The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1860-10-25

MORNING AND AFTERNOON.

! lt was the freshest OF hpfU mornings, .
with a soft wind that had rifed all man.
ner Of sweet scents from dmplcd hol.
lows, purpled over with young violets,
and solitary brook sides, fruged with
.anomono stars, and waited tbm into the
city streets to revive many a weary
dweler among pavng-stores. Mrs.
Arden, standing at her window, looked
down at the few feet Of earth that city
people dignifed by the title Of "gar.
den, and felt the sunny Springs inau.
oncos even there.
"What a lovely morning" she said
to herself; "thii is the very time to put
my dahlias into the ground, and take
care Of the roses; how fortunate that
to-day will ba a comparatively leisure |
5 time to me- Women don't often ge
, released from the domestic read-mill !
and what with spring sowing, company
81 and house-cltaning l have been literal |
y a slave for the last three months
, Once out il the open air, among the
e aower-roots, and 1 shall feel as though
we're entering a new life.
e Ignorant Mrs. Ardenl Had she lived
d to be thirty years old without knowing
d that a married woman ought not to
{, breathe, without first asking her hus-
3, band if il is perfectly proper and con-
T. veniont2 Mr.. Arden had laid an en-
d tirely different programme for his wife
In he came, discontentedly cycling
h new over-coat he had been buying.
s "Nelly, can't you fix this coat some
?, how? There's something hitchy about
is the collar--you can tell where the trou-
a bic is, you're so smart with your nee
d dle?"
Is Mrs. Arden took it out of his hands,
r and looked at it despairingly-th
e was fully three hours work about it.
d "Aud, Nelly, if you wouldn't mind
r altering those shirt-bosoms-thcy'ro all
II in a wrinkle-the pattern was a bad
DE- one"
"You insisted on having them made
according to that pattern, entirely
IN against my advice" "
,s "Well, 1 know I did" replied Mr.
20 Arden, rather sheepishly; "Martin saic
e. it was a good one, but Martin don
as know everything"
o. 81 wish that you had found that ou
r. before the shirts were made" said Mrs
So Arden, potulantly,
n. 81 say" intorposed her spouse, ap
parently rather desirous Of changing
vn the subject, "what are you going to hav,
is for dinner"
n. 81 don't know, I'm sure" was tn,
is vexed reply. "I believe men are al
"a. ways thinking about eatng--no sOone
* is breakfast over than dinner begins t,
m. disturb them"
N. 81 wish you would make one of thos
IA puddings 1 like-make i. yourself, fo
his Susan always mangles it, We haven
N. had one for long time
in "Thore goes the day Of leisure tha
oI- was to have put my garden in sucI
Of beautiful order, sighed Mrs Arden.
M 30, pshawl" said her husband, con
he templating his whiskers in the glass
So "what do you care abou, garden work
le A woman ought to find her chief hap
me piness in domestic duties I don't ap
The prove Of this everlasting fdgeting abOu
mt flowers"
,at, Harry" said his wife, "you woul
nd not be at all contented if your OiHc
lile work was so endless thai you never &C
mel moments time TO smoke a cigar, q
mic read a book or newspaper"
the 'N-no," replied Mr. Arden, hes
er tatingly, "but then you are not a man,
ex- "No, know I'm not, said Mrs Al
ar den, quickly; If | were, my wife shoul
t have a little leisure time to breathe o.
casionally."
Mr. Arden went out, shutting Il
~" door with some vehemence behind hin
u" "I never did see such a complainir
U5 u5 set as women are" was his internal r
ooI. Election, as he walked rapidly down Il
m lCA street.
RE- Two or three hours steady work 500
int disposed of the press Of Office busino
not awaiting him, and he threw himse
ion back in a chair to rest and look ov
on his newspaper, But the balmy viii
nod famed his forehead like narcotic i
70 cense, and the sensation of "dolce
nionte" was inexpressibly delightfr
the closely printed columns became
rust mere confused blur, and the first n
we'll Arden knew, he was-not exact
use asleep, perhaps, but certainly not We
DER wide awake.
ols- Something carried him back to t
with time when Nelly had been a bride
ecu fresh aud blooming rs a rose. H
nlsh well he remembered the blue light
nge; her eyes and the satin brightness Of /
amer complexion. She had grown wan a
ever weary looking since those days. W
be it possible that he had been lacking
tru- care and tenderness2 1t was rather
uneasy twinge Of conscience, for he
80 love her, rattle. Drained and thought
'ii0' as he was.
very He thought Of her sitting alo
mes, through the glorious April day, bel
Fair, ing over the work he had assigned i
fol- until the pallor deepened on her che
aud the eye grew dim and lusterles
oces- he remembered the many, many d
wide she had spent in the same wearisc
e for occupation. No wonder that the Ii
COM garden was a sunny spot to her
viz, wonder that she loved the flow
CON whose freshness seemed to revive
van whole nature.
pools A man may be very cruel to
work, man without either beating her or de
v oP inor har fha uaooggitioa oP lico