Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1855-04-19
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Ny Husband--yA Life Sketch.

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Ny Husband--,A Life Sketch. !
My husband is a very strange
man. 70 think how he could .bave
grown SO provoked about such ht-
tie thing as that scarlet scarf
Well, there is no use in trying to
drive him. I've settled that in my
1nird. But he.canbe coaxed, cant
he though! And from this time
SHAFT / know~llow 10 manage him!
Still there is no denying, Mr.. Ads
ans is strange mais.
- You see, it was this morning at
breakfast, i said tUhi,n, ..Henry, |
mast have one Of those ten dollar
lscarfs at Stewards. They are per-
I fectly charming, and viii cores
pond so nicely with my maroon
velvet cloak. ] want to 60 This
morning and get one before they
are gone.
Ten dollars don't grow on eve-
Try bush, Adelne; and just now.
!, times are pretty bard you know"
lie answered, in dry, careless kind
of tone, which irritated me greatly.
Besides that, | knew he could al
ford to get me the scarf just as
well as not, only perhaps, my man
=ner of requesting il did not quite
suit his lordsiiip.
"Genllemen who can afford TO
| buy satin vests al ten dollars apiece,
can have no motive but penufious-
.fness, Tor ohjecting to give their
! wives as much for a scarf" fretort.
ed, glancing at the money, which, a
Ilew memenls before, he had laid by
! my plate, requesting ME To- procure
/! one orhims lie always trusts my
taste in these matters. | spoke an
griIy, and should have been sorry
'Efor il HE next moment, ii he had
not answered.:
"You will then charge it TO my
ipenuriousness, suppose, when ]
tell youi hat yon cannot have anelh-
er ten dollars"
"WeII, then. ] will take this and
get scarf. You. can do without
1.-THE vest this fall, and lookup the
bill aud left the room, for he did
not answer me.
/ lneed il and must have it! was
my mental observation, as | washed
my tear-swellen eyes and adjusted
my hair for a walk on Broadway;
but all the While there was wills
pering at my heart: 'Don't do it.
Go and buy the vest for your bus
band;' and at last, that inner voice
triumphed. | went down to the
tailor's bought the vest, and brought
il home.
! "Here il is, Henry; | selected the
color that | lhunght would suit you
best. Isn't it ricb?" i said as ! TN.
! folded the vest after dinner, for
somehow, my pride was all gone.
| | had felt SO much happier since the
scarf had been given up.
He did not answer me, but there
" as such look Of tenderness fill
ing his dark eyes, as his lips fell on
my forehead, that it was as much
as l could do to keep from crying
outright.
But the cream Of the story is not
told yet. AT night, when became
home 10 iea,, he threw little: bun
die into my lap. / opened il, aud
there was the scarlet scarf, the very
one set my heart on at Stewards
yesterday.
ooh, Henrsrr'I said, looking up
aud trying TO thank him, but my
lips trembled; and the tears dashed
over the eyelashes, and he drew
my head TO his heart and smoothed
down my curls, and murmured the
old loving words in my ear, while
cried there long time, but my
tears were such sweet ones.
He is strange man, my rus
band, but be is noble one too, on
| Iy7it is little hard to find II out
sometimes, and it seems to me that
my heat says it more earnestly to-
night, than il ever did before. God
bless him!s
THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE, &c.
The Rochester American says
the following private despatch went
through ty telegraph about month
since:- .s,s>
"Charlie and Julia met at SIS
yesterday quarrelled and parted
forever-met again this morning,
and parted to meet no more met