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something to say. Thus we lived for a year
two. Twas very happy. think people
we're often surprized to see us continue so long
to enjoy each others society with so much
zest
But there was this about it, as yet had
nOthng to try me. We were boarding, had
no care, and with tenderness and interest was
a sovereign panaces for the little ails and rough.
ness which must fall to US in our best estate
This could not last, however, forever. He be.
came more and more occupied in his business
and at length had house and a baby To look
after. Then, for the first time, our mutual
forbeSrance was put to the test Hitherto, We
had been devoted TO each other, now the real
cares oflife pressed upon us so as often really
to absorb our energies. was the first to feel
the change 1t seemed to me as II something
was Overshadowing us. Sometimes 1 would
get sentimental, and think he did not love me
as he once did. As look back now, am
convinced that here was my FIRST wrong step
Indulgence in these moods weakened my reso-
luton. 1t was an injustice to him, of which l
ought not to have been guilty 1t left me, too
with wounded feeling. as i'll had been wrong.
ed. which began to affect my spirits.
Once, 1 had for some time carried about
this little sore spot in my heart. l kept the
matter all to myself, for l was in part ashamed
and in part too proud to speak of it. Here
was another wrong step. There is no security
of happiness in married life but in the most
perfect confidence.
There came season of damp, chilly wealth
er. One morning got up feeling very irrita.
BILE. l had taken cold; and my baby had been
worrisome during the night In my kitchen !
had cross, ignorant servant girl; and on this
particular morning she had done her very
worst for breakfast. The beef steak was burn.
ed to a cInder; the eggs were like bullets, the
bread was half baked, and the coffee. which
was our main stay, was execrable. My hus.
band was very patient with all this until il
came to the coffee, and this upset him. He
put his cup down, and said in half vexed
tone, Il do wish we could ever have any good
coffee. Annette, why cannot you have it made
as my mother does.
This was the drop too much for me, and I
boiled over. You never think anything on
our table ft to be eaten,' said I, and l almost
started at the sound ofmy own voice-'you had
better live at home, if you are not satisfied
or else provide me with decent servants. |
cannot do everything-take care of my baby
all night. and get the breakfast too''
4 did not know before that was so very
unreasonable, said he, in a tone of injured
feeling. He sat few minutes. then rose, left
his untasted breakfast. put on his hat and went
out.
When heard the door shut behind him, al
my temper left me, | went into my room,
locked myself in, sat down and cried like q
child. This was the first cross word had ev.
er spoken to my husband. II seemed to me
as if some sudden calamity had befallen u.s.
worked myself up to such pitch of feeling
that walked about the room, constantly ring
ing my hands.
Oh, it is all over with u.s. thought I, 'wt
shall never be happy again in this world This
thought made me unspeakabIy miserable.
felt as if black pail had fallen around me
and in the future there was only blank-dark
ness, In my misery, sought to comfort my
self by blaming him. He need not have spo
ken to me at any rate.' said I, out loud; h
might have seen how I felt, it was too much
for any one to bear. 1t really was not one bi
kind in him. plain enough that he doe
not care for my comfort as he once did. Ther
TO be always telling me what nice things his
mother cooks, when he knows am trying tC
do my very best to learn to please him! 1t il
|, really too bad.
Don't look so dreadfuy sober. Kate. Ny
baby cried Just here, and had 10 run before
was through with my catalogue of grievances
yet I had gono far enough to get we'll on tb'
wrong track again. began to calm myself
with the reflection that il there had been
great wrong done I was nCt the only one tc
blame for it. / was very sorry that haC
7 spoken cross to him. but Thought he ought tt
be sorry too. Before my baby had finished
crying. came to the conclusion that I would
not exhibit signs of penitence until l saw some
in him.
So I bathed my face that no traces Of tears
might remain, dressed myself with unusua
{ care, and went down to old Bridget to give
some very particular directions about the din
, ner. Ibid this with martyr-lke spirit.
meant to try nv best to make him sorry fol
his injustice. l resolved 60 reprOach him will
first rate di nner, good as bis mother coul'
? cook. To whet the edge of my delicate re
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