Year: 1873

saving anything he said, impatiently, as
he look from its case and lighted one of his
twenty-five cent cigars, the fourth he had
smoked that day. lie preached TO Bridget,
who was washing In the kitchen, about TAX
sing in the clothes lines and saving soap.


Bridget had only few moments before
filled her tub with hot water from the boil
er. She managed to give it an occasional
tip,-Ovcr it went, both suds and all over
bis new pants and bright boots. I'm so
sorry, sir she said, but it's pity for the
likes of you to come into the Kitchen Mr..
Llttlesole had enough 10 do for half an
hour TO repair damages. If the truth be
told, his right foot was scalded little. lie
didn't say anything about ii but he was
seen bunting up a great hurry the sweet
oil bottle.


Mrs. Littesole said not word at the
rough raid into her territory. She did not
honor her husband with shower of tears,
nor sit meekly down in hopeless resigna-
Son, nor resolve. TO work that day with
heart and soul, like Mrs. Littlesole, the
first, 70 try to make his lordship satisfied.
lie went the next morning to Brooklyn





business suit, as she called t, and took the
cars and went to the store. She moved her
husband desk from one corner to another;
emptiCd some drawers and filed up others;
sold articles at her own price bought and
had hung up on a large string hundred
old fashioned hats for country trade; took
| down new coal stove and put up an old
wood one dismissed one of the best clerks
and got new porter; took down portrait
Of Lincoln and put in its place portrait of
Buchanan; she made all possible changes
in tables. bundles, drawers, papers and
boxes.


She wrote n note to Mr.. Lttlesole. saying
she bad long despaired making good store
keeper of him she had spent few bours
| in The general supervision of his affairs.
She made several improvements for his
god; she wished she could stay all the
time and see to things. If he would star
at home the next day and attend TO the
house and Bridget, she would come next
morning and finish what she had begun.
Whoever could touch efIectually Mr.. Lit
tles9le's purse or pride, could influence
him at their will. He was ambitious, and
anx Gus 10 go to Congress, and Judge Berg
amen could help him, nor did he wish 10
offend him; and Fanny was his only
| daughter aud would inherit all his great
wealth. lie read his wile's letter, saw the
changes she had made in the store. and
came home that night not knowing how he
coull best assert his injured dignity and
wounded masculine prerocative-how he
could meet and greet his darling wife But
| she was not ut home; she bad left word
that she had gone to spend day at her IA
| ther's.


| On the table in his room he found a lot
| ter dated three days back, from Judge Ber-
| gamen. John had forgotten 10 hand it 10
| him, and ii had Just emerged from John
old overcont pocket, where it bad lain three
| days; it informed him of his nomination
| to Congress, and added that his election
| was sure.


The nomination was obtained through
Judge Bergamen's influence.
On his wife's return be was wise enough
to act rs if nothing had happened; and she,
from motives Of womans pride, never said
anything about ii to her father. and never
alluded to it to her hueband.


She tried to think it was temporary fit
of insanity that had led him to act so uI-
manly and so fussv for that one day.


Mr.. Littlesole went to Congress and there
made use Of whatever executive ability he
bad. | have not heard of his trying to
waste ii any more on the cobwebs in the
garrets, or the tin pans in the Kitchen
Lydid VI. lIiidrd.