The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1892-07-24

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stance. He will pass her with only nod
or ''where are you going'" and keep right
on. II she wants to say anything to him
he will sometimes stop and sometimes he
don't. At the best be hurries on with a
hasty '.got to meet fello~ right down
here" He is always in hurry and
it never enters his head to
| lift his hat when he meets her or leaves
her. Any one seeing them would think
she was his wash woman dunning him for
a bill. But let him go half block fur
Their, and meet some other mans wife or a
1 pretty girl, ana up goes his hand and off
| goes his hat, and with dancing master
| bow, he scrapes the pavement in latest
| flourish, and intimates as plainly as the
| best English could express it that he has
as much leisure as Carnagie las had dur
| ing the strike.
| 1t is the same everywhere else. de will
| let his own wife Chamber on the car as best
! she can, with the baby and bundles and
ali the miscellaneous articles women are
foolish enough to cucumber themselves
with; but he will help some other woman
| on with the greatest care. see that she has
seat, and make himself generally useful
And, then. he thinks it is such great fun
to sneak off to a dance or picnic
or to take some other woman out riding,
or do anything he thinks his wife don't
want him to do. How is he going TO do
these things and "oid woman" not find it
out occupies great many OF his waking
hours. There are few men. of course, who
like their wives and would rather be with
them than anyone else. But the most
of the mer l know would rather be in
joint playing high five for the beer than to
be at home with their families THAT in
cludes my husband) Talking of men not
being polite on the street reminds me of
something | saw not long ago. | have al
ways thought Judge so and so just
tolorablysgood looking man, and have liked
him just as 1 have lots of others. But l
have positively loved that man for two
whole weeks and I'll tell you why. One
Sunday afternoon my husband and l got
on the cars to 90 to Fairmont We got
on and got seated when
saw the gallant judge hurrying
up with a lady. l thought at first she
was his wife, but when he handed her in,
stepped back, lifted his hat, and made a
bow Lord Chesterfield might have been
proud of, thought l surely must have
been mistaken. But no. When the car
reached the judges house she rang the
bell, got of the car and seemed perfectly
at home. collapsed, and the motorman
brought cold water and pounded it down
my back to revive me. l never saw any
thing like it after the first three months
Of married life.
There il one man in this town l would
like to meet and shake hands with, and
that is Deacon Jones.
In Victor Murdock's Mother Grundy
the deacon says something like this: ''The
men who are SO anxious for their wives to
go away for their health this summer,
are not thinking so much about
their wives health as they are thinking
of their own pleasure. True love is selfish
and always wants to be near the object.
Now that lattlef clause is gospel truth,
that man understands his own nature to a
L. | know of one or two wives who are
away east. If they knew what condi-
ton their husbands were in, they would
be making tracks for home in mighty
short order Now don't want any man
to think am roasting them by my fire,
because such is not the case. 1t IS true
my husband isn't a ladies man; it is true
he pays very little attention to the small
courtesies of life, and it is true also that
it is a very sore spot to me that such is
the case. But as he has been that way
ever since l have known him, l
can't complain very much, and
be consistent. But | do know he is more
lenient with other women's vagaries than
he is with mine: he thinks me crank OF
the first water (and let me tell you he is
pretty near right, and when l try to just
ify myself by saying 1 don't act as foolish
ais some other women, he says he don't
care a darn what other women do, it's me
he is interested in. Then of course | feel
fattered and am good for whole day
sometimes.
Now. | wonder wonder why all this is. 1t
sometimes seems to me that the old adage,
Familiarity breeds contempt" holds
good. Still it isn't pleasant to think that
such is the case. Yet, married men have
some redeeming qualities (you wouldn't
have believed "a said thing like that, |
would your, and with all their faults l
love them STILL" said she with sly wink. |