A NAGGING WIFE.

Timaru Herald, Volume LV, Issue 5657, 10 March 1893, Page 4

A NAGGING WIFE.

L. » 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 pictured how patient she was m suffering, how courageous m trouble, and how altogether gentle, loving, and good she was under all circumstances, and closed his peroration by deolaring that any man who laid bis hand on a woman, save m 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 abont woman, all about how nice and sweet she is, why, one would imagine that you believed all women were just blushing full blown rose* j I guess you don't know my wife. Well she ain't 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 some one. If it hain't me, it's the children $ if it hain't the ohildren, it's the cat. There is nothing that escapes her nagging tongue, and the only time any of us gets any rest is when she has nagged herself to sleep.' How like the nerves of a man who drinks ; they just nag?, nagg all tbe time giving no rest until the liquor has been taker to deaden all nervous sensibility, and the yoor fellow goes off m that soddi-n, snoring, miserable state that is but the rattling skeleton of a healthy sleep. R. T. Booth's Golden Bemedy No. I puts an end to all this nagging of the nerves by destroying all desire for liquor. R. T. Booth's Golden Remedy No. 2 is the best Brain and Nerve Tonic on this earth. All ohemists.— [A»VT.]