Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1855-09-13
MRS. PH,P,s DOUGH FACE.

Inns. PHlP's DOUGH FACE
MIR. Phips was a good man and a lov
ing husband, as everybody, even toth'
Eservan5s and sewing girls who wer'
employed about bis house, willingl,
and admiringly testified. a
My DEAR said he to Mrs. Phips
one fine, clear winter morning, (hs
alwayscalled his wife my DEAR which
proves my opening assertion,) } my
dear, / am sorry to be absent all nigh
from your sweet company, and from
my dear home; but | believe I shall
be obliged 60 away on business, this
P. NJ, and am afraid l shall not be
able to return till tomorrow afternoon.
Where are you going, my dear!'
asked Mrs. Phips, with sweet smile.
TO Providence, to see about that
Lane affair of which I told you
oh said Mrs. Phips, with an ar
of satisfaction. She evidently had
no objection to the projected jaunt.
Mr.. Phips accordingly departed.
The weatherhad been remarkably cool
for several days, and pretty little Mrs.
Phips was very much troubled with
ehapped face. 1t had been quite sore,
and iretted her little. She was ahaid
it diminished her beauty, and render
her an object less pleasing in her hus-
bands eyes.
AS she sat sewing that afternoon,
she thought over what she had better
do to cure the unpleasant rough
ness.
q know what I can do" said she
aloud @I'Il put dough covering on
my face to-nighs5, and by tomorrow
il viii be as soft and smooth as ever"
So that evening she made Dolly,
the chamber maid, bring up pint Of
dough, and after making all due prep
aration for bed, she rolled and plated
out a sort of mask; end taking care
to make a place to breath, through,
also hole for each eye, she stuck it
on her face, ard tying it fast with a
napkin, laid herself peacefully down
to rest. &C.
Now it happened that MIR. Phips
met man on the road to Providence,
who had urgent business with him,
and i6became necessary that he should
return to Boston.
y He did SO and gave his entire
to his companion until near
eleven o'clock that night, when he
turned his steps toward home.
He smiled gently to himself, as ne
trod the crisp ground of the common,
over which his path led him; and one
could easily guess he was thinking Of
the pleasant surprise his wife would
feel, upon seeing him home SO soon.
He entered bis house with night
key, aad, as it was bright moon
light, he thought it useless to light up
tie Gas to undress by, so he moved
about without it. The rays of the
moon FIJI across the bed and illumina-
ted. what! surely that ghastly visage
was not the face of his dear gs0Je.
As the eyes Of the horror stricken
man rested on the horrible strange
thing, living on the white pillow, where
The (te his eyes, beautiful face Of Nam
ey belonged, be uttered an unearthy
sound. somewhere between groan
.anoath and death rattle, and stagger-
ed back againsta chair, on which
Mrs. Phips had placed a pitcher OF
water and a glass. The chair and
its contents, with. Mr.. Phips on top
of the broken glass and china, came
to the floor. Up jumped the fearful
vision, and, in a sepulchral voice,
demanded. ewhat is it?'' then cried,
sthieves! robbers!'' and "fre!" almost
In abreath. a5 81 : =
The unfortunate husband, half dis
tracted by bewildering terror, started
for the door. But the brave goblin
had no idea Of letting robber escape
so. She rushed after him, and down
stairs the two raced-he, with bis
hair rising and si!fening in all direc,
tons over his head, and the blood
dripping from half a dozen gashes
in his body; she, screaming with d might dg t
and main for ohelp! help!' her muttled
tones sounding worse and worse at
every word. On and on went the
twain, t till the large dining hall was
reached. There the terrified servants
were meditating whether they had