Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1890-08-01


my word for it.n
And Mrs. Jennings answered
"On Thursday 1t won't be con.
venlent, John. Pm going out my
self to spend the day"
Mr.. jenkins looked at her mo-
ment with curious expression on
his face.
"That nee. make no difference"
said he. "I will give my orders to
cook.
"Indeed you will not" said Mrs.
Jennings, with a toss of the head.
81 do not car to have my house
made a tavern of during my alb.
sence."
"In that case,' observed her hus-
band, with great deliberation, 81
shall entertain my friends at a
restaurant, and drive them up TO
New Rochelle after wards"
Aunt Tryphena half closed her
eyes, with a little sigh-like gasp.
II my husband had done such a
she spasmodically.
"Mr. jennings" said Clara, in.
dignantly rising from the table,
81 beg you will not do such things.
Mr. Jennings made no reply, but
drew out a cigar case, and coolly
lighted a brown, scaly Havana.
"Smoking p cried Clara, hyster.
IcalIy "and in my very presencei
"My love-" said Mr.. Jennings,
i'when we we're first married you
said you didn't object to smoKing.'
"Pve altered my mind slnce," re.
torted his wife, pressing a cologne.
drenched handkerchief to her DOS
trils, with the air OF a prosecuted
angel.
"My husband never smoked" OBJ.
served Aunt Tryphena, apparently
addressing the lamp.post across the
street.
"He died, didn't he ?" sail .Ir.
Jennings, turning with an a. of
deep interest to his aunt.in.law.
"Of course he died." said Aunt
Tryphena, tartly.
81 thought So" said Mr.. Jenning.
"And don't wonder. My dear"
to Clara, "since you disapprove of
the odor of a cigar, III take it next
door,"
And off he walked.
"Clara, said Aunt Tryphena,
Sepulchrally, "thls is too much
Who lives next door ?"
"Mr. HOneysweet," said Clara.
she was married on the same day
that we were. His wife is very
pretty"
"O-o-e.!" groaned Aunt Tryphena.
"DOes she allow smoking IN her
parlor ?"
"Oh, yes,' said Clara. "AlI oyer
The house,"
"N1y DEAR" said Aunt Tryphena
your husband is being ruined.
You must make stand"
Chow do you mean make a
stand 2" questioned puzzled Clara.
"You must make him defer to
your ideas and wishes little more.
You must teach him that man Is
not to be tyrsnt."
"He-he is a very good husband"
said Clara, with a little gurgling
sob in her throat.
"Oh, WE'LL" said Aunt Tryphena,
''if you ,cGnt to beimposed upon-"
"But what shall 1 do ~ pleaded
Clara.
"My DEAR" said Aunt Tryphena
''make this a test question. Tell
Mr., Jennings that if he chooses
deliberately to set your wishes at
defiance in this matter of New
Rochelle and his gay bachelor
friends"
"But 1 don't know that they
are bachelors"
bachelors or married men, what
does 1t matter II, say, he chooses
to set your wishes at defiance, you
will leave him ~
"Oh, Aunt Tryphena J"
"You will leave him." repeated
Aunt Tryphena.
"But where shall I gO'"
"To California" said the old
lady. "l'll take you myself. I've
a friend there, married to a dis
trict judge. But depend upon it,
my dear, he'll never let 1t come to
that. He'll knnckle down at once"
But to Aunt Trypbena's surprise,
Mr.. John Jennings didn't knuckIe
down at once"
"Go to California, my love, by
all MEANS" said he. / am told
that the climate there is delightful.
1 hope 1t will agree with you"
"John jennings" uttered Aunt
Trypbena, hoarsely, "you are a
brute p'