Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1849-07-07
SELECT TALE.
THE DISCOVERED HUSBAND.
BY KATE.

"Nlary, my DEAR" said Charles Hal&ood
to his wife, ''come set by me, while read
this beautiful piece in youf magazine this
week." .., ..... ..... .s.r...srt
SIS it something very Interesting :" said
Mrs. Halwood. ..r aas
.'Oh! very, indeed; it is written by our
new authorizes, Alice Carlisle, of whom
every one is speaking in such high terms.
/ wonder who she can be! No one knows,
and she seems determined 10 keep herself
in security" .
"Perhaps she has special reasons for so
doing" said Mrs. Halwood.
81 suppose she has," replied her hus-
band, "but should think one of her bril-
liant talents, and one, too, who receives so
much applause from the public in general,
would be proud to make herself known.
But I will read to you her production in
this number" .
During the first year of Mr.. Halwood's
marriage life, he had lived very happily !;
but when the novelty had worn off, and
he saw his wife from day TO day wearing
the same quiet smile, and preserving the
same modesty of deneanor, he began to
feel sort of ennui when in her society.
Instead of trying to thfow Of that kind Of
restraint felt by both, BY spending his lei
sure moments with his wife, studying her
character of mind, he devoted the most OF
them to reading the various periodicals of
the day with which his table was loaded,
He had become very much interested, of
late, with new authoress vino had sud-
denly made her appearance In the literary
world, Under the iiame Of Alice Carlisle,
and-who had become very popular in the
public prints; but still kept hei name incog.
When Halwood had finished reading, he
exclaimed, is not that beautiful! How
pure and elevated the thought Do you
not think she is fine writer, Maryw
"Why, yes; pretty good" replied Mrs.
Halwood; with seeming Indifference; and
turning Away, busted herself With book
before her. .a. .,.H
Halwood felt disappointed and panied
he sat for few moments humining short
tune and throwing down the book, arose
and wended his way to his office. "How
stupid" he muttered, as he walked along
"not to see the beauty Of such. a produc-
ton as that. Oh! that Alice Carlisle was
my wife! Then would be happy man
then there would be congeniality o.
thought and feeling" ,a..1
He entered his office, but his thoughts
were not there. He tried to dissipate hi
feeling, by looking over and arranging hi
papers; but still his mind would wander
upon the faif authoress, and then he woulc
compare what his inauguration pictured
her to be, with his wife, and he felt NOR,
dissatisfied than ever. He made every in
quiry and took every measure that pru
dence would admit to ascertain who sh'
was, but all to no purpose:
Time wore on, but brought no relief t
the mind of Charles Halwood. Since tha
day of which we have spoken, he ha'
never mentioned Alice Carlisle to his wife
or spoke of her writing, but he had eagerl.
devoured every article Of hers that appear
ed He spent but little time at home, an,
. appeared. reserved and silent in his wife
presence.
At length he broke through all restrain
and resolved TO address her by her ficticiou
name thro' the medium OF the post office
Accordingly he Penned short note speak