The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1891-05-16
WHO Is BOSS P
Written for the Democratic Advocate,
BY ]. A. ZEPP.


"Henry, want this party business
said Maria one evening at eleven
o'clock, when Mr. Allen came home.
"What party business?" he inquired.
"Why, this going out almost every night
and staying til: midnight want stopped,
said Maria, in firm but gentle tones
"Here you have been off every evening
this week, and | had to be at home alone
all the time. tell you, Mr.. Allen, | will
not stand it any longer"
"You have nothing to say to it, Maria,
said Mr.. Allen, in excited tones; 'syou are
off almost all week in the daytime; then |
suppose can go off occasionally in the
evening to enjoy myself"
"At home with your wife is the place to
enjoy yourself, replied Maria, cOmpla-
Gently.
"Well, perhaps it is, but | could not
enjoy myself with cross viper of a woman
ike you, said Mr. Allen in an enraged
tone
81 am not cross, Henry, in any particu-
lar, unless it is when you spend your even
ings at theatres, private lodges and else
where, instead of at home, where you ought
to be-"
"Why should | spend every evening al
home and not get to see any of my friends
and have a good time ?" asked Mr. Allen
in harsh tone.
Because, Henry, you promised before
we were married to do as [ would say, and
you part icularly promised that you would
spend your evenings at home with me.
"Now, Maria, exclaimed Henry, ''you
know that l did not make such a rasf
promise as that, and you cannot prove 1t tt
me"
"Indeed | can, replied Maria; 'wher
you wrote to me before We were married
you said if you would go off on yisi
sometimes | should accompany you.
''That's not so, Maria; l never wrot'
anything like that to you, said Mr.. Aller
in rage, as he got into bed.
81 can prove it to you tomorrow, for
have that very same letter yet, ), answered
Maria.
ayes, perhaps you can show me the let
ter, but it was not written by me, | assur
yQp. | wish | knew who wrote it, woul'
talk with him." said Mr. Allen, hittin.
the wall with both fists, justas if he though
that person was there.
During the next few minutes Maria wa
engaged in deep reverie, and Henry wa
snoring all he could to make Maria believ
he was asleep. Maria thought to herself
''If he would have hit himself instead q
the wall he would have hit the right pei
son, for he wrote the letter.
"Well, Henry" said Maria, ''wOn't 20
promise me to stay at home in the evening"
''No, indeed, l want to enjoy life Will
1 can"
"I'll keep you at home" said Mari'
good naturedly.
"We'll see about that" exclaimed Nj
Allen, angrily. "Mrs. Allen, its one thin
| want to know, and it is this Who's bo:
of this establishment, I'd like to know ?"
'Well, Henry, 1 can tell you in tw
words who is boss. am. Now, no
does that suit you?" Maria asked.
"We'll see whether you are boss. If
want to go off do you think you can kee
me at home If you do yousare great
mistaken, replied Henry, excitedly.
"No, am not As | said few mil
utes ago, I'm boss, 50 | suppose | am alb
to keep you at home"
"No, you won't keep me at home, 50 tha
settles it, replied Mr.. Allen, as he turne
around and went to sleep.
Just then Maria thought of plan, an
determined to try it the very next evening