The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1893-03-14
ness. l had allowed my desires to get
the better of NV head.

l reached home in very perturbed
state of mind, Mrs. Buggins vas at
the door to receive me and give me
the first voluntary kiss | had received
from her for years. Of course she
did it to ascertain if my breath WAS
devoid of the usual fumes Of whiskey,
tobacco, cloves. etc.
l glanced YEARLY around and per-
ceived the empty coal box and no
kindling piled behind the stove.
Mrs. Buggins had evidently taken
me at my word, (strange to relate.l
l spent an hour carrying in coal
and water, splitting kindling and
sweeping STOW off the steps. ate a few
bites and, not feelin. well. went to
bed and to sleep.
| awOke directly to shift my po-
sition aud tuck the blankets a little
closer around my feet, when Mrs.
Buggins' elbow sought my ribs vigor-
ously, and she sleepily informed me
that the clock had just struck five.
replied that THAT was all right,
I'll have it repaired tomorrow. Go
to Sleep"
But Buggie dear, its five o'clock.
always get up ut five and start the
fires, and the clock doesn't need re-
pairing, its all right YOU are going to
bUill the fires now, YOU know"
And my irowsy brain detected
fiendish exaltation in my wife, voice
as she closed her remarks. Bur
being As | said before of an impul,ive
nature, obeyed sudden impulse |
felt 10 lap out on the cold floor and
make dive for the stove. which was
quite rs cold Us Mrs. Buggins, feet al
though not 50 restless.
AT seven o'clock Mrs Bugeins arose
and after having partially rebuilt the
fire in the dining room she proceeded
to the kitchen, and feeling her way
through the dense iog of smoke to the
door she threw it wide open.
Her next move was to remove from
the cook stove sundry pieces of kind
ling, old newspapers saturated with
coal oil, couple of handsiui of half
burn'd matches, etc. When | VEN
tured to again peer into the kitchen
she had roaring fire and was cheer
fully preparing breakfast humming
"When the mists have rolled away"
When ! had finished my days work
and started for home | had touch of
the disease ! suffered from On the
previous day only ii was more deep
seated, for the raw wind chilled me to
the bone.
i thought to divert my thoughts by
turning them to scriptural quotations.
Quotations, rhymes with rotations,
SO about the first line of Scripture /
thought of was, take little wine
for thy stomach's sake"
Forthwith my stomach, strange as
it may seem, began to ''sake," ere |
had proceeded a block, that "saking"
had doubled me up like horse col
lar, and before ! had traver>ed the
next block, my impulsive stomach
contained about pint of. good
whisky. With clear conscience
and "A light heart lpursued my journey
home.
"Ah! there Bug - suddenly salutes
voice which l recognize as that of
my boon companion on many a night
of carousal, before Mrs. Buggins,
coached by her "dear mamma, threw
the matrimonial plowharness over me. |
Have asmoke, Bug?" continues my
friend. Better take chew then,
he suggests as l shake my head,
maybe it will dispel that still-house
oder that affects your breath and legs,
too, for that matter"
Desperately, cry ''gimme chew"
| fill one side of my head with fine
cut, my friend links Is arm in mine
Internationally Mrs. Buggins opens
the door and | swear off the doorstep
into the hall, from the hall / swear
into the dining room. thence into nv
bedroom and finally 1 swear off to |
sleep thoroughly reformed"
FRANK FORREST.