An Unhappy _Match_.
There was a Man, a Long time ago, that had got a _Shrew_ to his _Wife_,
and there could be No Quiet in the House for her. The _Husband_ was
Willing however to make the Best of a Bad Game, and so for Experiment
Sake, he sent her away for a While to her Father’s. When he came a little
after to take her Home again, Prithee Sweet-heart (says he) How go
Matters in the House where thou hast been? Introth, says she, they go I
know not How: But there’s None of the Family, you must know, can Endure
Me: No, not so much as the very Hinds and Plough-men; I could Read it in
the Faces of them. Ah Wife! says the Husband, If People that Rise Early
and come Home Late, and are all Day out of your Sight, cannot be Quiet
for ye, what a Case is your Poor Husband in, that must Spend his Whole
Life in your Company.
The MORAL.
_When Man and Wife cannot Agree, Prudence will Oblige the One, and
Modesty the Other, to put all their Little Controversies into their
Pockets, and make the Best of a Bad Game._