The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1859-02-26

Eror, tho Ohio c,,,;v..o~
,yh., shall BE- dun. with N. mi. Char.
lies.
ooh | feel as IT I'd nothing to live
for :" said a young wife of n half dozen
summers, to me f,w months ago; and
she moved about her work Ist!cs slv.
with the tears 10 her eyes and such
sorry heart-brvken look upon her
face
"Why, Nctt;e," rcplied, "you have
every thing 50 nice and cosy about you,
and YOUR husband is kind, and Winny
and Belle are such rare, sweet children,
I'm afraid dear. its YOU. own fault. il
YOU are no, perfectly happv.'
By this time Neitie was CRYING ont.
right. aud little Wiuuys lips were ouiy-
erinc and fixing themselves ready to rrv
too.
What | said and how GOT her ouict-
ed, smiling through her tears, and pat
tin, Bellies fat shoulders rs the little
birding nestled down to nurse. | need
not say ANY woman with a woman's $
heart will know.
All me guess there are Just such
bitter tears and crying spells all over the
world every day. arising from the same
causes. too.
almost think Ncttie could not really
define whv she was unhappy-perbaps
she did not know where the sting came
from that so pierced her poor heart -
But had observed that day at dinner,
that Charlie said the veal tasted as though
it was smoky; ard when Nettie asked
him to take another cup of coffee. he
shook his head and curlcd his lips in a
way that said. mo more, for pitv's sake.
Of that bitter stuff" or something ike
it. As he lef, the table he took up "ba
lie hellie - aud kissed her hut the liftla
creature had been sucking a bu,terci
crust. and her clammy kisses were none
If the sweetest OF clcancSt " pshaw
Belle :" he said a, he hurriediy drew out
white cambric handkerchief from his
pockct. and with an air Of disgust wiped
his mouth Il believe YOUR face is al
WAYS dirty; you're no, half so sweet as
Mrs. Lees Willie lie gave me lot of
kisses to-day, and he was As sweet as
though he had just came ou, Of a flower
garden "Go to mamma" he said, as
Belle dropped her crust. and reaching up
her little hands, cried loudly for her ps
to take her with him. "Go to ma, she
loves dirty babies ;" aud Charlie Cam Zen
pretty, winsome, graceful Charlie,
drew back in his spotless cleanliness,
that the clutchiny fingers might not touch
his faultless broadcloth
There was a shadow, and thence came
the sting. Oh, Charles, Charles with
the tender loving hearts Of such good
wives ia YOUR keeping, how often YOU
tramplc on them, thou oughtlcssiy-una,
ware.
Dear reader, the Mrs. Lee, mother Of
the immaculate bov baby, was a widow
yonne, handsome, coouetish-a perfect
snare and o, no wonder the Young wife
pressed her hand Oh her forehead aud
over her eyes he was her Charlie, she
lived for him and in her devotedness
could have died for him.
"Have some of those delicious rolls
for tea, Annette, won't you and some
of that honey | sent home Yesterday"
said Charlie. blandI-, AZ his wife tore
Belle away and held her open mouth
close to her bosom to muffi the hideous
wells.
"Well, will I'll have nice tea
come In good time, please - said tho
sweet broken winged creature, making :
smile come over her face. Charlie bow
ed and weut to his Office
was very intimate friend Of theirs
else dear Nettie had not moaned out tho
sorrowlng plaint al hour after" q
have nothing to live for -
knew he was very much to blame
but | would not tell her so; 1t wouIc
only help TO widen breach hetweer
them.
4 few evenings after, | walked t(
church with him 1t was three squares
distant, and / had eood opportunity o