Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1894-02-17
u EXT OFF WITH A FRIEND.

Mr.. WatcrS'S wife was one Of those
lGr nG young creatures who are hap
pest when engaged in some such task
us carrying the morning coffee and
r'li> to their husbands b"lsideS. fetch
ir" their slippers and cleaning thei'
y; p"> for them.
Mrs Waters was fond Of her own
r"rticular life companion. and In six
''rthS of married existence had com
.,."tcly managed to spoil him. Jacob
waters hHd developed Il prize temper
f"" irritahlrncSs and even iraScbility.
N"lly'S heart grew sick within her
as days pissed and Jacobs crankncSS
~ rrh$vti. or at least continued. She
i;":,' l to grow hollow checked and the
corners of her anatomy We're sharply
p "."ptiblr.
oily cndravorcd to remain quiet
W.. never Jacob began to Scold. rely
IL: on the old saying that one person
c'ian"t quarrel. But she soon discov
{. I III : u mistaken refuge. One per-
:.'. could quarrel: that one person was
.iaroh Waters And for such trfing
causes. a drop too much Of milk in
-" coffee, an extra match in the can
Il cStick. the wrong towel for his bath.
the spelling of Il two-ccnt bunch of
radiShrS that Molly had forgotten to
,ui on the ice
Molly was getting thoroughly worn
oIt. One day Il friend came to call
and found her weeping her heart dry.
'Nhat'S the matter. my dear:"
Molly confessed her SORROWS.
"rhc brute. That's what yOu get
for marrying man so much older
than yourself. Seventeen years, in
'""d. Why don't you separate and
have a divorcc?'
"Oh. | don't hate him." said poor
NJ l'y. Il am still fond Of him.
POND of Il man who abuses you.
W,ll. I'm sorry you haven't more
Sp'r.t."
II don't think he's quite himself" +"
said Molly. He has been having Il
lot of business troubles; losing money
and worrying over many things. And
his LIVER is affected. | am afraid Once
he travelled in India. And they say
that every one that travels in India
gets liver trouble. But | cant help
giving up once in while and crying.
| tried everything on earth to please
him this morning. | was up early and
made the breakfast the best | could -
you know the servant girl has gone
and then we had an awful fuss
Her tears began to OOZe again.
There, there" said her friend. Sooth-
ingy Don't now. What was the
trouble. 2"
We'll. it was because he found the
syrup jug open and fly in 1t. He said
it would all be lost and it was all my
fault. and | was lazy, lazy"
She sobbed once more.
Il said l would strain it," rcSum d
thn npbr woman .'but hn SaplInJ III I
air''-. and left the house scoliing
fr' %htfully Yesterday he did just the
same. only it was because the bedroom
curtains were not up. I'd sent them
to cleaners, and he said l was lazy
then. and | am not lazy. i work all
til" time"
More fool YOU Tell me, Molly. is
he ever iralouS!'
jealous. Why. of course he is
well. then, why not give him Il
l.t.le lrsSon:'
How can II"
Mr.. Waters was returning home in Il
very pleasant mood that evening. Be
in" IL man, he had forgotten all about
tn" mornings Storminess in the house
hold. He had sCme good news about
business matters, and felt in high
sp p'ritS.
Mr. Waters let himself into the fiat
Crirtly with n smile on his lips. glanced
iuto the little parlorS and saw that his
wife was not there. He stepped along
10 the bedrnom-no Molly. OF course
she was in the dining-room. putting the
| last touches to the dinner table.
lie took off his spring overcoat-thr
days were still chilly-and hung it up
in the hall. abStractcd the evening
papers from the pockets and went
along 10 the rear, calling out blithrly.
at last for IL man with India liver
trouble:
Mol, where's my own little Moll
girI:"
There was no answer The table
was set, and the gas was burning low.
Then he "Spicd IL note lying on his
| platr-hiS plate, There was no cover
laid for Molly. He opened and read
Tired of being scoldcd. Am going
away with Il friend who never scolds.
Molly.
"P S.-'rho syrup is strained. NJ"
Mr.. Waters did not relish the joke
shes hiding somewhere he said.
Il would not have thought she could
write such Il note. Some one who
never scolds,' indeed. | wonder who
| the fellow is"
\ sharp twinge of jealousy struck
into his heart like rcd-hot iron. But
he tried to laugh it off. Then he ~
plorcd the kitchen. Various pots of
vegetables were simmcring over IL
Sl.,w fire There was Somctning Ia 81,
at all evrnts-a roast In the oven as
we'll. Mr. Waters felt rcasSurN.
Then he went to see once NOR" if his