The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1886-09-02

There is an article going The rounds en-
titled How the girls go 10 sleep. The
manner in which they go to sleep, accord
ing TO the article. can't hold candle 10
the way married woman goes to sleep.
Instead Of thinking what she should have
attended 70 before going to bed she
thinks Of ii afterward. While she is re-
volving these matters in her mind, and
while suugly tucked up in bed, the old
man scratching his legs before the fire and
wondering how be will pay the nett
months rent. Suddenly she exclsims:
James, did you lock tho door9
Which door? says james.
The cellar door, says she
No, says James.
Well, you had better 90 down and locA
it. for heard some one in the back yard
last night.
Accordingly James paddles down the
stairs and locks the door. About the time
James returns and is going to bed she re-
marks: Did you shut the stair door2
No. said James.
Well, il 1t is not shut the cat will get up
into the chambers.
Let her come up, then, says James. III.
naturedly.
Ny Goodness, olreturns his wife, she'd
suck the baby's brain.
Then james paddles down stairs again
and steps on tack, and closes the door.
and curses the cat, and returns 10 the bed.
room. just as he begins TO climb into his
couch his wife observes, Iforgot TO bring
up some water; suppose you bring up
some in the big tin.
And so james, with o muttered cause.
goes down into the dark kitchen and falls
over chair, and rasps all the iinwLre on
the wall 10 search 81 the big tiu, and tbes
jerks the stair door open and howis:
Where the deuce are the matches?
She gives him minute direction where
10 find the matches. and adds that she
would rather go and get the water herself
than have the whole neigbborhood raised
about IL. After which James fnds the
matches, procures the water and comes up
stairs and plunges into bed.
Presently bis wife says: James, lets hare
an understanding about money matters.
Now, next week I've got TO pay
dent know what you'll have TO pay,
and don't care. shouts James, a. he lureh-
es around aud jams bis face against tbs
wall; all / want is sleep.
Thsts all very well for youl snaps his
wife. rs she pulls the covers yic,ously;you
never think OF the trouble and worry ! have.
And there Is ArAmints. who. believe, y
taking tho measles.
Let her take en-, said James.
Hereupon sha begins 10 cry softly. but
about the time James fell into gentle
dozs she punche Inn III the ribs with her
eIlos ana says. DID you hear the sesn-
dal about Mrs. Jones7
Where2 says James, sloepiIy.
Why, Mrs. Jones.
Where? inquiries James.
declare. said his wife. you are getting
more stupid every day. You know Mrs.
Jones that lives at No. 2l2 Well, day be-
fore yesterday Susan Smith told Mfa.
Tho.n psoo that Sam Baker had said that
Mrs. Jones bad
Here she paused and listened. james Il
snoring 10 profound slumber. With snor.
Of rage she pulls all the covers OF him.
wraps up 10 them. snd lays awaks until 2
A. " thioking how badly nsed sbe H.
Aud that IL the wsy the married woman
goes To sleep.
How burned your face and lips are
by the sus7 said young cfimsonbesk 70
Miss Fassanfesther the other evening
while calling.
Yes. an irish.iuiIy burned What
eau do for ~
Why doo's you try cold eresfn7
Well, I don't care II do, III tsks
chocolate aud vanilla
Aad before lts impsusisn. young man
vas s~nss u II be VAS bsiog spirited down
the street 10 the direction Of ~ lee crem
saloon.
: The darkest hour Is when yoa cant