Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-01-18
TIE HOME VS.. THE CLUB


81 have the best little wife in the
NorId, boys" said Lon Adams, as he
talked into the pleasant club-room,
IL the & eat metrol oils OF Chicago, that
lc used to frequent so much in his
rarhelor days. I've have been married
llst month, and she is the dearest
,l.t,c woman in the world and perfect
II devoted to me. Why, if | told her
OF 10 do anything, that would be suf
ticient. She does not require reasons,
and my word is law to her; she never
argues the question. | tell you, it is
worth getting married if you can find
sach W lie rs mine! She's a little
cnuty, too. III bet You'll all be en-
W ing me Wien you've seen her. We
Just got home from our wedding tour
last night We took in all the sights
OF Boston, Washington and New York,
besides many other places of interest.
While she was busy unpacking and
getting things Strengthened around, l
just hurricd down here to see you boys.
You know [ bought a pretty little
house over on Michigan avenue and
gave it 10 Hazel for Wedding present.
You must all come and dine with us
when we get settled"
At this. Jones said:
well, Lou, are you such model
husband? Surely, such a wife as yours
must be, Judging from your descrip-
ton, deserves one of the best. sup
pose YOU have deserted us, and have
come tonight to bid us farewell"
why, yes; you all know l am a
pretty good sort of a fellow, don't You?
OF course man is expected to SOW &
few wild oats when he is boy, but
that don't count. And so you think l
am going to desert you just because [
am married? Not much, lean tell you.
Guess | am my own master, and no
woman will lead me around by her
apron strings Why, l tell you, my
wife is a different kind of woman
and she won't try. She has beautiful
home, fine horse and carriage, and
pleases with. Is that not enough to
make any woman contented? You
needn't think you can get rid Of me so
soon, boys"
As the weeks flew by, and Lou fire.
quented the club rooms just the same
as i'll his bachelor days, his chum,
Fred DeForest, said, one day;
Say, Lou, do you know folks are
really talking about the way you are
neglecting that little, brown eyed bride
of yours? You ought to be the hap
piest man in the world with such a
wife. Do YOU want 10 break her heart
with your cruel neglect? If her own
people lived here in Chicago, it might
be little different; but to bring her
away out here from home of afllu-
ence and love. among entire strangers
and then go off every evening and
leave her alone, l tell you it's burn
ing shame. How would you like to be
in her place? know what you arc
going to say that women are differ
ent. Indeed they are, and if it were
not so, what on earth would become of
this world? Would You be willing to
marry girl who had led the life you
have? Oh, no; that is altogether diff
ferent. You could not even respect
such woman, let alone marry her.
And yet you expect that the purest girl
will give up everything for you and be
glad to be your wife. Can you expect
that women will 60 on loving just such
men, no matter how much they are
neglected? l know full we'll that the
world frowns on q woman and encour
ages man for doing the self-same
thing; but that doesn't make it right.
Two wrongs never did make a right.
Well, l know have wearied You with
my long sermon, and perhaps offended
you; but remember what ! have said
has been for your own good and the
dear little girl whom | have learned to
both honor and respect in the past few
weeks. But for our long-standine
friendship I should never have dared to
say ali this"
AS Lon Adams walked slowly home
he soliloquized thus:
Il Just wish folks would attend tc
their own business, and not meddl,
with other folks affairs. If Haze
don't complain. | don't see why any on,
else should, l can't see as | have neg
lected her, but ! guess / will skip tina
dinner of Jones that promised to go to
tonight, and for change stay home
with Hazel
AS he passed greenhouse, he s.ol,
ped and bought a most beautiful balc
of .iac4 ueminot roses, such as he use,
10 buy so frequently before his MAJ
rage. Hazel was extremely fond -
roses, and at her own home, in Phila
delrhia, that fine old .ity of brotherlv
love, she had one of the finest of con
servatories for her exclusive use: and
since her removal to Chicago she had
sadly missed her flowers.
Lou had hardly opened the door
when down rushed Hazel to greet him,
oh, so lovingly, and with an exclama,
ton of delight when she saw her roses.
They had coy little supper, and then
Lou said:
well, Hazel, my dear, am going
to stay home with you tonight; won't
you sing for me like good girl?"
Not one song, but many, did she
sing in her rich contralto voice; and