Delaware weekly Republican. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1841-188?, 1857-08-27

and could not come till after tea. My young
friend had not taken much pains In her attire.
Indeed, her appearance mortified me, as IL con-
trasted so decidedly with that Of the other la
dies who were present. and could not help
suggesting to her that she was wrong in being
so Indifferent about her dress. But she laugh
ingly replied to me, 8 You know my fortunes
mado now, Mrs. Smith. can afford to be neg,
ligent in these matters. It's great waste Of
time to dress so much.'
tried to argue against this, but could make
no impression upon her.
About an hour after tea, and while we were
all engaged in pleasant conversation, the door
Of the parlor opened, and in walked Mr.. Doug
lass. At first glance thought | must be mis-
taken. But no il was Edward himself. But
what a figure he did cuti His uncombed hair
was standing up, in stiff spikes, in hundred
different ways. His face could not have felt
the touch of q razor for two or three days and
he was guiltlcss of clean linen for at least the
same length of time. His vest was soiled, his
boots unblacked, and there was an unusual
hole in one of his elbows.
why, Edwardl' exclaimed his wife, with q
look Of modification and distress, as her hus-
band came across the room, with face in
which no consciousness Of the figure he cut
could be detected.
s.Why, my dear fellow, what is the matter n
said my husband, frankly for he perceived
that the ladies were beginning to litter, and
the gentlemen were looking at each other, try
ing to repress their risible tendencies, and
therefore deemed it to be best throw of all res
traint onthe subject.
The tnatter7 Nothing's the matter, be-
lieye. Why do You ask y Douglass looked
grave.
swell may we ask what's the matter!'' BROKE
in Cora energetically. How could you CONF
here in such plight y
| In such plighi2' And Edward Iooke(
| down at himself, felt of his beard, and run hi
fingers through his hair. whats the matter
Is anything wrong2'
You look as il you had Just walked vi
from nap OF week, with your clothes Oh
and came off without washing your face o
combing your hair said my husband.
so And Edwards countenance brightene
little. Then he said, with much gravity Q
manner
I've been extremely hurried of late, an
only left my store few minutes ago. hard
" thought it worth while to go home to dre'
up. knew you were all frieLds here. Beside
as my fortunes made l'-and he glanced, wit
look not to be mistaken, towards his wife, c
don't feel called upon to give as much after
ton to mere dress as formerly. Before wa
married, it was necessary to be particular i
these matters, but now it is OF no consequence
turned towards Cola. Her face was lk
crimson. In a few minutes she arose, an
and Edward came after us pretty soon. II
found his wife in tears, and sobbing almost his
tericaly.
I've got carriage at the door, he said
me aside, half laughing, half serious. "S
help her on with her things, and we'll retire i
disorder.'
But it's toe bad in you, Mr.. Douglass
replied.
Forgive HE for making your house tn
scene of this lesson to Cora he whispered
1t had to be given, and thought woul
. venture to trespass upon your forbearance.'
Fll think about that said I, in return.
In few minutes Cora and her husband re
, tired, and in spite of good breeding, and eN
, erything else, we all had hearty laugh owe
the matter on my return to the parlor, when
, explained the curious scene that had just OF
" Cured.
=, How Cora and her husband settled the alfa
. between themselves, never inquired. ri
:, one thing IS certain-I never saw her in a slo,
" emily dress afterwards, at home or abroad. 81
was cured.