A NAGGING WIFE.

Press, Volume XLIX, Issue 8350, 8 December 1892, Page 6

A NAGGING WIFE.

... •-, , .» ~ A FACT. A speaker was holding forth on woman, and he made out that she was just a little angel on earth. In glowing words he Eieturedhow patient she was in suffering, ow courageous in trouble, and how altogether gentle, loving, and good she was under all circumstances, and closed his peroration by declaring that any man who laid his hand on a woman, save in the act of kindness, was a monster. After the lecture, a pale, haggard, woe-begone looking man shuffled up to the speaker and said, *' Look here, mister, I've heard what you've been saying about woman; all about how nice and sweet she is, why, one would imagine that you believed all women were just blushing full blown , roses ; I guess you, don't __iow my wife. Well she hainc no blooming rose. She's a daisy, a reg'lar daisy; why, mister, my wife is a nagger, and there hain't an hour, when she's awake, but what she's nagging someone. If it ain't mc. It's the children; if it hain't the children, it's the cat. There is nothing that escapes her nagging tongue, and th_ only time any of us gets any rest is when she has nagged herself to How like* the nerves of a man who drinks; they just nagg, nagg all the time, giving no rest until enough liquor has been taken to deaden all nervous sensibility, and the poor fellow goes off in that sodden, snoring, miserable state that is but the rattling skeleton of a healthy sleep. B. T. Booth's Golden Remedy' No. 1 puts an end to all this nagging of the nerves by destroying all desire for liquor. R, T. Booth's Golden Remedy No. 2 i» the best Brain and Nerve Tonic on this earth. All chemists.