Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1855-07-26
GALLIPOLIs, OHIO. JULY 90. 1855.

Iarriving from Russia, they will oulv h,
allowed to cross the frontiers at N,
stations Of Nimmersatt. Rajohren
Langellen and Paschenkrug, all th,
others being for the present hermeticsI
ly closed, except to goods and passen
gers going from this side of the frontier
into Russia.-Cor. London NeIrs.
My HUsBAND-BY VIRGINIA p. TOWNS
END.-My husband is a very strang,
man. To think how he should hav,
grown so provoked about such it'll,
matter as that scarlet scarf. Well
there's no use trying to drive him. I've
settled that in my mind. But he car
be eoaxed-can't he though-and from
this time henceforth shan't know how
to manage him? Still there is no de-
nying that Mr.. Adams is very strange
man.
You see it was this morning at break
fast, l said to him, "Henry, l must
have one Of those ten dollar scarfs al
Stuarts. They are perfectly charming
and will correspond so nicely with my
maroon velvet cloak. Iwant to go out
this morning and get one before they
are all gone"
"Ten dollars don't grow on every
bush, Adeline; and just now times are
pretty hard you know" he answered
in dry careless kind of tone, which ir-
ritated me greatly. Besides l knew he
could afford to get me the scarf Just as
well as not; perhaps my manner of re-
questing it did not suit his lordship.
"Gentlemen who can afford to buy
satin vests at ten dollars apiece, can
have no motive but penuriousness for
objecting to give their wives as much
for scarf" Ihad glanced at the mon
ey which few minutes before he had
laid beside my plate requesting me to
procure one fol- him; he always trusts
my taste in such matters. / spoke an
grily, I should have been sorry for it
the next moment, if he had not answer
ed.
"You will then attribute it to my De-
nuriousness l suppose, when tell you
cannot let you have another ten dollars
to-day"
"Well, then, / will take this and get
me the scarf. You can do without your
vest this fall" and l took up the bills
and left the room, for he did not answer
me.
81 need it. and must have it, solil-
oquized, as 1 washed my tear swollen
eyes and adjusted my hair for a walk
down Broadway; but all the while there
was still small voice in my heart whis-
pering, "Don't do it. Go and buy a
vest for your husband" and at last,
(would you believe it?) that the inner
voice triumphed. 1 went down to the
tailor's, selected very fine vest, and
brought it home.
"Here it IS, Henry. l selected the
color which thought would suit you
best. Isn't it rich?" 1 said as l un-
folded the vest after dinner, for some
how my pride was all gone. 1 had felt
so much happier since l had resolved to
forego the scarf.
He did not answer me, but there was
such look Of tenderness filling his dark
handsome eyes, as his lips dropped to
my forehead, that it was just as much
as could do to keep from crying out
right.
But l havn't told you the cream of
the story yet. At night when he came
home to supper, he threw little bun
die into my lap. Wondering greatly
what it could be, 1 opened it, and there
was the scarlet scarf, the very one had
set my heart on at Stuart's yesterday.
"Oh! Henry" 1 SAID, looking up and
trying to thank him, my lips trembled,
and then the tears dashed over nv eve
lashes, 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 a long
time; but, oh! my tears were such sweet
ones.
He is a strange man, my husband,
but he is a noble one, too; and his
heart is in its right place after all, only
it is little hard to find it sometimes;
and it seems to me my heart never saw
It so deeply as it does to-night-God
bless him.