West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1892-05-05

have felt it my duty us a husband
to do -
"This house has been run well
enough TO suit ME ~ she inter.
ruptod in icy tones. "Iti hadn't
been l should have left II long ago.
Don't YOU like my management,
Mr.. Bowscr ?'
His face was ms white as flour,
and his hair was trying to stand up,
and he could only stare at her.
q" There arc several little things
| want to speak TO you about" she
continued, as she rocked TO and
fro. " You have 10 business
poking your nose into tho kitchen,
for instance. When can't oversee
the help down thore I'll givo you
duo notice and let you try your
hand. And don't want this kick
ing aud fault finding about the
meals. We buy enough and it is
cooked well enough for any family
IN our circumstances. lfyou don't
agree with me, then you had better
so to some high. toned hotel -
Was that Mrs. Bowser sitting
before him-the wife who had
sometimes dared to assert her opin-
ion, but had always knuckled "
when he reminded her that man
was the superior being?
can another thing"--sho went
on in a cold. calm way which froze
his blood-'I want certain sum
set aside for me each week AS SAL
airy. AS the case now stands have
to beg for every dollar get. While
you have plenty of pin money, /
have mono. Your cigars alone cost
three dollars per weok. want five
dollars every Saturday afternoon,
and it will bo none of your business
how | spend it," .
Mr.. Bowser came back to con
sciousness. lie realized that the
case called for heroic treatment
and he stood up to say
Mrs. Bowser, do you know that
there are private insane asylums in
this State? DO you know that when
II wife exhibits such proofs OF men.
tai arrangement as you have this
evening that your husband is NOR.
ally and legally justified in''--
81 know all about 'em sir |
could have you sent to one Of them
before noon tomorrow Sit down,
Mr. Bowser Now, about your
shirts, collars, cuffs and socks. You
buy 'cm to please yourself. If they
don't suit after yon get them home
don't attempt to hold me responsi-
bic. The next time i go upstairs
and find shirt under the bed, a
couple of collars on chair and
socks and cuffs kicking around on
the floor they will remain right
there until you pick them up. I've
got something to do besides follow
you around and pick up after you -
"Mrs. Bowscr, tomorrow morn
ing leave" 49,
"Sit down. Dir. Bowser To.
morrow morning you will be right
here, the same as now, except that
you Will start on different policy.
You are not looking well this eve
ming, and | would suggest that you
go to bed early. I've had head
ache all the afternoon, and I'm 90.
ing to retire and don't want to be
disturbed. Goodnight, Mr. Bow
scr 20
She arose up and sailed away and
disappeared OH the stairs. Mr..
Bowser pinchod his right leg to see
whether nc had turned to stone or
not. There was no feeling. lie
reached up and pulled his hair. 1t
appeared loose at the roots and
ready to "shed." lie looked around
the room TO sec whether it was his
back parlor or the man'snoxt door.
Every object had q familiar look,
but about Mrs. Bowscr- what was
the matter with her? llc cropt Of
to bed on tiptoe, wondering If brain
fever always started in this fashion,
and presently the Bowser mansion
was shrouded in darkness and the
gravelike silence was interrupted
only when Mr.. Bowser repeated his
whispered exclamation
"By George but / can't believe
it--can't possibly believe il 2"