Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1853-01-12
How Rusbanas May Rule.
Ry FANNY PEAS.

J BY FANNY PERM
Dear Mary said Harry - to his little wife,
az have a favor to ask of you. You have friend
whom dislike very much, and whom lam quite
sure will make trouble betweenus. Will you give
up Mrs. May for my sake, MaryH' "
A slight shade of vexadon crossed MaTy's pretty
face, as she said, you are unreasonable, Harry
She is lady-ke, refined, intellectual and fascina-
ting, is she not7'
yes, all of that; and for that very reason herin-
luence over one soyielding and impulsYeas your
self, is more to be dreaded, if uhfaSorable Pm
quite in earnest, Mary. i could wish never to see
you together again" ~ ifF
'Pshaw! dear Henry, that's going too far dom
be disagreeable, let us talk ofsomething else. AS
old Uncle Jefsays, 'How's trader and she looked
arehyin his face. 81 .-"t
Harry didn't smile. -t.F
WELL, said the little wife, turning away, and
patting her foot nervously, Il don't see how can
break with her, Harry for whm Of yours; besides,
I've plomisedto go there this very evening
Harry made no reply, and in a few moments was
on his way TO his office.
Mary stood behind the curtain, and looked after
him as he went down street. There was an un-
comfortable sitting sensation in her throat and
something very like tear glitteringin her eye
Harry was vexed! she was sure of that; he had
gone off for the first time since their marriage, with
out the affectionate goodbye that was usual with
him, even when they parted but foran hour or two.
And so she wandered restless and unhappy, into
her little sleeping room. - -
1t was quite alittIe gem. There were statutes,
and pictures, and vases, all gifts from him either
before or since their marriage one had a his
tory offs own, some tender association connected
with Harry. There was Eoquet, still fresh and
fragrant, that he had purchased on his way home
the day before, to crafty her passion for howeIs-
There was a choice edition of poems they were
reading together the night before, with Mary's name
written on the leaf, in Harry's bold, handsome
| hand. Turn where she would, some proof of his
devotion met her eye. But Mrs. Day! Shs was
so smart and satirical. She would make so much
sport of her, for being ruled so by Harry Hadn't
she told her rall the men were tyranis?' and this
was Harry first attempt TO govern her. No. no.;
il wouldn't do for her to yield
So the pretty evening dress was taken out, the
| trimming re. adjusted and re-modelled' ana The
little ct eelerGs of her toilette decided.
Yes, she would go; she had quite made up her
mind to that. Then, she opened her jewel casei
a little note fell at her feet. She knew the con-
tents very we'll. 1t was from Harry-slipped silly
into her hand on her birthday, with that pretty
bracelet ltcouldn't do any harm to read 1t GgHin'
It was very lover like for a year old husband; but
she liked it! Dear Harry! And she folded 1t back
and sat down, more unhappy than ever, with her
hands crossed in her lap and her mind in most
pitable state of irresolution!
| Perhaps, after all, Harry was right about y IS.
May; and if he wasn't, one hair of his head was
worth more 10 her than all the women in tie world.
He had never said one unkind word TO her, neuer'
He had anticipated every wish; he had been SO ut
tentve and so!icitous when she was ill., Holo could
she grieve him3
! Loue conquered! The pretty robe was folded
away the jewels returned to their case; aud with
light hza.t, Mary sat down to await her hus-
bands return.
The lamps were not lit i'll the drawing room when
Harry came UP street. She had gone, then!-afIer
all, he had said. He passed slowly through the
hall, entered the dark and deserted room and threw
himself on the sofa with heavy sigh lie was moi
angry; but he was grieved and disappointed. The
first doubt that creeps over the mind of the aec-
4 ton OF oGe we love is so very painful
| Dear HaryP said welcome voice at his side.
God bless you, MaryP said the happy husband
you've saved me from keen SORROW
Dear reader, (trOn't you tell7) there are some
husbands worth all the sacrifices loving heart can
make!
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