The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1885-02-28
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How q Man Searching for a Missing Arti-
Gle is Feelingiy Described by His Long
Suffering Better Half.

Gle Is Feeiingiy Described by His Long
Suffering Better Half.
Did you ever see man search for a
missing articlep Well, if not, just let
me tell you how Mr.. Nox does it.
Mr.: Nox generally arises to build
fires. leaving me to my morning nap
undisturbed- is. if he can remem-
Der where ne put his clothes the pre-
vious evening; if not. am called upon
to tell him where he stood, whence all
but him had fled Ito bed).
The other morning, after being
dreamily conscious that the '.blamel
shavings were wet,r and that the cid
litter never vds in its place." was
broadly awakened to find Mr.. Nox going
up and down our bedroom, lamp in
hand, his best hat stuck on the extreme
back Of his head, kicking his slippered
feet against every bit Of furniture in
reach, dark frown contracting his
classic brow, and murder in his eye. l
| inquired the matter.
Hunting my rubbers' Shortly.
"But you don't expect to find them in
here on the wall, do youp" seeing him
gazing upward.
Course lido. Where else can they be-?
I've looked everywhere else"
/ suppress a giggle, which has become
chronic and attacks me whenever Mr.
Nox begins search. suggest various
places in which they might be found;
but he .'has looked there" Back and
| forth-now in one room, then in another
warmer wakes his wrath. He gives
| the kitten a rough push and looks care
| fully on the spot of carpet it has occu-
pied. Suddenly an idea seems to strike
him, and holding the lamp high above
his head, he rushes into the preserve
closet. My mirth subsidies. l spring
up.
20, don't go in there! Your rubbers
never, never were in there. Good
gracious! Come out!'' (raising my voice
| in command.)
Il don't know they amt, and I'm
going to have them. Do You suppose
I'm going to milk that COW without my
rubbersp"
So much talk had awakened the
'.fiower of the, family who starts mp
and says, speedily
saw 'em on the piano las night"
This is too much for me, and / roll
over in bed, hugging pillow ecstati-
| callv over my mouth to suffocate my
| laughter. When / had recovered ]
| peeped out and found Mr.. Nox examn-
ing the piano-first at one end and then
at the other. He prepares to take of
the lid, when my Indignation gets the
better of my discretion, and | angT'ily
demand achnt he is hunting, anyway.
"Why, my rubbers, you hlockie, didn'i
she say they were herepn
30 you half wit're. Do you think
they could be in there2 Stop tearing
up things 500
He goes into the preserve closet again,
goes out. flies into the kitchen and
through the pantry. Then / hear the
safe door click, wood box and coal hoe
Jingle merrily, tie oven doors clang, 9
pailful of potatoes roll out upon tho
floor, the ash pan clatters. the sink is
| explored; hear him open the clock
then back into the sitting room he
tramps. My work basket suffers. sewing
machine examined, my work tumbled
| hear the dolls and playthings Of the
"Flower" dashed upon the floor, then {
door bangs and all is silent Mr.. No,
has T ,ne out into the untried, unfeeline
COW yard to milk that COW (she gives {
whole pint now every morning) withou
his rubbers grieve not; the grount
| is perfectly dry, know he is safe from
damp feet. I rise at once and dres
brisklv; know have no time to lose j
would have my breakfast before tel
o'clock. have not had ocular proof o
the result of Mr.. Nox's eccentric search
ing for lost apparel, in vain. l an
perfectly aware OF the chaotic state 0
the house, and am prepared to meet 1t
l consider myself a heroine. in ;
small way, to be able to NEE
it. / hurry forth to tho kitchen
crossing the sitting room
stumble over some object occupying tn
middle of the floor, and STOPPING t
examine, find-the missing rubbers.-
4e1ds Siftings.