The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1856-11-06
TOO MUCH HONEY"
BY HELEN L. BosTwICK.


iinued fidelity. | half wish something would
happen to disturb the current Of our connub al
| bliss for short time, say half an hour Or so.--
! Not that would do anything 10 make Henry
angry or jealous, or that wish him to grow
cap;icious or tyrannical. Oh, no but II some
accident, some triAing mistake or misunder
standing were to happen, just TO cause little
bit Of coolHess, for little bit of a while, it
strikes Inc it woHh give pleasant relish to the
mOnotony of our present liGe."
Thus solioquzed a pretty bride of seven
weeks, sitting alone in luxurious chamb r,
with basket of embroidery, and new novel
lying on the table beside her. With the latter
her attention had been engrossed nearly the
whole morning. and the circumstance, together
with her extreme youth, constitute the only ex.
cuse we can make for the inConsiderate speech
which had fallen from her lips.
! Henry is so generous she continued, look
! ing absenlly at the rings on her white fingers;
" so far above petty suspicious and surmscS,
that | suppose it would be impossible to make
him jealous of me, without doing something
actually bad, which, of course, | wouldn't do.
To be sure. I could make pretence Of being
angry with him; but then, he thinks me amia.
Bile, and | would like to have him continue
thinking so. Besides, want it TO be something
that shall seem really dreadful at the time
Heigh no | know lis all very foolish, and, per-
haps, if had something useful to do, | shouldn't
think of such thing; but, really, one does tire
of too much honey What keeps Henry so late
| wonder I'll go and see if there is ripe
strawberry to lay beside his plate. hear Ann
setting the table,
Bring your bonnet Mary, and let us take
walk. There's going TO be glorons sunset to-
night" said Henry White to his wife, a day or
two after the above soluquy. Mary needed no
urging, and they were soon strolling in the dircc
ftnt, f,f ,,la. unf ~ ~
moved from the rural village in which they re-
sided.
They sat in the shadows, and talked Of love
and poetry; they spoke OF their own courtshp,
and its happy consummation they quoted
Moore, and Burns, and endea yored to recolect
some passages from Browning and Tennyson,
bat failed. Laughing little al this, they made,
perhaps, the most practical observation they
had yet done, viz: that it was growing late, AMI
arose TO 90 home.
i On their way they met a gentleman of Mary S
acquaintance, who stopped aud spoke with them
few moments After they left him, Mary
noticed that her husband became less animated.
and finally their conversation ceased. She
fancicd that some business affair troubled him,
and when, near their own gate, they overlook ii
darling girl friend one whom she had not
seen since her marriage, the change in his man
ner was quite forgotten.
The young lady friend could not 20 in. "Oh!
not was too late! bat she had thousand
things to say to her dearest Mary-they would
walk ON together So Henry, cautioning his
wife not to remain out until the Gew fell, went
into the house alone, and the quandam school
girls walked slowly on in the gathering twilight,
chatting pleasantly of the olden times, and OF
Marys exquisite husband
1t was quite dusk when she again turned
hOmewErd. She walked rapidly lest Henry
should be alarmed for her safety at the san
time wondering little that lie did not come in
! search of her. and hail hoping she might find
him "just the least offended" Hurreiiy she
closed the gaze, and bounded up the gravel walk
Her husband set upon the piazza in the shadow
OF a pillar, and she was rushing past without
seeing him, when he suddenly sprang up, and
caught her by the arm,
Not quite so fast madam, if you please =
! said he in constrained tones that sent a thrill
through Mary's frame; '' have you another letter
from your adnrcr, that you make such haste p
What do you mean, Henry? / have M
letter" she exclaimed, looking him full in thu
face, with a vague fear that he wus deranged
crossing her mind.
: He made no answer, but led her to the lighted
parlor, and still retaining her arm seated heI
: upon the sofa and with the other hand held o
; letter before her.
" Have YOU not met Edward Baam second
I time this evening, he asked sternly.
No" was her answer, in tdllering, yet in
dignant tones. al met him but once, and you
were with me-"
"When, then, did he give you this letter 2"
"He did not give it me. never saw it be
fore
{ al found it BY The gate, as was going ou
u to meet you, and supposed you had dropped il
" If not the matter is little mended, since it i
: evident that the writer placed it there for yot
to find upon your return. But | anticipated
you, Read"
= Mary did read, and with wondcr.dlatin;
) eyes. 1t was addressed to her, and containe,
extravagant protestatous Of affection, will
various illusions to lormrr meetings and cores
!, pondence. The signature was simply e. b,
u Well, what do you think of it p inquire
J the cnraged husband, savagcy and Mary iel
: the iron grippe upon her arm tighten to painful
u ness,
y She burst into tears. I" | know not what f
think OF it, except that it is vile ialsehood,
! was all she could articuiale.
:" Do you mean TO say that you never coquet
ted with this man, never encouraged his al
r vances, or deceived me in regard to them? p
lie Neyer-never"
n "You cannot expect me TO believe you, Ma
l. ~, alter such proof of your guilt as | hold j
10 nv hand. Tell me the whole truth at one,
u and it shall b. better for you than dcceiymg III
re onger?'
l. ~ have told you the TRUTH she cried, treml
ie ling with terror, and weeping bitterly; " do, d
I'd believe me! What can this means? Oh al
a so miserable !"
Ell "lpity you, Mary, for see that you sulr
nd deeply, but | cannot believe you 1t is no III
ed longer denying the facts. Make full conf
nd sion at once, and i'll do not promise to furgi'
mt you, will, at least, regard your fault more len
emily. Dare you tell me-" he continue, d, ST
ing that Mary was abo"t to renew her pro e
,re tations OF innocence, " that you have not Il
OF met the writer of the letter, even Sc, king hi
III. in his Office rooms, aud exchanged vows of lu
aud coustancy. lfsu, listen, for have furtl
II proof. This dagurrreotype ionnd this eN
.he ming in a private drawer of your bureau"
"Oh, Henry, stop! | cannot bear:t ! q
the victim Of conspiracy diabolical plot.
the see it all! Bat though these things are again