The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1841-11-27
MISCELLANEOUS.
A Tale Of the Honey Noon,
WITH A GOOD MORAL.
TO ALL YOUNG WIVES AND HUSBANDS.

| Four months had flown swiftly away
| since Edward Somerlon married Rose
! Bland One summer evening towards
sunset, as they sat together at window
opening on Il garden, enjoying the well
come GOODNESS and talking over various
matters with that interest in each other
which people generally evince lour
months after marriage. Rose, for the
first time, began to pout. Edward had,
she said, Airted shamefully with Mrs
Harding on the preceding evening. He
had spoken to her in low tone several
times, and had been heard publicly to de-
clare that Harding was a fortunate fellow
If this was the way he meant to 90 ON,
she would be wretched, and no longer
place any confidence in his love.
"My pretty DEAR" said Edward; pla-
cling his arm around the waist Of his wife,
and accompanying this action by another
triling performance. .'Gon'tbe jealous
Believe me, there is no cause. On one
Of the occasions when | addressed Mrs.
Harding in So low tone. | remarked
that the room was very warm; and on
another; if remember rightly, obscrv-
ed that the last new novel was rather dull
so, you will perceive, our conversation
was rGall y Of most innocent description.
And, Rose, because said Harding was
fortunate, it does not follow that ! must
endcavor to render him untortunale.o
This mild answer failed to turn away
the wrath of Rose. she consequently
refused to be convinced, became every
instant more perverse, and finally retired
precipitately from the room, with her
handkerchief applied to her eyes.
Edward quietly put up his feet on the
chair she Lad left vacant, and leaned back
in meditation.
Here was the decisive moment which
would most likely determine whether
they were to dwell together for the future
happy or miserably. Rose was a dear
girl--a sweet girl; but she had black eyes,
and they are dangerous. She had been
an only daughter, too, and perhaps a lit
tie spoiled; but with fewer faults might
she not have been less charming? 1t is
worth studying how to live lovingly with
such a creature, especially when you
know that she mars, by her caprclous-
ness, her own happiness as much as
yours.
Edward fit that the charge Of his wife
was totally unlounded, and he half sIlS-
peccd that she believed SO herself, but
had resolved to be; or seem on. Of humor
without any particular cause. One thing
was evident-that she would not hear
reason. Something else must therefore
be tried, in order to allay any future
storm; for this was probably the first of
u series, Edward resolved to try mu-
| sic"
He was an amateur of some pretension,
and he set himself Immediately to call
over in his memory the melodies most
likely to calm the passions and exert a
soothing effect on the temper. He made
choice Of three, which he arranged in a
graduated scale, to be used according to
the urgency Of the occasion: calm, calm
err, and calmest, as the outbreak way, or
became, violent, more violent, or most
violent The scale only contained three
degrees. As the heart rose, his coniugal
thermometer fell; but below the third and
lowest degree all was zero, and undefi-
ned mystery. Patience acted the part OF
mercury reversed.
The melodies were the following, and
were arranged in the following order: SIN
my cottage near a wood.n "Sal margine
4
They were all of gentle, touching char
acter, and the last was purely domestic
and would, under the circumstances, con-
vey delicate satire likely to do good
He had hitherto played these popular
airs on the German flute; but he proposed
now to execute them in a graceful, appa-
rently unprecedented, whistle,-not such
a whistle as may be heard in the streets
proceeding from the lips of vulgar ant
coarse-minded butcher boys, but superb
or sort of thing, such as no gentleman
need be ashamed of. In fact, the original
wild production, cultivated and imptov.
ed, as the crab is changed into the pip.
pin.
His plan thus settled, Edward felt his
mind easy, and he awaited the re-appear
ance OF Mrs, Somerton, with a peasan
consciousness of being ready Tor whate,
yer might occur.
In due time came coffee. The injured
lady came too, and with placid coun
tenapce, betraying no lingering evidenc,
of its late unamiable expression. Neithe
husband nor wife made any allusion tc
their misunderstanding, and they passed
delightful evening made up of converse
ton, the piano forte and chess.
But the next mornng-the very mex
morning, Rose favored her dear Edwar
with number two Of the series. She wan
ted him TO walk out with her, and he de
clared that, unfortunately, he should b
too busy to go oat all day, This wa