Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-08-16
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paper on Social Ethics to be read before his club. He had style rather profound, he 1lattered himself, and was just about wind ing up with fine peroration, when he heard slight rap at his door, and Mrs. Sutton ap- peared.
 MT. Sutton was tired, but as he made it a point never to show temper he merely laid down his pen with an audible, patiently patient sigh, and said: "Well, my dearl" To which Mrs. Sutton made a hardly ap- posite reply, for, holding up pair of very pretty walking boots, evidently her own, between her finger and thumb, she said :: "Where do you suppose these came froms"
 "From Prayers, presume" "No," said Mrs. Sutton.
 ''Well, my dear, if you have gone to some other firm you had good reason, no doubt"
 As shc made no reply, Mir. Sutton vent ured guess: "I really don't know why but Whately, perhaps. A very good maker and becoming quite the fashion among the ladies, I believe"
 ''They came from no such place." said Mrs Sutton, with a certain amount of as perity in her tone; ''I will tell you where, however. They came from the alleyv'
 ''The alley! my dear," said MT. Sutton, hardly knowing what to think, but sure he had something to do with it; "the alley l " ny WHSit d SColup AAulI ilAuoG OC- 'You are wrong," Mrs. Sutton rejoined, with great quickness and severity. "Mufr has far toe much consideration for his mis- tress to destroy her property. You are the person, Mir. Sutton! There's q limit to every thing-I can not and will not bear this longer. It was only last week that my cut glass smelling bottle, tho one poor cousin George gave me my wedding, was l broken-''
 II replaced it my dear," meekly rejoined Mir. Sutton.
 'It could not be replaced. It was gift l that meant somcthing"
 Mir. Sutton wnced. He never could bear cousin George, and was glad he was now dead.
 "But," said Mrs. Sutton, changing her | tone, which had verged on the fearful, back | to severity again, 'I say nothing more on Lat point, but to resume. It's merely | chance that have not lost my boots. Mir. | Sutton, some other way must be devised | for getting rid of those cats! l can not | sacrifice all my wardrobe. l say nothing of | my disturbed rest.''
 "Mrs. Suttonl' demonstrated her hus band, ''I grant that have been reckless in throwing any thing that comes to hand without paying sufficient attention to what l it might be, but my dear, when you speak l of disturbed rest, pray recall to your mind the fact that it is i'll an effort to give you undisturbed rest by dispersing those cats from the premises that I have imperiled 1 your shoes."
 | "Cats, if let alone, would not keep me awake" said Mrs. Sutton, majestically. l tits your foolishly inpulsive attacks on them that complain of, and these must cease. I can not and will not endure it!"
 ''But, Mrs. Sutton; can not sleep with that caterwauling."
 ''I only say,'' said Mrs Sutton, very l severely, ''that some other method than throwing all our valuables over the fence must be thought of;' and with these words Mrs. Sutton took herself and her boots away, leaving her wretched husband l seated between the horns of dilemma.
 Their house, ''recherche mansion, | suitable for the residence of one of our l merchant princess" as the advertisement 1 that first drew Mrs. Sutton's attention to the place styled it, was no longer the source of pride that 1t had been, for the whole place, especially the alley fence, was in- 1 fested by cats; the very lowest, most ruff fiaaly of cats in lcgions. The coarse, gut ter tones of their voices, upraised every night as they were, in strains of love or wild vendetta, were too much for the sensitive l nerves of MT. Sutton-he who loved retire l ment, and whose chiefest pleasure was what he fondly styled "wooing the muse" late al night. Instead he was obliged to listen to the voices of these horrible beasts, and in fact, all Of the hours that he should have been sleeping were rendered hideous by these creatures.
 Mrs. Sutton had borne with the trouble in enforced patience until her frantic hus
 band had laid his hands on all things
 When it came to bric-a-brac and articles of personal property, Mrs. Sutton felt fl
 must be stopped, and had said SO. And hel
 husband knew that when she adopted cer-
 tain tone and air, it must indeed.
 That very afternoon he met his nephew
 J. Deming Hazard, a young lawyer waiting
 for practice, and begged of him. to devise
 plan to rid hlm of the pest of his l@fe, ant
 was promised relief. The following morn
 ing as he took his way down town he me
 the nephew who heartlessly accos:ed hin
 with: "My dear uncle, you look seedy thi:
 morning. Had bad nights rest1"
 s'That's @ matter of course. Have vol
 thought of remedyl"
 "WeQ, yes, think may say have
 cure thing"