Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1859-10-06

knew that 1t was Tor him that she was at
work.
Praise your WIFE" The words were be-
fore the eyes of his mind, and he could not
look away from Them But he was not ready
for this yet. He still felt moody and unfor-
giving. The expression of his wiie's face he
interpreted to mean Immature, and with ILL
nature he had no patience. His eyes fell
upon the newspaper that lay spread out before
him, and he read the sentence:
"a kind cheerful word, spoken in a gloomy
home, is like the rift in cloud that lets the
sunshine through"
Lee struggled with himself while longer.
His own Immature had to be conquered first
his moody, accusing spirit had to be subdued.
But he was coming right and at last got
right, as to will Next came the question as
to how he should begin. He thought of
many things to say, yet feared to say them,
lest his W fo should meet his advances with a
cold rebuf.-At last, leaning towards her,
and taking hold of the linen bosom upon
which she was work, he said, in voice
carefully moduated with kindness.
"You are doing the work very beautifully,
Mary"
Mrs Lee made no reply. But her hus
band did not fail to observe that she lost, al.
most instantly, that ri gid erectness with which
she had been sitting, nor that the motion Of
her needle hand ceased.
my shirts are better made, and whittier
than those of amy other man in our shop
said Lee, encouraged to 60 on.
"Are they" Mrs. Lees voice was low
and had in it slight huskiness. She die
not turn her face, but her husband saw tina
she leaned little towards him. He ha(
broken through the ice of reserve, and al
was easy now. His hand was among TIL
clouds, and few feeble rays were alread
struggling through the rift it had made.
Yes, Mary" he answered, softly "an'
I've heard it said more than once, what
good wife Andrew Lee must have"
Mrs. Lee turned her face towards her hus
band. There was light in it, and light il
her eye. But there was something in tn
expression of the countenance that a littl
puzzled him.
"Do you think SO 2" she asked, quite so
berly.
What question: CALCULATED Andre1
Lee, starting up, and going around to the sid
of the table where his wife was sitting
"What a question, Mary" he repeated a
he stood before her.
no uo,, r. ,,,,o al IL - oo;l
"Ycs, darling" was the warml y-spoke
answer, and he stopped down and XII ssed her
allow strange that you should ask me sue
a question"
elf you would only tell me SO now an
then, Andrew, it would do me good" An
| Mrs. Lee arose, and leaning her face agains
the manly breast of her husband, stood an
wept.
What a strong light broke in upon til
mind Of Andrew Lee. He had never give
to his faithful wife even the small reward {
praise for all the loving interest she ha
manifested daily, until doubt of his love ha
entered her soul, and made the light aroun
thick darkness. No wonder that her fac
grew clouded, nor that what he considere
moodiness and Immature took possession
her spirit.
"You are good and true, Mary. My ov
dear wife. | am proud of you'll love yo
and my first desire is for your Happiness
0, if | could always see your face in sunshin
my home would be the dearest place {
earth"
How precious to me are your words
love and praise Andrew" said Mrs. lie
smiling up through her tears into his tao
with them in my ears, myeheaTt can "
lie in shadow" 49,
How caey hal
Lee He had swtp liad1 20
cloudy horizon of his home, and now q
bright sunshine was streaming down, al
E flooding that home with joy and beauty
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