The Complete Works of Artemus Ward — Part 2: War — John Shaqi
The Complete Works of Artemus Ward — Part 2: WarWard, Artemus
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The Complete Works of Artemus Ward — Part 2: War
Ward, Artemus
American wit and humor
As I sed, I manige my wife without any particler trouble.
When I fust commenst trainin' her I institooted a series of
experiments, and them as didn't work I abanding'd. You'd
better do similer. Your wife may objeck to gittin' up and
bildin' the fire in the mornin', but if you commence with her
at once you may be able to overkum this prejoodiss. I regret
to obsarve that I didn't commence arly enuff. I wouldn't have
you s'pose I was ever kicked out of bed. Not at all. I
simply say, in regard to bildin' fires, that, I didn't
commence arly enuff. It was a ruther cold mornin' when I fust
proposed the idee to Betsy. It wasn't well received, and I
found myself layin' on the floor putty suddent. I thought I'd
git up and bild the fire myself.
Of course now you're marrid you can eat onions. _I_ allus
did, and if I know my own hart, I allus will. My daughter,
who is goin' on 17 and is frisky, says they's disgustin. And
speaking of my daughter reminds me that quite a number of
young men have suddenly discovered that I'm a very
entertainin' old feller, and they visit us frekently,
specially on Sunday evenins. One young chap--a lawyer by
habit--don't cum as much as he did. My wife's father lives
with us. His intelleck totters a little, and he saves the
papers containin' the proceedins of our State Legislater. The
old gen'l'man likes to read out loud, and he reads tol'ble
well. He eats hash freely, which makes his voice clear; but
as he onfortnitly has to spell the most of his words, I may
say he reads slow. Wall, whenever this lawyer made his
appearance I would set the old man a-reading the Legislativ'
reports. I kept the young lawyer up one night till 12 o'clock
listenin to a lot of acts in regard to a drawbridge away orf
in the east part of the State, havin' sent my daughter to bed
at half-past 8. He hasn't bin there since, and I understan'
he says I go round swindlin' the Public.
I never attempted to reorganize my wife but onct. I shall
never attempt agin. I'd bin to a public dinner, and had
allowed myself to be betrayed into drinkin' several people's
healths; and wishin' to make 'em as robust as possible, I
continnerd drinkin' their healths until my own became
affected. Consekens was, I presented myself at Betsy's
bedside late at night with consid'ble licker concealed about
my person. I had sumhow got perseshun of a hosswhip on my way
home, and rememberin' sum cranky observations of Mrs. Ward's
in the mornin', I snapt the whip putty lively, and in a very
loud woice, I sed, "Betsy, you need reorganizin'! I have cum,
Betsy," I continued--crackin the whip over the bed--"I have
cum to reorganize you! Haave you per-ayed tonight?"
* * * * * * * *
I dream'd that sumbody had laid a hosswhip over me sev'ril
conseckootiv times; and when I woke up I found she had. I
hain't drank much of anythin' since, and if I ever have
another reorganizin' job on hand I shall let it out.
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