The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1850-11-05
Fits of Passion---A Domestic Story.
From Arthurs Home Gazette.
BY PANL CREYTON.

When a young man, by talents. enter
prise, a<a steady application to business,
mas succeeded in establishing himself in
such position in society as to warrant him
in taking The responsibility of family it
is naturally expected that he will soon think
of looking about him for Il wife
Such man, no doubt, has perfect right
to marry, and wedock may be considered
desirable state for him to assume. At all G.
vents, society thinks SO, and fond mothers
and marriageable daughters usually look up
on him with peculiar favor.
Such man was William Mowbray. He
had succeeded in establishing himself before
he was thirty years. Besides the advantages
of his position, lie possessed those of good
looks and agreeable manners, which 90 so
far to win the favor Of the young ladies too
romantic in their aspirations, to be won by
worldly goods alone.
So, William Mowbray was considered, by
himself as well as by others, a marrying
man. While many respectable young la
dies were fixing their caps" for him, he
was hesitating which to choose.
AT last the question was settled in his own
mind, and being duly proposed and affirm
atively answered, was likewise settled in the
minds of Mr.. Mowbray's acquaiptances gem
orally.
Some folks said William had made good
choice; others shook their heads obviously,
and prOpheiically whispered--' lie will find
outp
AT all events, Miss Lucy King, the young
lady in question, was a clever girl, spirited,
and lovely TO behold and, have no hesi-
;aton in saying, that more brilliant black
eyes, more beautiful, glossy curls, winter
teeth, and II clearer complexion than Miss
Lucy's, were no where to be found within
the range Of Mr.. William Mowbray's ac
quaintances.
Now, William loved Lucy, and shall al
ways believe that Lucy had a true passion
for William. Accordingly the wedding day
was set, and they were married, and were
very happy and every body said
'What an excellen, match it isr
Lucy and William went to housekeeping,
and lived together several weeks like a pair
Of doves.
One day William came home to dinner
rather earlier than usual, as he wished to
surprise his beautiful wife with some pur-
chase he had made for her, with which he
felt sure she would be delighted.
Now, if you had seen the happy young
husband hurry towards his house and stop
suddenly on the threshold, you might rea-
sonably suppose that the said house was a
huge galvanic battery, and that the said
young husband had received proportion
stely severe shock.
William seemed stupifed.
Good heavens' he brcathed what is
the matter?
Now, the occasion of this shock of sur
prise was simply this. The young, beautiful
and very amiable wife of Mr. William Now
bray, was nourishing an iron utensil, COM
monty denominated tongs, over the head of
Margaret O'Kooney, the cook, whom she
had forced into very close corner of the
hall just at the head of the kitchen stairs.
Ii is no matter of wonder that William
was shocked. The black eyes that had
looked love into his heart, giiiered like firei
the clear and rosy complexion, which had
always appeared SO soft and beautiful, was
ashy pale with passion and of the ten slen.
der, delicate fngers-each particular one Of
which William had thous and times kissed
10 rapturous admiration-Gye, as already
stated, welded an instrument of kitchen
usefulness, and the remaining fvo we're
wreathed in the hair of the unfortunate and
terrified domestic.
But-poor William this was not all -
Lucy's voice, so rich and melodious when
she sang his favorite songs, and so slyery
and soft when she conyersed of domestic
joy and peace-that much loved voice was