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Show Beauties of Married Life. John Henry had been innnicd ju-ji one week a week of bli, onalloyeil and iuofVahle. Dating tho brio! period he hud experienced tho bright sido of married life, and for tho rel of his conjugal existence there is strong p-oliabiliiy tint he will experience experi-ence the other side. He wuut home tho other night tir;d, but buoyed up by reflecting that uinco being married his wife h.ul ceased to be a devotee of fauiiion and tiad not sput as much money as was predicted. As soon as he arrived home he wmit to bed, for he hal worked hard and was exhausted. ex-hausted. Tho chosen partner ol his joys and sorrows soon followed; and apparently unaware that he was asleep, said gently: "John Henry?" "What is it my darling?" said J. H., waking and rubbing his eyes. "Don't yuu think I ought to have a new dress somethiiiL' like Mrs. Johnson's, only better?" "All right, my love," replied tho fond husband as ho fell asleep and dreamed he was worth a million dollars. dol-lars. Mrs. John Henry was not sleepy; sho lay there figurine out the archi reclural desigu of her new dress, and reflecting on the receut scandals ol society. Presently she said: "John Henry !" "Yes, my dear," replied J. H. with a yawn. "Do you think my hair is as red as that freckled faced Carry Simpson's?" "I give it up," replied John; "I'll tell you hotter in the morning," and a series of prolonged and not very entrancing en-trancing snores soon indicated that John Henry w:is asleep. But ho was not permitted long to remain in forgetful for-getful neea of this world's tortures, for his wife genily placing her cold feet in contact with his said: "John Henry?" " Wnat do you want?" was the response. 'Did tho millinor say anything to you about the hat that I picked out yesterday? It only costs $U0, and you can earn that in a week." "No, she didn't," replied John Henry; "and she'd better not. Good night." But the uew fledged Mrs. could not take a hint, and waiting only long enough for her husband to get fairly asleep, ehe once more said "John Henry!" "What the devil's the matter?" asked that uow irate individual. "Do you expect a man to keep awake all, the time simply because he's married? mar-ried? For the Lord's sake give me a rest." Mrs. John Henry was moved to I tears, aud John Henry went to sleep and had the pleasantest dream of his lifo; viz., that he was not married, that he was sleeping alone, and that his inamorata bid been captured and married by some other fellow. |