Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1854-03-29
KATE HCNTLEY,S EXAGGERA-
TION


Mrs. Huptley to her dress maker who was
measuring silk by the yard thousands
and plenty"
Just then she caught sly glance from
her young husband, as he looked over
his paper. She knew it was in rcbukc
for her cxaggeraLion; and she said laugh
to die SO Just let me talk as l please l
don't hinder YOU"
, William Huntley had never been pleased
with this popularity Of this pretty bride
The habit of eXa Igcralion he knew led
Ious falSehood. Ever since their wedding
propensity But alas he found, like
many other lords Of creation, that
when Il woman won't she troar
And there's is the end ont"
Never was the young and handsome
hate Huntley more valuable, or in better
spirits than TO day. The magic Of fine
colors and rich Sil&s, and the wining small
talk Of the little dress-maker, who was a
drOM genius in her way, had set her tongue
on hinges, and she inIulged her besetIing
habit with perfect abandon.
The HuntIeys were to have a small par
ty in the evening, and Mr.. Hunlley deter
mined TO try an experiment which he had
long in contemplation. So when the la
dies had assembled. and the gentlemen
were fast dropping in, with the rest came
young Huntey, looking quite flushed
and nervous.
why are you SO late, Mr.. Iuntiey ?"
asked his wife, looking up with mock dis
pleasure.
My dear, il il had been to make my
last will and testament, | couldn't have
come any sooner" he said earnestly
I've have been working like a dray-
horse thousands of clerks to oversee,
twenty thousand OF carloads to ship off,
millions OF accounts TO attend TO besides,
it's been hotter than six ovens all day.
BY this time every eye was on him
astonishmenL and mirth predominant ; bu
orr young husband took it cody wiped
his heated brow, and looked as unconccrn
ed and innocent as if he had said nothing
to attract attention, but this wifc'S rosy
checks grew roster.
What do you think of L--'3 new
book ?' asked IL gentleman, as the con,
versation turned into literature.
" Heavenly - exclaimed IIuntley. roll,
ing his eyes, and casting a half glance to.
wards his wife. " 1t sets me in perfect
rapturcs-I feed on ambrosia-I drink
nectar. If | could see the author, | should
certainly take my heart in my hand, and
give 1t to him. y smile went around the
assembly.
BY the way, I've been round to AL
lens new house." he added, following ur
his advantage. " Happy Allen what a
situation. Soft, balmy airs. blowing ovel
salt marsh loaded with vapors--a place
OF a house, two stories high, and painted
yclIow-glorious trccs-cut down within
foo! Of the gruund-splendid garden
with one rose. husband Wilderness of
pig S-wccd-charming vicw-lllts on every
slde-dcII8htIul Pond-pecpng here and
there under the thick green scum and
duck weed-I should think Allen sho Id
be happy as-wcIl, l can't think Of any
thing less than king.
by this time the company were pretty
well inlLi'tcd into lIuntIey's secret. The
ladies laughed family for they were every
one OF them guilty in greater or less de-
gree OF hyperbole-as perhaps you may
De- reader They rallied however, and
jested with their tormcntor, bup he sustain
eu MS part admirably throughout the
''S'y sung lnaL was sung Olu
lair to set him in rapIurcs. If he told
tne truth he WAS intcn linz to lie twenty
umcs-transpOrtedo out Of himself with iov
Twice as often: never WAS 50 drli5htcd in
all his life, every five miuu,es-and bv
the way he riSked his thousands onn
would have thought him cashier of the
Bank Of England. Everything was "snb-
lime, or "horrble, every woman beau.
tiful as an angel" or " hnmey as hedge
fence"
In vain his pretty wife endeavored by
all the masonic signs of wedlock, to stop
her roguish husband and she could
scarcely keep her equanimiLy till the last
guest had gone. Then she burst in,o a
passion Of tears, and " would not be com
forted"
Come, Katy, tell me how it all looked
ana sounded" said Huntley, half relen-
"ns that he had vexed her SO.
.,, GU know you looked ridiculous, -
Ino,' Ime answered through her sobs "you
,~isL J" you mortified me half to death, l
,"o''III., mInotNer- had-been- n-here-you
woT'"n m have dared to treat me so, I
snail Teger A0td up n.y head o2qin in socie
~ l thought l should die p -
" Now Katy" replied her busba,dao
sParing at the failure of his efforts f'.T .anS ue
do you think it souaded yesterdav wIo" no"
you declared your neck was broken ba
cause you triPPed over a bush-or when