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Miscellany: A Domestic Sketch: How To Correct A Husband's Fa...

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'Now ïst look at you, Mr. Jones f Í deClare! it gives me a chili to eee yon go to a drawer. What do you want? Teil n:e, and 1 will get t for yoTi.' Mrs. Jones springs to the side of lier husband who bas grone to tlie bureau fof something, and pushes liïm away. 'There no-í Just look at the hurra's nest you have made! What do you want, Mr. Jones?' The husband throws an angry look upon his wife; mutters sotnething' that she cannoi undersiand, and then tunre away and leaves the room. 'It is too bad!' scolds Mrs. Jones, to herseJf, commencinw the work of restoring to order the drawer that her hufbandhad thrown topsy turvy. I never eaw 6ucl a maní He han íro kind of order about h'm: and thon, if i epeak a word, he goca off in a bufí But I ont have my thiflgs forever in confusión.'In the mean Sír. Jones, n a pct reavcs the house, anl goes to his store without the cíeon pocket handkeichief for which he had been in öearch. Half the afternoon passes before he gets over his ïll humor, and then he does not feel hftppy. Mrs. Jones is by no means comfortable in mind. She is sorry that fIic spoke so rouglily, although she does not acknowlcdge, even to herself tha Bhe had done wrong, for cvery now and then, ehe utters, half aloud, some censure agninst the careless habits that were annoying and inexcusable. Tliey had been married five ycars. and uil that time Mrs. Jones liad complained, hut to no good purpose. Sometimes the husband would get angry, and sometimes he would laugh at his wife; bu He made no effort to refonir bimaelf üimBclf'Mr. Jones, why will you do so?' said Mr. Jones, on theevening oftlie ameday. Yon are the most trying nian aüve.' Pity you had' nt a chance to try anotheiy relorled Mr. Jones, sarcastically. The offence given wns a carelesa overturnnjr of Mrs. Jones' work basket, and the scattering of needies, cotton, eciásors, wax and a doten etceteras about toe floor. The icply of Mr. Jones, hurt his wife. It seemed unkind. He had brought home a newbook, which he intended ronding, but thc fnce of Mrs. Jones looked so grave after the overlurning of the work basket, that he fcli no disposition to read to her, but conlented himself with enjnying the book to himself. It must be said that Mr. Jones was a very trying man indeed, as his wife hod alleged. - He could open cl isetsand drawers as handy as oue, but a thought of shutting either never sntered his mind. The frequent repreofs of lis wife, t-uch as - 'llod yon any doors in the house whero you were raited?' or, Please to ehut that rawer, will you, Mr. Iones?' or, 4 You are tbc most disorderly man in exist3nce,' or, 'You are enough lo try the patinnee of a saint, Mr. Jones,' prothiced no good effect. - n fact, Mr. Jones seemed to grow worse nnd vorse every dny, instead of better. The ínturul hnbilsof order and regularity whicli lis wife possepsessed, were not respecteJ in the least degree. He drew his boots in ti parlor and left tlíom in the middlc of the floor - put liis hat upon thep'ano, instead of Iringng it on tlic rack in the passage - turnbled her Jrawers w henever he went to them - Icfl bis hnving app;iratns on ihc üres-ing toble or bu reau'-iplaíi{ipd tlie water about and soiled the wall paper in washing, and spite of aü ihat could be said to liim, would neglect to take i he soap out of thn basin - spattered every thinj arotind him with blacking when lie briished his boots - and did a huudred o'.her Careless things, tha gave his vvifo a world of troub!e, annoyed her sorely, and kept her ecolding nt him nearly all the time. This scolding worried him a good dea I, bul it never for a single moment nnde him think seriouslyaLout relnrming his bnd habits.One dy he canie to dinner. il wa& a hot day. He went up into thechnmber wlicre fiis wife was eittingf, ond thrcw hioiíelf into a hrpe rocliittg chnir; took ofiThis liat and toss ed it over upon the bed right in the midöt of Imlf n dozen Ince collard ncwly denc up, and kicked ff hw boots with such cnergy tfat one of them hmdod wpon the hurcuu, and the other in the clothes bieket. soiling a white dress just frotn tlie ironing table. Poor Mrs. Jones was grirvously tricd. Her Ijusband expected a storm but no storm broke. He looked at dis wife, slie lif'.ed liis hat from the bed and put it on the mantle piece - took liis boots nd put thetn in a clospt frum which .-he brouglit his slippers and plac'd thetn beside him, but lic did nol underMnnd the expression her face, exact !y, nor feel comforfable about it. Mrs. Jon-tj did not seem angry but Iiurt. After 6he had handed him his slippers, she took iho Foiled drese from ihe dot hos basket over whifh shfi lind .-pent nearly n hilf an lionr at the ifonjng tabl' and attrmpted to rrmove lliodirt which the bout had left upon it. Bnt ulie tried in vaipi The pure white muslin was hopcle.-sly eoiled, nnd would have to zo to the w.ishing tub before it would be agnin fit to wenr. 'ïf yon Henrv,' she snid in a voice tint touched her huisbnnd's feehnfs, as ehe laid nside the dress, how much trunhle you t;ive me s=ome!ifuet, I atu sure you would be more particular.' 'Did ï really gitfe you mücli trouble, JÍane?' Mr Jones asked, as if a new dea had broken in upon his mind, i om 6ure I uw, sorry for it.''Indeed you do", ir you would only be more thonghtful, yov would snvfi me a great deal. I shall Imve to ".vash out the dreös myself, now the washer woman s gone, and I cant trtrst Sally with it. I spertt nearly hnlf an liour in roning it to day, hot as it is.' 'I a m very Borrovv indeed, Jaue. ït was n careless trick in me, I must confess; and if you wil! forgive me, I ill promise not lo offend yóu'again.' All this was new. Both fifí, oïld Mrs. Jones feit snrprised at themselves and nt eacii fíe had ofFended nn] the did not get angry; she had been onnoyed, and he was really si rry for what he liad done. Light bruke into both their tntnrfs, and both made a resolution to bo niore carefúl ih future of their words and actions townrds each olher; and they were more careful. When Mr. Jones ofTended, as he still too often did, his wife checked the instant impulse shfe ha(S to npbraid him. Öeperceived this, and appreciating her self-denial, compellcd liimself, in cinse(J(ience to be more ordcrly in his habits. A few years wroaght so great o change in Mr. Jones t hatj to use a hyperbol'e, he hardlv knew himseïf. I Je could shut a closet door as well as open it--could get a handkerchief, or any thing else froma drawer without turning it upsidedown--could hang bis hát upon the lacft, and put his boots away when he took them ofl'. ín fact could be as orderly as nny one, and without fceling that it involved any great self-denial to do so.Slavery as ra exists in Brazil is said to be of a' much milder iorm than in the United States. Aslave is not compelled to be trslaveall his life, for he may purchase his freedom. The maoter is bound !o sol! him, or the proper authorities seta valué on him. Many of the slavcs in this manner become frcemen by purchasing théir tiUo with their


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