Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1853-01-01

ry busy on that day, and did not stay as long
as usual 10 chat, but went off whistlng
even more cheerily than when he came.
I went up into the nursery and sal down
10 think it over. Baby was asleep; the
rain was patterng against the windows;
the wind was rising, and To me the world
looked dreary enough. ] had tired myself
all out at getting up such dinner, and now
the excitement was over and felt the re-
action. l began to ask myself what had
got for it. Just nothing at all. My hus-
there was any thing 10 be reconciled about.
l blamed him for his insensibility. "Once,"
thought ], che would have noticed any
change in my voice or any shadow which
came over my spirits now can really be
cross to him and he does not mind it at ALL"
had doleful afternoon of it, | was rest
less enough trying first one employment
and then another, but finding nothing
which would suit. | went down 10 tea,
farther, if anything, from the right point
than had been at noon. sat detected
and silent. My husband tried once or
twice 10 engage me in conversation, with
out success.
"Annette," said he at length, in kind
tone, edo you not feel well to-day ?"
"Not vcry," said I, with sigh.
"What is the ma.ter?"
"My head aches; the baby kept me
awake almost all night" This was the
truth, but only in part, and | felt guilty as
| said it. Then be begged me to 60 and
lie down on the sofa in the parlor, and said
he would read TO me any thing which |
would like 10 hear.
felt this was kind in him. II was like
old times, you see, had been but day, but
TO me it seemed very long; yet it was not
what wanted. wished to have the trou-
Bile cleared away, not bridged over and |
determined to hold out until it should come
to this, and he should see and feel that
could not be made happy after cross word,
without scene o! mutual contrition and
forgiveness so would not stay and be
read TO, but told him must 90 to bed.
left him in his easy chair, with his study
lamp and book and bright fire, in regular
old bachelor style, and went off into my
nursery, and then TO bed, and cried myself
to sleep. You laugh, Kate, as if you thought
I was a fool. think SO myself now.
"How did it all end, Annette :"
81 held out week, becoming every day
more and more sad, and sulky, may as
well call it. When | Twas left alone, used
10 take my baby up and cry over him as If
my husband was dead and the child was
all had left in the world. Dear me how
unhappy was, and every day added TO it.
| would find something in his conduct TO
pain me every time we met. Either he
was too attentive or not attentive enough
talked too much or too little.
He bore my moody ili-humor most i'm
! patiently, thinking | was i'll. One day he
| came home, and told me he had obtained a
weeks leave Of absence, and had engaged
a carriole, and | must pack up myself and
baby and be ready TO start off in an hour.
He was going TO take me home 10 my mo-
theirs. awe may as well have Journey
as pay doctors bills, Annette" said he,
sand as TO having you dropping about in this
style any longer, am not going 10. We
will send of old Bridget, lock up our house
run away from all care, and have some
fun"
He looked up so kindly could have fal.
len upon his neck and wept my heart out
to think how ugly had been; but there
was no time then to talk il over. | hurried
away to pack, but before was half through
with the packing, | resolved that would
tell him the whole story from beginning tc
end. The moment came to this determ
nation, the load was gone my heart seemed
light as a feather; the expression of m,
countenance, the tones OF my voice chang
ed. was concious of it, and he noticed i
as soon as joined him, at the appointe,
hour.
"Why Annette" said he, "getting ready
has cured you. We may as well stay a
home now"
"That will do Kate. The rest Of tn
story will sound sentimental TO a thirt
party"
"No, no, Annette, that would be leavini
out the very cream OF it.. Tell me hov
you settled it,"
Well, we rode on enjoying the chang
until towards dark. Baby then fell asleep
Ii was very quiet hour-everything abou
US was beautiful and peaceful. ! felt deep
ly, and longed to have all in my heart Pur
} and peaceful. Tears of real penitenc
came into my eyes, and before knew il
they were dropping down upon the baby
My husband turned and saw them.
"Why, Annette" said he with the ut
most surprise, "what is the matter?"
80, am SO sorry," said |.
''Sorry for what, love-" said he, care yo
? not happy! Does any thing trouble you !
81 am SO sorry," said /, "that have bee
so ugly this week.
t "What do you mean 2" said he, lookin
1 more and more puzzled.
: SHOW can you help knowing ?" said
Then began at the beginning and told tn
whole story. How | rose irritable, an
u was provoked to speak the first cross cord
:, how he told me my things Were not
II nice as his mothers, and went off vexed
" then how he got over it, and forgot a
II about it, and would not help me to !e
ST good natured by saying be was sorry. Ho
il had brooded over 1t all the week-ho
sr il had festered away in my heart and pc
" soned all enjoyment. What torrents
l. tears had shed when alone, as thought
il was all over with us, and we never shou
" love again as we had once loved.
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