A wife who knew how to "Let well enough Alone."
--A few weeks after a late marriage the coting husband had some peculist thoughts when putting on his last clean shirt, as he saw no appearance of "a washing." He thereupon rose earlier than usual the morning and kindled a fire. When hanging on the battle, he made a noise on purpose to arouse his easy wife. She peeped over the blankets, and exclaimed; "My dear — what are you doing?" He deliberately responded "I've put on my last clean shirt, and am going to wash one now for myself! " "Very well," said Mrs. Easy, "you had better wash one for me, too!"
