The Houma courier. (Houma, La.) 1878-1939, 1903-01-10
The Simpsons
Quarrel ~ ~

TOR three weeks Mr.. and Mrs. Simp-
son had been looking forward to
this particular night, when they were
to have q very particular celebration
Of a very particular event. For did
not the calendar show that this day
heralded the anniversary Of their
marriage2 And what more natural
than the dissipation Of a theater on
SO festive and infrequent an occa-
sion2
70 Be sure, the matter Of 50 reck-
less an expenditure had been dis
cussed with becoming gravity; but,
MRS., Simpson finally declaring that
she would Save it up IN other ways, =
the question had at last been decided.
Mr.. mpson bought the tickets the
next day n order" he explained to
simpson, 50 get the pick Of the
seats
The ~poftentous day dawned bright
Mr.. Simpson went to his work
with az ~sKhilarating sense Of some
thing unusually important and pleas
ant about to happen; and as for Mrs.
Simpson, her mind was completely
enveloped "a a glow Of happy expec-
fancy She accomplished her domes-
tie duties with mechanical dispatch;
but her thoughts were far away,
dwelling on the delight to come.
As the dining-room clock struck
six the closing Of the hall door told
Of Mr.. Simpsons arrival. Mrs. Simp-
son was folded ia a warm embrace.
and a few things were said about
her looking as young and charming
as on the day Mr.. Simpson led her
to the altar. The pair were supreme
~ happy not to say jovial, and made
very merry over the evenings enter
tainment in store.
what did you say happened in the
third act, dear?" asked Mrs. Simp-
son, handing her husband a collar
button. Does the unfortunate girl
fan from a precipice?'
Pushed, my love" corrected Mr..
Simpson, pulling his tie into place
with much eEertion and a very red
face. Pushed By the villain who
has been pursuing her and who has
sworn to be reVenged-'
This dramatic recital was inter
rupted BIZ Mrs. Simpson, who was
plainly overcome. Mercy" she
calculated. rs She killed when she
gets to the bottom?"
'No. replied Mr.. Simpson, slowly,
enjoying the appreciation of his au-
dience. mo, she catches at a hang
ing bush on her way down and holds
on, suspended there until her lover,
riding by i'm the moonlight. hears
a cry, looks up, sees her, climbs the
bare rocks and brings her down in
safety" MIR. Simpson paused impress
sively.
wonderful" cries Mrs. Simpson.
q can scarcely wait to see It."
swell, see It you shall, tonight, +
replied Mr.. Simpson, as he sportive-
AZ caught his wife about the waist.
81 declare, I feel quite young and
frolicsome. After all IS said and
done. there's nothing like a little see
ing Of the world now and then for
putting new life into a man.
The last touch being given to the
toilet 81 Mr.. Simpson, that gentleman
inquired ST dinner was ready.
fVell, no, not Just yet r~eioined
Mrs. Simpson, somewhat apologetical-
ly. you see I've been pretty busy
an the afternoon putting new lace
on my dress, So Z was a little late
about getting the dinner started"
Mr. Simpsons face did not show
quite the sympathy which such an
explanation slight be supposed to call
forth.
why didn't you 90 that yester-
day?a he asked, "a what seemed to
Mrs Simpson a most unfeeling man
ner.
sWhy not2" echoed the wife of his
bosom with some show Of irritation.
yThy. because I had So many other
tbings to do.
"Bub the day before
rhe day btorel Mr.. Simpson.
perhaps you think I is here days
with folded hands. Nrs. Simpson
ianced with whitening sarcasm al
vs. mpaon Do you size added.