Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1901-04-27

az If her nerves were all racked to
pieces, and she ought to go home with
me for year."
That's all nonsense. Her nerves are
all right-as right as mine. She's prob
ably been sloshing around in the rain
and got her feet wet, and If so she will
get no pity from me-"
you are not asked nor expected to
pity her, sir. and If you want any din
ner you'd better eat 1t now. / found
the cook very lazy and impudent and
trying to run things to suit herself, and
therefore l discharged her. I've man.
aged to cook little something myself,
however"
"You-you discharged the cook at an
hours notice" he exclaimed. with
flushed face.
with his gorge in his throat. The
mother-in-la had thrown down the
gauntlet, and he had picked 1t up.
at is a picked up dinner" she ex-
planned as she brought it from the
kitchen. "This is one OF my Irish
stews, and know you'll like it."
"a stew for dinner!" he gasped as his
eyes began to roll.
Certainly, and not much besides, but
If it's good enough for me it's good
enough for you. I've heard about your
finding fault with your dinners, but
you can either eat this or let it alone.
When a man gets the idea that a house
is run for his benefit only, It's time he
was brought TO book"
Mr.. Bowser meant to jump up and
pound on the table and declare that he
was master of his own house and
wouldn't eat Irish stew for dinner if he
starved to death; but, to his intense
surprise. he not only clung to his chair.
but actually found himself eating the
stew. There was something in the Icy
glare of the woman that had a re-
straining influence on his impetuosity.
The coffee was weak and the potatoes
underdone, and he had opened his
mouth to declare that he wouldn't ask
a hog to sit down to such meal, when
the mother-in-law fastened her eyes on
him and said:
"You just keep quiet and be thankful
for what you've got. I've known hus-
bands to make a dinner on raw tur-
nipsW
The pudding was favored with vanil-
la, and had Mrs. Bowser been there
Mr.. Bowser would have made her
heart ache for a month. but those icy
eyes checked his outbreak and even
compelled him TO eat rather generous
ly. 1t was only when dinner was fin
Ished and they had returned to the sit.
ting room that he determined to shake
off the incubus and assert his inde-
pendence.
'T think I'll go over to the club for
two or three hours this evening" he OBJ
served as he toyed with the cat.
You'll do nothing OF the kind!" re-
piled the mother-in-law as she wheeled
on him. You'll sit right here and see
If doctor is wanted or If there are any
errands to be done. The idea OF your
loafing around n club when your wife
is almost too sick to speak! If you had
soft corn on your toe, the whole
house would have to hover over you"
Mr.. Bowser choked and strangled in
his Indignation, and the cat grinned
and said to herself that things would
break loose pretty soon.
"And I've heard" continued the wo.
man as her teeth clicked together,
that you play poker at the club and
sometimes lose as much as $40 OF an
evening. wish you were my husband
for about an hour! You'd never play
poker more than once"
Ibid you come out here 10 insult and
abuse me?" demanded Mr.. Bowser,
with fiash Of independence.
~ came out here TO stpaighten things
up, and shall do IL" she sternly re-
piled.
Then followed powerful silence,
broken at last by his going down to the
cellar to nail a board on the coal bin
He had Just started TO drive a nail
when Uhe mother-in-law appeared on
the stars and a:
drop that h, mer like hot potato
Don't you know that every blow goes
through your poor wife's head with q
bang? You've got about as much