Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1859-04-22

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ufacturc, II possible, bit OF blue over
head for my friend.
called on her at an early hour. She
seemed surprised, and little embarrassed
20 see me at such an unseasonaLle time.
but quietly took Of my caPo-bonne,.
using II for a fan, and asked her TO sit
down q little while aud hear me talk. ]
felt as II had been wasting too much SYM
pathy upon her or rather, something very
foolish. that went by tha, name. had
now como to offer something better-some-
thing that the mos, OF people were too proud
too self confident to accept. Ny only eI'
cusc was rich hear,fs,, interest in her
welfare. Would she suffer me to go on'
" Yes she supposed had been hearing
some new tale Of scaudal regarding her cx.
travagancc, her unhappy disposition, her
dislike Of the country. nigh, speak rs
long n. I liked, she was getting hardened.
it made but very little difference to her
wha, people though, or .aid regarding her
affairs"
rhi. was said in sioical sort Of. way.
and her face wore not 90 much Of its usual
discomfort, as II did Of something no, so
good cvCn-a fixed determined look Of GO.
ing on in the old way ill il ended in a sour
indifference. mi.anthropic hate for every
thing that lived in the sunshine however
perscyercd. | had come TO spend the
day, and Jenny Manning should be the hap
pier for IL.
glanced about the rough looking apart
ment, at the s,iG dining chairs. the bare
table. There were no ornaments, no pic
turc-, none Of those pretty little things tha,
50 brighten up and render beautiful our
homes. The prospect was drcary one.
For a momen, | thought il was enough to
make any one miserable. Then | though,
OF the pretty nicknacks that | had admired
in b r city homc-l remembered certain
wcll.Lound volumes, that might be pre-
ciou. companions would she but let them
talk To her.
I felt that /, was oflittle use for me TO
lay my plan. before her then, or to give
her any advice. so told her to 90 on with
her task and would amuse myself. !
went out in tho orchard and found Mr..
Manning hard at work. lie greeted me
with good.nnturcd smile. saying, " lie
was not only glad 10 see me on Jcnny's ac'
count. bu, on hi. own. H. liked company
but i, wa. not 80 necessary for him Us for
hi wife"
| asked him wha, hc thought about FIX.
ing the old house up1 "Ifhe didn'tthink
It would have tendency to make Jenny
better contented?"
{" lIc didn't know as il would-he
though, likely she would insist upon his
selling out, and then the repairs would
bring In nothing" Mr.. Manning was one
Of those persons who could see thing in
il. proper light as long rs another held the
veil aside that blinded him. when ho was
Obliged 20 do bis own thinking.
1t is such trouble, Anna. What
would you do Grs,?"
Procure whI,c-wash, and make every
dark. smoky corner pure"
And then what?"
Lishten up your paint. 80 much
wood work needs to wear pleasant color
to the eyes"
"And them"
Paper your rooms with some pretty,
not gaudy or expensive hanging" So it
was settled. and in our cheerful talk about
it at the dinner. table, I could see tina, even
the wife was beginning to feel interested,
Though she had but little to say.
| helped her to put away the dinner
things and prevailed upon her to take the
baby-the other children were at school
for ramblc ; pure air and iores, shade
| knew would bring back my cid friend to
her own natural scli-and il did. Instead
Of shedding tears and saying, Poor Jen-
nv :" a. | had had so many times before.
when patiently listening to tho recital Of
her sorrows, I said, " Happy Jenny !" and
drew a picture for her to look upon, color
ed with brightest tints Of ima:ination-l
praised the husband.
She was beginning to slightly look down
on him as she saw him day after day, come
in with hardened hands and embrowned
brow.
/ told her all the clever things ! had
heard said Of him interested her IN him
the blue eyes were even smiling. Then !
warmed the mothers heart up, rs | spoke
Of her children, and Of the Necessity Of rem
dcrins their home attractive. that they
might no, lon: Tor the time to come when
they might leave it, and all It's unpleasant
associations, unified for the temptations
and trials beyond. oh a true mother
was n divine artist-would she send dclaced
IMAGE. abroad over tho world '-ielormi.
~ from one generation to another Could
she bear un.hrinking the curse Of - many?
"God made the coun,ry-man. the
town." Luxuries were not to bc despised
riches we're not to be depised-but neiih-
er could alone bestow hapPiness-refne-
ment, beauty. could dwell in tho humble't
cot, and these were far more to DO desired.
She had children moro beautiful than the
finest statuary, flowers sweeicr than all The
tin.el Of millionaire's parlor; and land
.cape from each window Of such exquisite
light and shade, such rare blending OF col