The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1856-09-04

wife left her sat by the CRATE and went
over to the sofa where her husband was
sitting. There was Il little more mois-
turc on her lashes than nature requires
in her healthy mood, but still she was
silent until her hu,blud had flushed the
peru,al Of his newspaper, th1n she said
wsth a forced chocrfulness
&" | wish husband that you would try
and be a little more aff,ctionate toward,
Albert; it is so necessary for his happi-
ness to be loved
We'll, | don't know bat it is; bu. |
rather think it is rather small business
for man to be fussing over children /; |
believe in leaving such things to the
women. If [ provide you with the
handsomest house in this fashionable
street and keep you and the children
furnished with spending monay, why,
that is my part without making fool Of
myself by hugging and kissing the juve-
niles But let me tell you, Alice, that
you are spelling that boy by making
such baby of him but then he is just
like you, after ALL and Mr.. Griswoll
threw down the paper and arose from
his seat to make preparations to 60 to
his office, and half an hour afterwards
he was in State street discussing busi-
ness with others, who, like himself,
thought that a bird could but be happy
in golden cage, though it stood where
the sun of love seldom penetrated
When Mrs Griswold heard her hus-
band close the front door, she buried
her face in the soft pillow that lay on
the sofa and wcpt; she indeed scarcely
knew why, for she was surrounded by
every comfort that money could buy,
and was looked upon in society as one
Of the favored in fortune. A careless
spectator would have deemed it migrate
full in the wife as she reclincd amid
these costly surroundings, to weep for
what seemed to be imaginary woes but
seldom can the super fetal observer pcne-
tratc beyond the surface, and thus 1t
was in Mrs. Giswold's case, for as those
hot tears courscd slowly down her fair
check, her mind went back to her cot
tage home that nestled in summer amid
green leaves near the roadside, with
broad fields and dark woodlands in the
back ground, where from childhood up
to the hour of her departure from home
as bride, she had ever been wont to
lay her head upon her mothers breast
when weary or sad, and receive sym
rathy, a sure antidotc for earth's cares.
And she remembered, too, a pale, still
youth who sat in the village church and
gozcd on her on the morning of her
bridal. When younger, he had broken
for her the snow path in winter, while
on their way to school had helped her
to master the difficult lessons, and often
sheltered her from all blame when the
fault was hers.
But he was poor; his widowed mo-
ther only owned the little cottage in
which she lived, and where the son cul-
tivatcd the small garden; but he never
seemed poor to Alice, until the wealthy
Mr.. Griswold stopped at her mothers
one day to enquire the way to rich
neighbor's dwelling, and from that time
she forgot all she said to Albert Marriott,
when he told her how much he loved
her, and with joy his mother looked for
ward to the time when her sweet songs
wculd be sung in his own little cottage
for the monicd man come again. AS
his Golfers were full, he wished to orna-
ment his possessions, and never had he
seen an ornament so much to his mind
as Alice Clafin; so when he rode to his
friend country seat again, he called at
the cottage and convinced Mrs. Clahn
of his opulcnco and popularity. The
widows mind was dazzled with the Ia.
blcau of wealth that he presented, and
from this time she urged her daughter
to become bis wife and remove to the
city. At first Albert timdly expostu-
lated, and pointed to the gildel cages
that held their wealthy neighbours birds, b,
debarred from freedom to roam in their
native element, but all arguments we're
overruled by the mother and daughter
Money was the magic power that was to