If we may be permitted to suppose the colonel of a regiment on friendly terms with one of his corporals, we have an estimate of the domestic life of Major and Mrs.Strike.Among the garrison males, his comrades, he passed for a disgustingly jealous brute.
The ladies, in their pretty language, signalized him as a 'finick.' Now, having achieved so capital a marriage, Caroline, worthy creature, was anxious that her sisters should not be less happy, and would have them to visit her, in spite of her husband's protests.
'There can be no danger,' she said, for she was in fresh quarters, far from the nest of contagion.

The lieutenant himself ungrudgingly declared that, looking on the ladies, no one for an instant could suspect; and he saw many young fellows ready to be as great fools as he had been another voluntary confession he made to his wife; for the candour of which she thanked him, and pointed out that it seemed to run in the family; inasmuch as Mr.Andrew Cogglesby, his rich relative, had seen and had proposed for Harriet.

The lieutenant flatly said he would never allow it.

In fact he had hitherto concealed the non-presentable portion of his folly very satisfactorily from all save the mess-room, and Mr.Andrew's passion was a severe dilemma to him.

It need scarcely be told that his wife, fortified by the fervid brewer, defeated him utterly.