The evening world., 1911-01-25
Husband Tells Magistrate Ker-
nochan She Wrecked All the
Furniture In the House.
HIT HIM WITH A CHAIR.
Magistrate Orders an Investiga-
ton and Hopes to Bring
About a Reform.

John Wiser shook lis head YEARLY
To-day as he related to Magistrate Kerr
nochan that his wife Jennie had turned
his home at No. 70 Nlnety-nlnth street
INTO a cave OF the winds.
She may look demure and wear n
happy grin" said Mr.. Wiser, as he
waved a tired hand toward his plump
and smiling spouse, hut when the
mood comes over her. Your Honor, a
hansas cyclone Is n zephyr beside her.
Sne losses tables at me with ono
mana and thinks nothing of smashing
a chair over my head. Before had
her taken to Bellevue, Judge, In the
nope she would abandon her taste for
cocktails II was "a common thing for
her to greet me NJ the door with q
piece OF bric-a-brac In each hand.
Hurled 8ric-a-5ras.
she would he laughing quite Gayly.
but as she cried out Welcome home.
darling! she would let 20 the brlc-a-brac
at my head. Then. II | argued with her,
she would go into the Kitchen and fetch
out some ilatirons. often, Judge, l have
been kept lodging for an hour at a time
sometimes successfully, but more often
not. ! ave had u use a pillow as a
shield when she was IN most sprightiy
form, and | don't thlrS any big wind
that was ever brcwed on the pra,ries
could do more to our fiat than Jennie
has done from time to time"
What have YOU 10 say ABOUT all this,
madam" the Court asked s~ternly.
Mrs. Wiser's smile expanded until 1t
eHconpassed her ears. La Ia she
began in a high treble. then dropped an
exaggerated courtesy.
Don't tritle with me-" said the
Court SHARPLY.
Sings for the Court.
II will not chlrped Mrs. Wiser. Il
Will sing you a little song" She lifted
her voice in a shrill soprano and sang:
"She could not her sorrows bear.
FOR she was a dumping fair
She has clumb the golden stair:
Sweet Carrie Monroe"
, Magistrate Keruorhan turned his head
b,way while he raped the bench with
m gavel. A stout. elderly cour; attend
ant was suddenly compelled TO remove
his false teeth and bend over as IL he
had been stricken with a violent cramp.
ste for yourself, judge" said John
Wiser. forlornly. "She cannot be seri-
Gus. l thought those hospital doctors
could tone her down. bit 1t has not been
accomplished. 1t is n good thing. Judge.
that there IS nothing loose in court for
4, her to toss. she looks Just ripe for one
of her hurricanes"
G:ill shaking a little. Magistrate Kerr
"a Aan comp sed his features n drew
i!s brow Gown into II savage frown.
Madam" NE began with great acer-
hity. you must be serious and listen TO
ne"
I'm sprlngtlme's happy hour
with the bullrush In his bower
"Can i be the lemons sour:
Ira la loo
spoke up Mrs. Wiser with great ra-
piolty.
Court Uses Gavcl.
TIE Court struck the bench a terrific
whacii with his savel.
Pound the shingles with your mallet
While | dance the blithesome ballet"
chlvped the i'm eprcssiblc Mrs. Wiser.
stop it, cried the Court.
Just one more verse Of Carrie Mon
roe" Insisted Mra. Niger, where2t she
sang aga!1. more shii'ly thar ever:
Twas indeed a daY OF gloom
When we gathered in her room
And she cantered up the Nuine,
Sweet Carrie Monroe"
She would have sung some more has
not the Magistrate directed that sh'
be led away.
''She isn't normally loony." said MIR
Wiser sorrCwfuliy. she was a Gu!et
-. II, ffFtfA h,Fra.uiFa until ali.
took to tho c~ocl;t1ll route. ! don't know
what we can DO"
The Court said thai he would hav'
Mrs. Wiser's condition thoroughly in
vestlaated and see II something couldn'
Ia done to stopper her cfcrvescence.