The Press., 1890-02-06
A REMEDY FOR FORGETFULNEss.

A REMEDY FOR FoRGETFULNEss.
 To. Mrs. A. N. Nelson, of Abbeville, s. O., must be awarded the palm for be1ng the most vigorous champion of the wrongs of her sex reported so far in 1890. Mrs. Nelson, of Abbeville, organized no socie- ties and passed no resolutions. She knew how little came of merely denouncing the | tyrant man. While other women who feel themselves oppressed have been vast | ing their time demanding the ballot, the quiet Mrs. Nelson, of Abbevllle, has kept her faith in the bullet, and when the trial came the other day It did not fail her. Mrs. Nelson had long borne with MT. Nelson. Nelson was the most forgetful man in South Carolina. Sne would give him a letter to her sister, who lived in | Tennessee, to post, aud he would Carry 1t around m his pocket week before he thought to do it. Indeed, sometimes he would carry letter to her sister month, and along with 1t a letter from her sister asking her why she didn't write and then perhaps at the end of the month this good for nothing Nelson would absent miudedly poke the letter from her sister back into | the Abbevllle postofice and come lumber Ing home with the one his wife had gwen
 
 as this Mrs. Nelson said little, but she which would have crushed man with 8 spark of feeling left, and then go to her room and take the sewing machine oil can and squirt some more oil .Hto the works of 38-callbre pistol which she kept in her handkerchlef-box, and continue to bear her troubles uncomplainingly. AS the To- cal schoolmaster has since graphically put it, Nelson was s'roosting on sleeping vol cano," but he did not know it.
 l Nelson was just as forgetful about things she sent him for at the stores. Sometimes when he was going down to Abbeville, she would tell him to get her new button hook, a skein of red yarn, paper of black pins, a small Can of allspice, new knob for the pantry door, pair of shoestrings, a bottle of soothing syrup, three pounds and half of dried apples and four spools of thread-one black, No. 40; one white, No. CO.,; one brown, No. 50, and one to match a little piece of maroon cloth which she would give him. Sometimes, we say, on such an occasion as this, this poor, mis- erable apology for man would come sneaking home without the allspice, set ting up the lame excuse that he forgot it. And once he had the effrontery to show his face at home with black thread No. 50 instead of No. 40, with the absurd plea that they were out of No. 40, when a neighbor had got some only two days be. fore, Mrs. Nelson looked at him-and then went to the handkerchief box and put new cartridges in her pistol.
 But this worthless Nelson got to the end of his tether at last. A few days ago he went to Abbeville, and she told him to get her pair of shoes. This was all-he pos Iitively had nothing to remember except one pair of shoes, No. 21, ID" last, mod erately thick shoes, low heels, but not tot broad, wide toes, rather low in the instep patent leather tips, silk lining, with the fbuttonhofes worked, the buttons sewed or firmly, no seams on the inside, ranging il price from $4 s5 to $5. 25, and with the Iprivilege of returning them if they were not satisfactory. This was all, and il tseems hardly credible, but is nevertheless home without shoe, except the ones he had on. Mrs. Nelson spoke to him about the matter as he was fumbling around the hat-rack, but he only made some sort o an incoherent remark about forgetting them. She kept her eye on him mo ment, and he then mumbled something about getting them and losing them o1 the way. Then as last desperate resort he tried to be funny and said they didn' keep shoes small enough for her, anG Esneaked into the parlor and crouched in { chair and pretended to read day before yesterday's Charleston paper. This wat too much Mrs. Nelson stepped to the handkerchief-box and got her pistol The sorry, worthless career of the unhappy Nelson was at it's end. In the words o the local schoolmaster, the long slumber ing volcano "busted out under him a last
 How many other men are there in thi, country golng about lightly forgetting cinnamon and button shoes? How many of them are living over volcano which Is only enjoying nap? We fear not sc many of them are over the volcano as de serve to be. Few women are strong enough to redress their wrongs as dld Mrs Nelson. But with few more such ex amples as she has furnished, DO man will pass letter-box without stopping and go ing through every one of his twenty-five pockets looking for mailable letters, ol see dry goods store without pausing ant thinking earnestly for the space of five minutes. Mrs. Nelson may be the pioneer in great reform.
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