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Los Angeles Herald, Volume 27, Number 109, 23 July 1887
A FUNNY SUIT. A Man Sues for a Divorce Because His Wife Ill treats him in Complaint was filed yesterday in the Superior Court in the case of Drysdale vs. Drysdale an application for divorce on the grounds of ill-treatment, Contrary to the usual order of things the complaint comes from the male side of the house, who alleges that the partner of his busom keeps him in a continual state of mental suffering and makes his existence a miserable one. "It's nag. nag, nag, from morning till night, Whatever I do, I can do nothing right, Married life, I'm sick of it quite, I wish I were single again." The plaintiff states that he entered into the bonds of matrimony with the defendant-on the 1st of January, 1871 , and 'for about two years after that memorable event his life was one of pure and unalloyed happiness. At the and of that time a dark cloud of trouble swept over his family circle, as his wife asserted her rights in a manner that he thought scarcely accorded with the vows that she had made "to love, honor and obey" him. On the 5th of March, 1875, the threatened storm came. As unusually spirited display of repartee on both sides took place during dinner-time, and his wife to add the force to her remarks which she deemed the occasion required threw a cup of hot tea in his face accompanying it with a selection of expletives, which the plaintiff describes as "insulting and abusive." The day was doomed to be an eventful one for sure. The plaintiff has had time to recover from the shock to his nervous system occasioned by his wife's onslaught, round number two began. This time his marital partner introduced a sharp butcher knife on the scene and to illustrate the pointedness of one of her remarks hurled it at him striking him on the nose and the side of the face.[continued below]
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This settled the day's engagements and being by this time thoroughly acquainted with his wife's eccentricities plaintiff was careful from that time on iv the selection of topic for debate in his family circle. The eighth of November of the same year was selected by fate to lie a day of great moment in the Drysdale family. Breakfast was announced and plaintiff prepared to enjoy a good meal ere starting to encounter the toils and troubleß of the day. The conversation was at first cheerful enough and there was nothing to indicate the sword which was hanging over his head as he calmly sipped his fragrant Mocha and combed the hairs out of the festive biscuit. By one of those idiosyncrasies of fortune by which the fate of all things mortal is effected, a subject arose to which his wife took a contrary opinion to that which he had formed.
As the argument progressed he could see that his wife was gritting her teeth and by other outward signs displaying the volcano of passion which lay smouldering within her womanly breast. Foreseeing what would probably occur, he made a futile effort to allay her wrath, ' but, alas, just as he was in tho midst 1 of an effort of rhetoric which he hoped 1 would have the desired effect, his eloquence was checked by the approach of a plate, which came spinning across the room in a manner calculated to i make him fear for the results should j it reach its intended goal. With an alertness worthy of The Great Herrmann, he dodged, and with a loud ' crash it struck the wall back oi him and was splintered into a thousand fragments.
As he was standing in a corner congratulating himself over his dexterity of movement, he perceived ' a glass tumbler speeding on its wild career in his direction. This called forth another lightning-like change of situation, and as he stood panting from the result of I his exertions his thoughts flashed ; back to a few days previous when he , had resented the wily entreaties of an agent who had begged him to insure himself against accidents, He decided to lose no time in acting on the suggestion of the canvasser, so seizing his hat he fled from the scene, and as his manly form passed through the doorway, his wife stabbed him in the back, metaphorically, by calling him a liar.
This Was more than his proud spirit could brook, and in the bitterness of his mental agony he decided to institute proceedings which would result in making.him once more a free man. The cycles of time revolved however, winters came and went, and still found (he warring couple wearing the chains with which they had fettered themselves during the opening month of 1871. But alas, ' that peace which is so essential an < element in the cup of bliss which ] Benedicts are supposed to sip was ever , missing, and foreseeing that his life was doomed to be one of disappointment so far as marital happiness was concerned, the plaintiff finally resolved to avail himself of that channel of escape which tlie law affords and yesterday he mounted the first rung of the ladder on which he hopes to return to that land of single blessedness from which he departed fourteen years ago.
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