Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1859-05-21

itely ludcrous. At first Clary colored lit
tie; but before he came to the end she was
laughing as heartily as himself
He then volunteered to read short story
EFT lied "Patience Hopes Trial." which he
did with a running commentary, such as
THAT is bad grsmmar"-"Tbe punctuation
makes nonsense of every othcr garagrapb',-
"HighHown rhapsodical rubbish, &c. &c. ;
and, when he came to the end, he pronounced
it the sliest little tale he had ever read
Olary darned on most composedy, and agreed
with George that it was silly but there was
q mischievous sparkle in her eyes. ae if she
was sorely tenn pted 10 make confession
about that same siliest of little tales; how.
ever, rejecting that the shock Of learning he
had literary wife might be too much for his
nerves in their present weak state, she dis
creetly held her peace, and contented herself
by making him mbibe her earnings under
various strengthing and agreeable forms.
Before The summer was ended, the thin blue
magazine readers we're familiar with Clary's
signature Of "lvy;" but after that she disap-
peared suddenly from its pages, TO MANY peo-
ple's regret; for its subscribers were not, as
a rule, highly trained, educated, college gen.
tlemen, but day workers and toiiers IN the
worlds wide labor fields, who End an agreea.
BILE relaxation in the perusal Of silly little
ly virtues which they have so much occasion
to exemplify in their own obscure lives.
believe the editor was inquired of once or
twice why "Ivy" had ceased her contributions.
"Ivy" was otherwise occupied.
10 the first place, Mr.. Wsrenne had pre-.
sented George with small living, and there
was o queer little rectory house to paint, pa
per and generally embelllsh. Far be il from
me to derogate from Clary's dignity but
will tell one thing of her, because think it
was TO her credit. The first time Mr.. Wa
reune went to see his old friend George was
in his study, as usual, but it had been made
to look more cosy and homelike than that at
Greenfield, and the rector looked proportion
bly, more digDifed in it. After little desul'
tory chat, George proposed to seek his wife
and how does every body think they found
her employed? She was preparing her own
drawing room, that little drawing room which
was afterwards the admiration of the whole
neigbborhood Mounted on some steps, in q
big apron, the property OF the Irish treasure.
with her brown curls tucked behind her little
ears, and with pasty hands, and sleeves rolled
up above her dimpIed elbows, she was stick
ing the pretty, simple paper upon the wall
the last bit OF it, What did she do2 Jump
down in blushiug horror at being caught in
such dishabille, and cover every body else and
herself in confusion? Not n bit OF it She
looked radiantly over her shoulder, and said
You must wait five minutes; then III
speak TO you ~ and proceeded to finish her
task, to the admiration of the Irish treasure,
who had acted as her assistant; and also 10
the admiratioa--and not u bit to the aston
isbment--of Mr.. Warenne and George.
The work done, she decended; aud, as the
gentlemen had got into possession of the win
dowseat, she placed herself on the lowest step
but one Of her ladder, and they all talked
about the island and the sea, and Georges
recovery, and the new rectory, and other in.
teresting topics; and Clary was so altogether
bright, unaffected and charming that when
George and bis friend left her at length, the
latter said, "Melvil, if Clary where not your
wife, | should make up to her myselfW And
George actually laughed, and said he had
better take care what he was about, or he
should be oliged to quarrel with him and
then he extoled her virtues very much, as il
AS if he were in love at last but this time
Clary was not there TO oyerhear.
This was Clary's first occupation her next
was different. Perhaps the physical ard
mental strain had been. for the last twelve
months, almost too much for her youth for
those who loved her began to notice that her
spirits tagged, aud that her brisk feet went
slowly to and fro the garden walks George
watched her anxi.usly but his friends told
him to be patient, and wait awhile, and she
would be better soon. But it is very hard
to be patient when we see what we have
learnt to prize above all else in the world
fading slowly before our eyes-and so Clary
seemed to q le.
George you must take care of Clary, or
you will lose her." her mother told him, ab-
rupty al do not like her symptoms at all. "
1t was after this harsh communication-for
the mother spoke as if he were to blame for
her chids fate-that George involuntarily
betrayed to his young wife how much be fear.
ed for her.
"And you would grieve to lose me, George
said she little mournfully.
at would break my heart, Clary oh, don't
tulk Of my losing you !" cried he, passionately
kissing her thin, white hands. "Who have
in the world besides you ?-who loves me as
you do 2"
81 think nobody loves you as do George
1t is selfish in me-but it is the happiest time
| have had for a long while, TO see how you
would be sorry if were gone. ! should not
like to think you could forget me soon"
"Clary, you will live 10 bless me for many
year yet"
That must be as God Wills. George; let
US both say, that must be as God wills"
"As God wills, my daringv' and George
hid his face on Clary's bosom, that she might
not see his tears.
Perhaps the covetoas, watchfnl tenderness
that now surrounded the Young wife revived
her courage and strength for she rallied visi
bly, and, after few months, George had to
bSptise little copy of himself, and return
thanks for Clary's safe deliverance. After
that day nobody. could have persuaded him
that there had ever been a time when he was
not il love with his wife, or that he did not
think her the dearest treasure in the whole
wide world.
There are three children at the rectory now
and it is one of the bappiest homes that can
be found in the country. Mr.. Warenne. who
has become cynical than ever, quotes the pair
as an disqualification Of how well two people
who are rightly matched 10 other things may
get on through life without falling into that
enthusiasm of love which hot headed boys
and girls esteem the grand climax Of exis.
tehce. One day. in the confidence Of friend.
ship. he was so ill.advised as TO remind the
rector Of the confession be had FORMERLY made
to himself, and George was actually offended.
"Not in love with Clary she is the only
woman for whom ever cared a chip" cried
he "you are under delnsiob, Warense l
never can have said anything so absurdly
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