A TERRIBLE STRUGGLE.
(" Duniwty How troc i» the old saying that " man it born to trouble." , Old nan Grimpsy found it so wuien he returned home the other night about twelve o'clock, to use a homely phrase, *' three sheets in the wind," and found w " e standing by the kitchen ftre with the mop in onehand an«l the scrub-broom in the other, waiting to chastise hiin the moment he returned. lie biomleied through the diiiing-room, upsetting a couple chsursj tunning against the table, smashing a sugar-bowl, turning a pan of milk upside down, and bumping hi# nose against the wall. Finally he reached the kitchen, where his sweettempered spouse awaited him. 1 say old lady (hic)issupp«*(hic)iread) i 44 Oh,yott wretch," yelled Mrs. Gnmpsj, down upon him with the mop and broom, "HI learn you to come home rfnmk at this hoar of the night," and tjie broom descended, the mop quickly followinff, upon the devoted head of the prodigal htwloml, filling his eyes fidl of dirt and doubling htm tip in the corner like a dish-
aroused all the dormant anger in Mr. Grtmpay's nature. Recovering from the shock caused by the mop and broom, he a grab for Mrs. Grimpsy's hair, and she caught him by the nose. Up and down the room they straggled, overturning kettles, upsetting pans, and knocking over waterpails. But such a straggle conld not always last. Mr. Grimpsy soon got the upper hand of Mrs. Grimpsy, niul forced her back against the stove, when her dress suddenly canght fire. This sobered Cfrbnpsy in a moment. His wife was in danger. He rushed to the waterpail. It had been upset in the struggle. In desperation he grabbed a dish of pancake batter that was setting on the table, fmtl dashed it over her head. The flames wereestingnished, bat what asightwasMrs. Grcropsy ! the batter running down her face, filling her mouth and ears. "Oh, you old bruie," she screeched, "yon shall pay dear for this," and she made for him.
When the neighbours entered the house the next morning, all that remained of the two combatants was a couple of boot heels, a shirt-collar- a pair of corsets, and a bustle jammed into the comer, a perfect wreck of its former sell
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Oamaru Mail, Volume I, Issue 11, 4 May 1876, Page 4
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