Monongalia mirror. [volume] (Morgantown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1855, 1853-10-08

other wrong step. There is no secn
rity of happiness in married lifO bu
in most perfect confidence.
There came u season of damp
chilly weather, One morning ] got
up. feeling very irritable. ! had ia
ken cold; my head ached, aud my
baby had been worrisomo during the
night. In my kitchen, l had a cross,
ignorant. servant girl, aud onthis par
ricular morning she had done her
worst for breakfast. The beeE-steak
was burned to cinder; the eggs
were like bullets; the bread was hall
baked; aud the coffee, which was oHr
main.sray, was execruble. My hns-
band was very patient with all this,
until it came to the coffee, aud this
upset him. He put his cup down aud
said, in halfyexed tone, 81 do wish
we could ever have any good coffee.
Annette, why can you not have 1t
made as my mother does I ,
This was the drop too much for mo
and I boiled over. "You never think
anything on our table fit to be eaten"
said I, and I almost started at the
sound of my own voice; "you had
better live at home, if you are not
satisfied, or else provide me with de-
cent servants. | cannot do every
,hing-take care of my baby all night
and get the breakfast too"
a did not know before that I was
so very unreasonable said he, in a
tone of injured feeling. He sat a few
minutes, then rose, left his untasted
breakfast, and went of.
When | heard the door shut be-
hind him, all my temper left me. !
went into my room, locked myself in,
sat down and cried like child. This
was the first cross word l had ever
spoken to my husband. ltseemed to
me us ifa sudden calamity had beial-
len Us. worked myself up 10 such
a pitch of feeling that | walked about
the room wfiEgi6g my hands.
"Oh, it is all over with US now"
thought I; 1--WE shall never be happy
together again in this world" This
thought made me unspeakably misor-
able. l felt as il a black pail had
fallen around me, and in tho future
there was only blank darkness, In
my misery | sought to comfort my
self by blaming him. "He need not
have spoken so to me, at any rate"
said I, out loud; he might have seen
how felt; it was too much for any
one to bear. 1t really was not one
bit kind in him. 1t is plain enough
that he does not care for my comfort
as he once did. Then to be always
telling me what nico things his moth
or cooks, when he knows | am trying
to do my very best 10 learn how to
please him! 1t is really too bad"
Don't look SO dreadlh'Iy sober,
Kate, My baby cried just here, and
| had to run before | was through with
my catalogue ofgrievances, yet had
gone far enough to get well on the
wrong track again. | hegan to calm
myself with the reflection that il there
had been great wrong done, l was
not tue only one to blame for it. |
was dreadfully sorry that l had spo-
ken cross to him, but thought he
ought to be sorry too. Before my
baby had finished crying, came to
the conclusion that ! would not or
hibit signs of peniionce until l saw
some in him.
So / bathcd my face that no traces
of tears might remain, dressed my
self with unusual caro-, and went
down to old Bridget, to give some vo'
ry particular directions about the
dinner. | did this with martyr.like
spirit meant to try my best 10
make him sorry for his injustice |
resolved to reproach him with u first
rate dinner-good as his mothercould
cook. To whet tho edge ofmy del
icatc rcproof, | made, with my own
hands, most excellent cup Of coffee
Que o'clock came at last, though
thought it never would; the doc,
opened aud heard bis quick step in
the hall. ofall things III this world
he was whistling! He came to the
table with bright face, from which