The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1886-02-11

known my excellent husband, were
not to my mind. / am afraid j
hated good men,"
The dressmaker groaned.
ooh, how could you! am sure
such husband must be beautiful
THAT is true, Mrs. Fittem-and
he thought me beautiful. But you
must understand he was a model
man and be did his best to make me
a model woman-hus it was not in
me. We women are naturally per
verse and apt TO think our way as
good as q man S way"
$50 it is, only good deal bet
ter" muttered the other.
81 don't know about that / am
apt to think a man is wiser about
many things than we are; but, any
way, married people will quarrel as
a rule, because each is bent upon
his own way. Now / never dIsput-
ed q husband-never, never oppOs-
ed him. But, as l was going to
say, one of my admirers was of
different kind. He was bright,
dashing, high-spirited and witty.
He quite took me by storm OF con
trast. He was not model man by
any means, but he was intelligent,
loved boats and had fine taste for
music. He had mean opinion of
women in general and was some
times furious at himself for loving
me. He declared he would be mas
ter in spite of me which was quite
unnecessary, for ] rather liked to
have master as saving trouble and
responsibility. l hate disputes and
fuss of any kind and let matters
slide in the very easiest manner
possible
81 should think you might be a
little lazy" returned her auditor.
''Is that the name for il? Well, |
perhaps I am. He would get into
fury about his buttons and because
door creaked, or the coffee was
poor, and storm about the house,
and slam doors and kick over chairs
at which l only said, Softly, softly, |
dear which only madehIm worse"
81 believe you," returned the
dressmaker.
"He even called me devil once
in a sort of tender fit and quoted |
Shakespeare
'Perdition catch my soul, but do love thee
"He said 1 would sit perfectly
calm on a husbands coffin while he
smothered beneath, for what is .
woman to do, but be quiet, while a
strong man Is raging about moth
ing. In one of these spells he broke
a blood vessel on the brain and an
autopsy showed disease of the head |
which was pitifnl to think about
81 wonder he hadn't killed you,"
was the response OF Mrs. FIFTEEN.
"My third husband was all senti-
ment and called me pet names that
would have delighted Fanny Os-
good, the poet. 1 took them all in
patiently"
"Patientlyw cried the nearer. SIT
must have been delightful
eyes, when he called me pet /
had an excuse for being girlish, if
birdie, | might thrill my notes;
queeny might be cold and proud. so
he had it all his own way. But
your sentimental man wants a good
deal of sentiment in return; must be
INDUCED and coddled and sees eve
rything in sweet Arcadian light;
wants his wife to dress in out-of-
the way styles; quotes:-
sGive me a form, give me face,
That lends simplicity and grace.
Rohas lOOSalV flowing hair free.
Such oct neglect more teketh me
Than all the adulteries of art,
That take mino eye but not my heart
81 went about mindless of the
cestus of Venus, and had an excuse
for showing my beautiful hair and
dawdled over Moore and Byron,
feeling internally that was poor
goose, and sort of a fraud, for
too much sentiment is very tire
some"
And he died like the rest?"
''Y So and the pretty widow
tapped a small boot upon the car
pet musingly.
cit seems TO me that your second
husband understood you better
than the Others" remarked the
dressmaker.
slow 50? no matter; but you
must see that am right in Think
ing you do not know how 20 man
age your husband"
"You have not told NE your Sc
cret yet"
"Do you not see iii?
cit seems to me that you let them
have their own way"
$40 be sure did. IL is fatal TO
man or to woman always to have
their own way. A little contention
is the passport OF love. Nothing is
more fatal than indifference"
"And you married three men and
indifferent to all p
The widow Redeemed.
"Perhaps am naturally of that
kind, while you, Mrs. FIFTEEN, op-
pose, fret, scold, and not happy
yourself, nor do you make him any
the better man; men are not easily
turned about"
"What would you do in case
like mine where man drinks?"
81 would manage just the same"
sBut how, ma am, howY'
DWELL, well,' muttered the widow,
half to herself II can't find Opin-
ions and then make annotations on
them"
do tell your secret; ] cannot for
my life guess what it is.''
Dear Mrs. FIFTEEN, you are an
admirable dressmaker-my silk, to
use my own illustration, sets like a
ducks foot in the mud ;but you don't
know how to manage husband.
You must come the morning l am
to be married and see that I am all
right. Mr.. Blank is fastidious
My hat is perfect love of hat
and makes me look charmingly; but
let me advise you" laying at the
same time nicely gauntleted hand
on Mrs. Fittem's shoulder, ''let