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without his wife. The one thing needed to
make home cheerful was not present.
4 DECLARE he said to himself, 4 did not
think it would be so lonesome. And can it
be that she feels as do, when she is here
all alones 1t must be so,' he pursued
thoughtfully. 1T is just as she says. Be-
fore we were married, she was we're happy
in her childhood's home. Her parents
loved her, and brthers and sisters loved her,
and they did all they could to make her
comfortable
After this lie walked up and down the
room several times, and then stopped
again and communed with himself.
L can't stand this said he. i should
die in week. If Emma were only here l
think [ could amuse myself very we'll
How lonesome and dreary it is! And only
eight o'clock decare-I'vc a mind to
walk down as far as Uncle Johns and see if
she is there. 1t would be relief if only
saw her. l won't 60 in. She shan't know
that hold out so faithful
George Wilson took another turn across
the room, glanced once more at the clock,
and then took lis hat and went out. lie
locked the door after him, and then bent Ills
steps toward Uncle Johns. 1t was beau
iful moonlight night, and the air was keen
and bracing. lie was walking along. with
his eyes bent upon the pavement, when he
heard light step approaching him. He
looked up, and-could nov be mistaken
saw his wife. His first impulse was to
avoid her, but she had recognised him.
George she said, in surprise, lis this
vou?
1T is was the response.
'And you do not pass your evenings at
home?'
This is the first time l have been out
Emma, upon my word and even now
have not been absent from the house ten
minutes. Imerely came out to take the
fresh air. But whore are you goingP
4 am going home, George. Will you
60 with me q
Certainly; returned the husband.
She took his arm, and they walked home
IN silence. When Emma had taken off
her things, she sat down on her chair, and
looked ut the clock.
You are home early toni 'ght,' remerked
George.
The young wife looked up into her hus-
bands face, and, with an expression half
smiling and half fearful, she answered, I
will confess the truth, George; have given
up the experiment. managed to stand
it last evening, but I could not bear it
through tonight. When l thoughtor you
here all alone, wanted to be with you. 1t
didn't seem right. I haven't enjoyed my
self at all. have no home but this
Say you sos cried George, moving his
chair to his wife's side, and taking one OF
her hands. Then let me make my con
fess'on. l have stood it not whit better.
When left the house this evening, could
bear it no longer. found that this was no
home for me, while my sweat wife was alb,
sent. | thought I would walk down by
Uncle Johns and see your face, If possible.
had gazedupon your empty chair till my
heart ached.' He kissed her as he spoke,
and then added, while she reclined her head
upon lis arm, 4 have learned very good
lesson. Your presence here is like the
bursting forth Of the sun after storm and
if you love mo as love you-which, oi
course, cannot doubtAmy presence may
afford some sunlight for you. At all events
our next experiment shall be TO that effect
l will try and see how much home comfort
we can find while we are both here to enjoy
it." Emma was too happy to express her
JOY in words: but she expressed it, neverthe-
less, and in manner, too, not to be mis-.
taken.
The next evening was spent at home by
both husband and wife, and it was season
of much enjoyment. In short time George
began to realize how much comfort was to
be found in quiet and peaceful home and
the longer he enjoyed this comfort, the
more plainly did he see and understand the
simple truth, that it takes two to make a
happy home, and that if The wife is one party
the husband must be the other.
CoNvERsATIoE. The art of conversation
is the finest of the fine arts; it is not the
art of sasing much, but Of saying we'll
There are preaching men who talk, but lis.
ten not, OF who speechify 10 private or who
think little and are never still, and yet they
are not convertible men: The real art OF
conversation consists not only in expressing
your own thoughts freely, but 10 drawing
out by encouragements Of others. You
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