The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1860-07-19


do with, and wanted wife to adorn the
head of his table and entertain his
friends. And so there was q wedding {;
both got what they aimed at; and both
were, of course, supremcly happy,
This night, as I watched hcr standing
in her gliltering, silsen robes, with the
moonlight lingering on her dark, hand
some face, and hashing in and out
through her shining, coal-black hair, |
wondered if the wealth she had woa
had stilled every restless craving of the
heart that throbbed under that rare
old poiut.lace. wondered if those
flashing jowels-thoso rich dresses, fit
fora queen-this princcly mausion-
this coach and four this box at the
opera-theso servants who came at her
beck---left her nothing in the wide
world to long for. Sometimes thought
L would have preferred Il little less
grandeur with some one | could love,
with some one by whose side could sit
during the long, pleasant evenings,
happy in knowing | loved and was be-
loved. But these were old-fashioned
notions, only cXcusabe in a little, old
fashioned thing like me, to whom the
mysteries Of Madison Square and the
Fifth Avenue were sealed book; old.
fashioned notions that went out Of date
with big bonnets and stage coaches. |
could fancy how the dark, superb eyes
OF Mrs. Julirtte Southdown would light
up with scorn and surprise, and her
haIt-pityng, half.contcmptuous smile ut
the bare idea Of such thing so l did
what none Of my sex ever got credit
for held my tongue, thought Il grca
deal, and said nothing.
The honcymoon-that popular falla
cy--was scarcely over with Mrs. South
down yet, but still she stood there look
ing we'll dressed handsome and stately
and tearing to pieces, as careless y ms
though they were worthless weeds, the
costly boGuet her husband had sent tc
hcran hour before. Had the giver been
dear to hc", she might have kissed and
chcri ,hcd them, as am told girls somt
times do; though it was hard to be
licye this calm, composed, dark-cyeC
lady could ever be guilty Of any sucl
feminine weakness, but they wer,
worthless TO hcr--worsc than worth
less, and she stood and pulled them lea
from leaf, and watched them hoatin,
away in the bright starlight, down th
flashing stream.
| come over at last, and stood bcsid
her.
"You are destroying your flowers
Juliottc,' | said, looking upin the dark
beautiful face, with its blue shadow,
eyes
"Ycs, | know don't want them,
she said, quietly, Il have had II surfer
Of flowers lately"
"All joys pail when they come in eX
cess, | believe
"Do they" said JuIiettc, listlcssly.
$50 | have heard. cannot tell tror
experience, but you--yoV ought t
know; You who possess everything yO
can desire
An inexpicabIc smile hickercd for
moment over her face, and the leave
went whirlng faster and faster dow
the stream.
81 believe you are right" she said, i
her usual listlcss tone. "When one ha
everything they wish for, they wish 70
nothing any longer. Pleasures are onl
desirable when unattainabIe Blu
cousin mine, did you ever know any on
who had everything they wished for?
"Why, Julicttc, is there anything i
the world you can want that you hav
not yet? Your every wish isgratifeC
every desire anticipated, every word
law. You, ut least, have no cause t
complain"
"Ncithcr | do. hvac everything
want-overything," she said, after
pause, comprcssing her lips hard.
We were both silent u moment. Ju
liette, gazing straight befo 9 her, watcl
cd the moonlight and long shadow
that lay cool and dark on the gras'
and looked at the white hands blazin
with jewels, that tore up the roses an,
east them away
"Julicttc," | said, "your husband Civ
you those flowers, did he noty'
She started slightly, and n faint re
tinged her cheek.
Yes she said, coldly.
What will he say when he sees ther
destroycdY
Nothing. Mr. Southdown is II SCI
siblc man.
Il thought they were destined for tn
opera this evening.
80 they were, | believe. 1t does nc
matter though--therc are plenty NOR
in the garden
How carelessly y she said it. Yes, h
gifts were worthless to her
If | were moralist now, she said
as she flung her last leaves into tn