The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1902-10-01
AN Iowa EDITORS
Touching Tale of HIS Discord-
ant Married Life.

ant Married Life.
My wife has applied for d.
vorce, and will get one, or at least
this act of hers means that we, who
became husband and wife on Aug.
3, 1890, for better or for worse, are
to separate from the sacred ties of
matrimony forever. We must live
apart and under different shelter.
We never have lived as one, but
that was her fanlt.
do not wish to mention her
faults but / do believe that there is
not man in the state of Iowa, with
mind and body, that could live hap.
Ply with woman of her DISPOSE.
ton. She always had her own way
and never gave me fair chance.
She was willing for me to take the
buzzard and her the turkey, or her
the turkey and me the buzzard.
and that had to end it. and it gem
orally did. She took her motto.
Heads I win, tails you lose," and
never deviated from it. She never
smiled never cheered me, and
always pulled in an opposite di-
rection.
When we got married she had a
mother and daughter, who, with
herself. turned against me. but,
like the foolish ass. I bore the bur-
den with only AN occasional bray.
My load was heavy and my work
was burdensome, but I had twenty
four hours to do my days work in,
and on more than one occasion /
have worked every hour of the
twenty-four. realized that 1t was
a "long lane that has no turn, and
1 was looking for "turns." Finally
my wife's mother was called to the
other shore; then her daughter got
married, leaving my wife, my little
son and myself in the family. The
turn had come sure enough. My
wife turned against her daughter
and renewed her enmity against
me, and there was not a ray of hope
in the Clingman family-things
had gone FROM bad to worse and had
continued so. IF Mrs. Clingman
had weighed all matters on the
scale of Justice instead of Jumping
them off with eyes of prejudice,
she would have learned to love in
stead of hate the husband who 80
faithfully shaved for her SO that she
might live in luxury. She never
wanted for clothing, medicine, food
or fuel, and on the very day she
filed her papers for divorce the eel
lar was filled with fruit, the flour
bin was filled with flour, the hen
house with eggs-and there were
groceries enough on hand to sup
ply an ordinary family fortnight.
She had every obtainable luxury
at her command. Her railroad fare
was paid from one end of the line
to the other; she went and came as
she pleased. She bought what she
pleased, and 'Clingman paid the
freight and the bills, too land
did the cooking while she was
gomez.
AS she goes through the world
with with her soul burning with
revenge and spite, they will cease
when she arrives at the point where
the path appears to meet-she will
think fast ind recall the hours 1
have spent rubbing her aching
head and back with ointment, try
ing to dispel diseases she was heir
to. The form of Regret" will sud-
denly rise before her, from whom
she can never be divorced by any
court this side of heaven.
Mrs. Clingman has severed her
connection with the journal, and
it is doubtful if work from her pen
will ever find a place in its columns
again. As for myself. I will con-
tinue to work and will exert every
effort to make the journal the best
local paper in the Mississippi val
ley.
l have received photograph of
Mrs. Clingman, taken few weeks
ago. She is smiling and never
looked more beautiful. If she had |
smiled just once in the twelve
years of married life, as she did at |
the camera, no judge on earth |
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