The idea OF, sober
man going TO bed with his boots on. !"
would you. rather ia GET
"I'd rather you'd get some com
mon sense" she said. IF you must
sleep in the daytime, why there's an
old lounge down in the Kitchen no
one will. disturb you there. Or, /
suppose''--ungraciously-''I, can
take off the quilt, and the shams, and
let you have nap here, though it's
wicked. that's what it is, to sleep
Sunday. It's a bad example to set
TO the children, and you.know it,"
ss"ButI am so sleepy answered
her husband; my head is as heavy
as lead, and cannot keep my eyes
Open.n
"Laziness sheer laziness!" said
the wife, sharply. e" '.'aA III
Mr.. Skinner went down stairs and
The last words Mis-
wife heard him say were that there
was no rest for the weary, but she
was picking up the embroidery on
the mis- used sham with a pin, and,
did not heed him. When she went
down stairs he was not in sight and
she busted herself In getting dinner,
which on Sunday took the place Of
supper. and thought no more about
him, s4,.f r,.s.
She was distinguished woman,
distinguished in the town where she
lived, as being the cleanest house.
keeper in it. No girl could be found
neat enough to live with her; altthe
notices in her house were to the
effect that cleanliness is akin to
godliness. She busted every article
of furniture in the house several
times every day; she scrubbed 90 Of
Al n. - - 4.