San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1889-01-31


''Onr supper hour being g" interrupts
cain, sweet voice, parenthetically.
sand the supper not ready" continue,
aot considering the interruption worthy Of
notice. "ln well ordered household-such
as, l allow, ours generally is-supper should
be but a question OF touching bell, at any
time from to g. When a man has been
harassed by business cares all day, his diges-
ton is in that delicate condition that delay
Of half an hour is likely to upset his entire
organization, mental and physical"
There is nothing like a touch Of medical
science for creating an impression upon a
woman.D
end, and although | was later than usual,
had not contemplated the possibility Of sup
per not being ready My wife is always so
prompt, and, am inclined to believe, is the
best housekeeper in the city.
When she met me at the door with a half
wondering, half reproachful look, resented
it with hasty glance into the dining room
to note whether preparations for the evening
meal were in that advanced stage which my
appetite demanded.
A neat room, with the silver and glass on
the sIdeboard shining in the tmplight; dolls,
alphabet blocks and other indications of
juvenile presence scattered about the floor;
my own chair and slippers near tho fireplace,
and that air of comfort that can be found
only in homes where the wife and mother
has a natural aptitude for domesticity.
Even as | grumbed felt half ashamed,
but it was due to myself to tell the little
bright eyed woman OF her shortcomings, and
it would not be kind to her not to show her
how such bitches in the management Of her
Kingdom could be avoided.
There is certain snap in the bright ewes
that bodies discontinue for me as she thanks
me gravely for my advice, and bends down
to comply with request from S-year-old
Mamie to please tie dolly's apn"
sit down and gnroll my bundle of news
papers and magazines The pages Of the first
magazine have hardly becn cut that curl
ously carved ivory paper knife was a present
from her on our last wedding day, remem-
ber), when somebody says:
bob, will you turn around to the table,
pleaser'
"Oh, mamma, papa vewy neely put his eb-
bow in his tea" says Mamie.
This is followed by an explosive 'te-hei"
from young Bob, years Of age, who tries to
be preternaturally solemn as he meets nv
eye.
Where is the man whose annoyance is
proof against comfortable evening meal, In
which his favorite dishes are served to him
by loving hands, and during which the only
interruptions are those that naturally arise
from the younstersi My temper is not any
better than that of hundreds Of men meet
every day, but by the time supper is fairly
under way, am ready to look only with an
eye of pity upon everybody's shortcomings,
particularly my wife's. | am in that warm,
calm state Of mind when nothing is so pleas
ant as to lay down moral truths and worldly
axioms for the benefit of respectful listener.
you see, my dear, talking about house
keeping" say, as | gently stir my tea, II
have often thought that nothing can more
interesting than to see everything moving
along in a well marked routine, with nothing
to disturb it. In business it is different So
many Interruptions; people to talk to who
come in on matters that may take an hour to
adjust employees to watch; clerks to directi
In fact, could not tell you all have to at
tend to in the course of the day. Yet, you
see, my business runs smoothly along, and
when 60 to bed on Saturday night. know
that the week ends with all my affairs In
apple pie order. System, my dear; system.
That is all"
Papa, why Is your watch chain hanging
DOWN. asks Bob, as his sharp eyes scan my
vest
'Ehi Whatl Why, my watch Is gone. |"
There Ia general CONSERVATION for a mo-
ment, and then | remember:
"Oh, yes; laid it on my desk this after
noon to wait till the city hall bell struck g.
and | must have forgotten to pick it up.
And, confound it'll That reminds mel had
an appointment at half-past with Briggs,
about a policy. | forgot it, actually So
many things to think about, SO many worries,
it isn't any wonder things slip my memory
sometimes | don't see howl
trail OF rather feebly, know, for see
something like triumph in the eye Of the pre-
siding geniuS Of the table as she pours some
cream into Mamie's tea to cool it, and hands
Bob another piece Of cake.
"You should be thankful, my dear, that
there is nothing in the nature of your duties
to interrupt YOU" resume You know,
when you commence to arrange your days
occupations, that you can go straight ahead
and"-
lam startled by the sudden disappearance
Of the queen, and still more when she re-
turns from the nursery with a bundle Of
pink and white flesh and flmy lace, broad
awake; and with just suspicion Of a tear
on one Of its eyeashes.
"How did you know he was awaken
ask
II heard him." sententiously.
"Did youi didn't"
Perhaps not But-you were saying,
am never interrupted. There is nothing to
prevent my going straight ahead Mamie,
mind you don't spill your tea. Go on. dear;