The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1855-05-24
NUMBER l8..
my HUSBAND.
A LIFE SKETCH.

My husband is very strange man To
think he could have grown SO provoked about
such little thing as that scarf
Well, there's no use trying to drive him. 1
have settled that in my mind. But he can be-
coaxed, can't he though and from this time
hence!orlh shau'tI know how to manage
hima Still there's no denying Mfr Adams is
a very strange man.
You see, it was this morning at Breakfast;
! I said 10 him, "Hauy, mus, have one Of
those ten dollar scarfs at Stew arts. They
are perfectly charming. and will correspond
so nicely with my maroon velvet cloak. +
want to 60 out this morning and get one, be.
fore they are all gone" G Ten dollars don't
grow on every bush Adaline; and just now
times are pretty hard, you know he an
swered in dry careless tone, which irritaed
me greatly. Beside that, knew he could
afford TO get me scarf jus, as we'll as not,
only perhaps, my manner Of requesting ii did
not quite suit his lordsb:p.
"Genllemen who can afford 10 buy satin
vests at ten dollars apiece, can give no mo.
tive but penuriousness for objecting to give
their wives as much for scarf" retorted,
as glanced at the money which few mo.
ments before he had laid by the side of my
plate, requesting me TO procure one for him;
he always trusts my taste in these matters.
] spoke angry. should have been sorry
Tor it the mex, momenL if he had no, answer.
ed.
You will not then attribute II to my penu-
rlousness, suppose, when tell you can
lot let you have another ten dolIafs.'
swell, then, will take this and ge, me
the scarf. You can do without your vest this
fall and took up the bills and left the loom
for he did not answer me.
Il need ii end mu st have it, soliloquixed
as washed my tear swollen eyes, and adj ,
justed my hair for walk down Broadway
but all the while there was a still small voice
in my heart, Don't do it. Go and buy the
vest for your husband and at last (would
you believe i) that inner voice triumphed.--
| went down 10 the tailor's, selected the yes,
and brought it home.
"Here it is, Henry, selected the color
which | thought would suit you best. Isn't
it richW said, as unfolded the vest after
dinner, for somehow my pride was all gone.
had felt SO much happier ever since had
resolved 10 forego the scarf.
Ashe did not answer me, but there was
such look oe tenderness filling his dark
handsome eyes, as his lips fell 10 my fore.
head, that it was as much as could do to
keep from crying outright
But | havn't told you the cream of the
story yet AT night when he came home TO
supper he threw little bundle into my lap.
Wondering greatly what ii could be, open.
ed it, and there was the scarlet scarf, the
very one set my heart on at Stewards yes.
terday.
"0h! Henry" said, looking up and try.
ing 10 thank him, but my lips trembled, and
then the tears dashed over the eye 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 strange man, my husband, but he
is noble one too, only it is little hard to
find it out sometimes, and il seems TO me
my heart never said it so deeply as il does
onight God bless him Home Kisitor.