Des Moines courier. ([Ottumwa] Iowa) 1848-1854, 1850-09-06

"If did not believe you--if thot
that after we were married, Frank. you
would still conjure up your jealous fears
| should be perfectly wretched!" and the
tears stood in the fine eyes of Kate as
she spoke, which, that they might mo-
be lost, Frank prudently kissed away.
Earth, air, and sky, united 10 bless the
bridal day; and on bright beautiful
morning, when the leaves danced to The
merry songs of the birds, Frank and
Kate were married, and bidding adeu to
the dear old family roof-tree, took up
their abode in a pretty little cottage, nest
ling like dove-cot,
''Down in Dale,
Far from resort of People,"
and all hemmed in by shady trees,
"In which the birds sang many lovely lay
vi Gods high praise, and of their sweet
loves teen,
As if an earthly Paradise had been."
All, what harmony within the dove cot!
What peace! what felicity! Had Frank
hundred eyes he would have failed to
discover any fault in Kate, and not all
the microscopes in the world could have
betrayed single flaw in Frank. And
then such perfect unanimity of opinion.
Why, if, like Pctruchio, Frank had de-
clared the sun to be the moon, Kate
though not the vixen Kate of Padus,
would have swron the same. They
"discoursed sweet music," too, for Kate
sang like an angel; and il ever angel
played the flute, then Frank had certain
ly got the knack of it, and although
music is said to be the food of love, our
happy pair pretended to till little gar
den where less ethereal viands might be
found; the little flower plats, Kate took
under her more especial care, but its roses
were moi brighter than her cheeks, nor
the violet bluer than her eyes.
Now, in the second honeymoon there
came letter to Kate from a young friend
and schoolmate, announcing her inten-
lion of passing few weeks with the
new married pair. Kate really loved
Sue, that is, she spared her just as much
as she could from Frank, you know, yet
she almost dreaded the interruption to
the charming life she was leading; and
as for Frank, he was so much disturbed
at the idea Of a third party in loves tete-
tete. that he was ungallant enough to
consign this young lady over TO certain
gentleman unmeniionable.
la due time, Susan May arrived, the
very personiication of fun and mischief;
a round, merry face, large black eyes,
which seemed to have caught their in
spiration from the goddess of Mir,h her.
self, red, pouting lips, and little nose
ah, excuse me--the nose, TO be sure, is a
very striking feature, but has never been
immortalized by the poet, | believe; and
therefore, ! will only say of Sues nose
that it turned up little, just very little,
and seem a very arch, knowing nose.
Frank and Kate received their visiter
as if they were truly delighted to see
her, and really undertook to be very "a
greeable. AS she was a stranger, of
course it was incumbent upon them to
invite other guests into their dove cot
solely for her amusement, and to say the
truth, Susan would else soon have tired
of the cooing of these tender pigeons.
And now little cloud, mere speck,
"no bigger than mans hand" arose on
Loves horizon. Kate was just as be-
witching as ever 10 her old admirers; it
seemed SO natural to hear her sweet
voice again in the songs she used TO sing
to them, so pleasant to hear her merry
ringing laugh, that all paid her the tribute
of their gratitude for thus reviying old
associations, by bringing her boolls, flow
ers, or music, and then, as Susan's cap
tivaiing charms and her versatile powers
of pleasing broke more fully upon them,
il followed that the little cottage became
quite scene of gaieiy, and Kate. never
once dreaming that she was arousing
the ''grcen-eyed monster" whose APP
proach she had SO much dreaded, well
coined and entertained their several
guests with her usual sprightly tone and
artless manners, yet always happier
when she could steal a few moments
alone with Frank.
She was one evening singing merry
little song, in which Sue and several oil
the company joined the chorus, and
quite little knot OF listeners were gath
cred about the piano. Kate played and
sang with more than her usual spirit,
and the them OF the song was the misery
of bachelors life, she archly addressed
it, with her laughing eye, and nod Of
her head TO one of the gentlemen present.
A general laugh marked the applause Of
her well aimed jest. Kate sprang up
gaily, as she did so, she saw Frank lean
ing moodily against the mantle piece,
and ah, the plague spot soas on has
bron!
Poor Kate, she saw it at glance,
and the tears came flooding up from hel
innocent heart.
ave have been so happy-but it's all
over now!" she metally exclaimed with
a deep-drawn sigh, then quickly forcing
a smile, she joined Frank, and linking
her arm within his tried to win him to
himself again.
Frank had something in his throat to
say TO Kate the next morning before he
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