Waterbury Democrat., 1901-01-14
Managing a Sick Husband .
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 w I won't answer for the conse- quences," replied Mrs. J. Matrimonial Bliss, laying down her lace work and shaking her head solemnly at the Att lantic ocean, rolling it's blue summer waves before the veranda on which she and Miss Emily Lonely sat gossiPing.
 "For my part, I think she is very tender, devoted wife, and he's a surly brute,' retorted Miss Emily. '-The par titions in these summer hotels are SC thin I couldn't help hearing when he said something about devilish bore, and she replied, in the gentlest way: Dear, you aren't well,' and then his language became perfectly awful. l simply put my fingers in my ears. l can't help thinking how in the past few days all her ideals must have be- come shattered by his behavior, and they have only been married two months. Men are such treacherous creatures. Sometimes one does appre- ciate ones dignifed independence" and Miss Emily gave her water color version of his majesty the Atlantic, moon that looked like white celluloid poker chip gone astray.
 Mrs. Bliss laughed cheerily. tsHe isn't a brute, Miss Emily. He's just little run down, poor, young man, and his confding, adoring, pretty little wife evidently hasn't got far enough along in her knowledge of the sex to realize that there is mighty big difference in the best methods of taking care of sick woman and sick man. Now we all know that 2 woman wants to be coddled and cuddled, petted and fussed over when she is ill. She grows quite fond of her medicines, loves to tuck up among pillows and discuss her symptoms, and speak in still, small voice, and make large, pathetic eyes of suffering gazelle at her relations and the doctor.
 If there is one insult that a man more acutely resents than another" Mrs. Bliss continued, Sit is illness, and he deeply objects to being reminded of it. He knows that he is then un- manned ana more or less an object of amused pity to his own sex, so sick husband must be handled with gloves. 1 It is wifely tact that tides him over, I and that is what our little friend should learn. She really is painfully obtusA Last night she tried to put her | white worsted shawl about his big, 1 broad shoulders, made him change his l seat, because she suspected he was in l drauSht, and reminded him of his pills 1 right before all the other men. Doyou wonder he usad winged words; that is 1 to say, direct cslloquial language; 1 though. being newly married, he spoke 1 in a tone only she could hear and conn l piled with all her requests except the use of the shawl. In consequence, she was hurt and huffy, and her eyes grew pink, and then he got madder and went out, by way of revenge, and stamped up and down the wet beach, reveling, no doubt, in the knowledge that she was wringing her hands on the piazza and longing to rush out, and on her knees to offer him his overshoes, but her pride and fear of his manly wrath held her at bay-''
 And you think that's kind and ten der and noble and" began Miss Elm fly Lenely, in wrathful amaze.
 "Ne, Miss Emily" chuck1ed Mrs. 1 Bliss; "but it's masculine and natural, and I've been all through it with my John. Did ever tell you about the time that Jehn Matrimonial Bliss, Esq, banker, hrsksr. after-dinner speaker and rstired warrior, came down with 1 tho German measles?"
 Miss Emily shock her head.
 He doesn't dream to this day that he evsr was the victim of SO pesky 2 little ailment, but sometimes, when he chooses to reminiss about his won- derful escapes and daring adventures, he mods across the table at me and re- l fers to the shmmer of his return from Cuba, when he had 2 very close call, and say, with 8 sort of break in my voice: oh, Jack, don't talk of it. and he leaves the impression with his ap- preciative male listeners that he has <aced worse things than San Juan hill.
 'That summer knew Jack was droopy when he began running down the cook, but I didn't suggest there was any loss of appetite. From being an entirely sooiable creature, he seemed to find pleasure in sitting alone and glowering gsod deal, and when [ assumed more chesrful air than usual he tried to explain himself by saying, in the weird vernacular of l6wntown, that the street had cold feet.