At Peace

An old-time colored cook in an Atlanta family, says the Constitution, seemed unusually happy the other day, singing joyfully at her work. "You're in mighty good spirits this morning," some one said, "Dat I is, suh!" sha exclaimed. "Somepin des happen' dat ease my min' powerful! You see, Mt's dis way: I got two husbands." "Two husbands?" "Yes, shu; en one er dem been say'n' he gwine sue me in co't fer marrying w'en I wuzn't free ter." "Yes?" "Yes, suh: en de one dat wuz makin 'al! de fuss is done j'ined Je army en shipped off ter Cuba!" "So that settles it, does it?" "Yes, suh- dat settle it; kaze de yuther one is in de preachin' line, en he a-prayin' night en dat day de one dat's gone'll git kilt by de Spaniards 'fo' he comes back!"