The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1845-03-26
Only a Trihe.
BY EMILY N, MAY

J lOu may i've W tLiHh inherently,
Harry said the old gentleman L have
seen thrice your years, and depend upon
1t, the happiness of married life rests on
the LITTLE things rather than the great ones
You can't all the time be thinking of your
wlfe,s beauty, but will sometimes recur to
the comforts you once enjoyed in tidy
house, and, before year has gone over
your head, you will be willing TO sacrifice
her brilliant talents for an amible DISPOSE
ton. Give me women who has the tact
TO preceive and CRAFTY ones little peculiar
tiles of taste or habit-who knows when
to have the slippers warmed, how much
10 cook the joint Of meat, i'll what way to
do up ones linen, and 10 attend to all these
ether little, every day comforts. You
may despise these rifes now, but they
have more TO do with the happiness of a
married life than anything else
Harry kept silent moment, looking at
the key of his watch, which he kept whirl-
ing; for he felt that his uncle was cycling
HIM keenly. At length he spoke
But, granting what you say-how do
you know that Ellen Boyd will not attend
to these tri1esl Cannot woman of gen.
ius make kind and considerable wlfe!'
Certainly-a few may
'Then,' interrupted Harry, exultingly,
that is giving up your case III run the
risk she'll be one of the few-and who
wouldn't rather have beauty and bel
esprit than a mere humdrum,' and with
these words he bowed himself out of his
uncle's office.
The old gentleman shook his head sad
! ly, as he gazed at the young man.
1t is no u'e arguing with him. | see,
he said to himself-'th boys crazy with
love, and is determined to throw himself
away. l can only give him advice, and
advice wont move him. Well let him try
the experiment. As he makes his bed, so
he must lie And with this homely prov
erb, the old gentleman turned TO his desk,
and resumed the examination of his pa
pers.
Ellen Boyd was beauty and a wit but
her temper was high, and she was both by
nature and education selfish. The graft
fication of her pleasure was all she cared
for, and to this she managed to make eve
rything and everybody subservient. Her
splendid face and figure, united TO her
really brilliant powers of conversation,
made her a favorite in every circle in which
she moved, and procured her constant adj
mirers, who fed her self-loye with fiattery.
At home she was considered the prodigy
of the family, and in consequence had
been spoiled from her childhood. Her
palmer sisters had learned TO sacrifice a
portion of their own wardrobes to render
that of their sister more splendid and Of
ten they, as well their mother, labored all
day to adjust the dress that Ellen was to
wear at ball in the evening, for the fam
lily were not wealthy, and even had some
difficulty, rumor SAID, TO make ends meet
at the close of the year. While her sis
tiers were thus occupied, the proud beauty
was usually lying on sofa reading the
last novel, or, perhaps, ill-humoredly find
ing fault with them for not performing
their task mcie to her taste. But all
these things were borne meekly, for Ell
len was expected to make or nd alliance,
and besides, despite her many faults, her
mother and sisters doated on her.
Her most successful lover was Harry
Stuyvesant, and he was wealthy, and more
over of the best families of the
State people said it would be match.
His uncle, more than once, expostulated
with him, but these arguments generally
ended as the one we have recorded, and
inall yit became publicly known thatHarrv
was to be married early in the Autumn.
Harry took his young wife TO hand
some house in the city, where he intended
hereafter TO reside during the winter and
for a while no man was more happy. The
beauty ofhis bride was the theme ofpraise
in every assembly, where she appeared !;
he saw himself envied in the possession of
such treasure, he was almost bewilder-
ed with grati6ed pride. At his own table,
too, the most celebrated men of the coun-
try were proud to gather, for the grace
and dignity with which Mrs. Stuyvesant
presided, and the briliancy of her CONVEX
sation, were extolled by all. For two
months Harry was at the pinnacle Of
bliss.
But he soon began to find that the cup
was mixed with other ingredients than
those of happiness. If to see his wife
shine in company afforded him such pleas
ure, it was, alas the only qualification her
society afforded him, for at home she was
always tired and silent, and even grew pet
fish when he sought conversation
About three months after their mar
rage Harry returned home one wet eve
ming, tired and exhausted by a day of
unusually laborious business.-With a
sense of relief he deposited his wet UNI
brella in the rack and opened the drawing
room door. But instead Of the cheerful
fire he hoped to find there, all was cold
and comfortiess. He then went up stairs
to his wife's sitting-room; but she was
not there. A little annoyed at finding her
out, he rang the bell for servant; but he
had to repeat the summons before any one
appeared-At last the cook entered.
Where is Mrs. Stuyvesantr
Gone out was the reply. She has
been out all day.
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