The southern enterprise. [volume] (Greenville, S.C.) 1854-1870, 1859-12-29

sfS''.N f'.N' -" SNonsaS VIII her huspand, and where
he passes them she never knew Is he really
dissipsted, Georgefr And Mrs. Wilson iooked
inquiringiy into her husbands face -
Not very, Jenny" he answ cred (snd he relat.
ed Whist Mr.. johnson had said on their way
home.l |: He thinks you one OF the best women
living and be Is not alone In his epinion.--only
! think you. are just the very best.s And Mr..
Wilson drew his wife toward him, and kissed her
fondly.
That is, becatse have 90 good a husband, :
returned his wife. But really, wish something
could be done to mako their lives happier--I
pity them 50 much.s p t -T'.
When Mr.. johnson entered his home that even.
ing a for different scene awaited him. His wife,
dressed. In her morning wrapper. was rocking
the cradle, whiiea child sat on the Hoof crying
loudly, A stern" hush I, from his father silenc.d
him, and, after looking all round the room, and
seeing no preparations for supper. he Inquired in
fretfni tone. f Il would ever be ready. A short
"yesi' from bis wife was the only answer he re-
ceived, So, taking up a paper, he set down and
commenced reading but Freddy began crying
again, and woke the baby, who mineied h;s
voice with his brother-which the weary mother
yainiy endeavoredto to stop by rocking the cradle
faster end harder. ut the same time scoldinR a,
Freddy. ts5sss slt
Good Heasensi was there ever such A home r
exclaimed johnson, throwing down his paper
and, going to the cradle, he took the little one
in his arms, and soon succeeded in quietine him
again. -. s X. ~ =. -
In the meanwhile. his wife had hurried with
supper, and the two sat down to their cherries
meal.
Are you sick. Emily, = asked Afr. johnson, as
ihs wife refusedf everything. aid eat leaning her
head discensolately, upon her hand. sy
No, but i am very tired" she answered.
And then followed long and tedious account
Of her various troubles with children and SER
wants ending with ct of tears Nov IL this had
only happened occasionally, Mr.. johnson could
have borne il very well, but it was the same
nearly every night and, rs he was not in very
pleasant mood, IL moved him exceediugly.--
Pushing back his almost untasted supper, he
sold ~ is.tls. - .f..s,gsas g
- don't see why You do not gct along better,
There is MIRA Wilson, who never has any such
trouble. wish you would ask her to show you
how TO manage" -. ..,. -
.Mrs. Wilson, exclaimed his wife, :.:.r. .eht.
y. % You are always holding her up to me az
model H isa pity you didn't marry her.
We might all have been better Off =
al wish I had, mnttered johnson, as he arose
from the table and, taking his hat left the house,
Mrs. johnson left the table; and, throwing her.
self upon n lounge. she wept bitterly. Hitherto,
her husband had borne patiently with, all her
grumbling and faultfnding and never before
had he spoken as though he regretted his mar
riage with her She thought Of his love for her,
Of the many little acts Of kindness he had shown
her; and che remembered how she had repaid
them with csreless Indifference to his comfort,
and neglect toward their children. She deter
mined that henceforths he should have no reason
to envy Mr.. Wilson, his wife and happiness.
After johnson left the house, he felt but little
inclination to visit his partner, sight of whose
happy home would only render him still more
discontented with his own life so he went TO the
town hall and listened to speeches from some OF
the ablest political speakers Of the day. It was
very late when he returned home. and he found
the house perfectly quiet, and his wife asleep
As he stood beside her, he thought OF the time
when he had won her from her chlJhoods home
and taken her TO q new one amid strangers. -
He remembered, with sorrow. every tnkind word
he bad ever spoken TO her. and, bending over
her, he kissed her fondly but 50 deep was her
slun,6er, thatit did not disturb her.
The next morning, much to his aurprise, the
children were oil dressed and at the table, and
he was met by his wife, dressed in neat robe,
who bade. him good morning, as they took their
place At the table twas Ike q dream every
thing was 90 strange The children were quiet,
and his wife was pleasant and agreeable and he
fingered at the table much longer than was his
custom. At length he arose, and, putting on hi.
coat said ,.D 4
"Iam going 10 the city, Emily. and shalt not b
back before the day after to,tnorrew. Is there
any thing you wantf"
"Nothiug at ALL answered his wife. "coms
back as possible"
"I'll do that willingly" he replied. as he hur
ried away.
Oh how the young wife longed 70 tell him o
her determination TO render his home tho mcsl
pleasan. place In all the world 70 him, to ast
him TO forgive her past errors, and to bear pa
tiently with her faults; but she had resolved t,
wait until she had made the trial e the smply
badc him goodbye and after hehad gone, sh,
busted herself with little household duties which
| she had hitherto sadly neglected. z
That afternoon, while Mrs Wilson was seated
in her little parlor, visitor was announced, aud
TO her supprise. il proved TO be Mrs johnson, who
as che laid asids her bonnet and shawl, said :.
| = suppose You hardly expected me 20 return
your call 30 soon, bat have come to have con
4 Haential talk with you; SO take your sewinl
again. and do not let me interrupt you in any
thing EFl 20
II confess am somewhat surpriseds yet non