Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1860-03-09
af[istellaneous.
THE WAY TO KEEP HIM.
By MARY E. CLARKE.

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81 BY MARY E. CLARKE. sss. 4,
"Out again tonight" said Mrs Hayes,
fretfully, as her husband rose from the tea
table, and donned his great coat.
| Yes, / have an engagement with Moore;
shall be in early, have a light in the il
brary. Good night" and, with careless
nod William Hayes left the room.
Always the way" murmured Lizzie
Hayes, sinking back upon so.a.'" out every
night. | don't believe he cares one bit about
me, now, and yet we've been married only
two years. No man can have a more orderly
house, am sure; and I never 60 anywhere
[ am not bit extravagant. and yet [ don't
believe he loves me any more. On dear,
why is it? wasn't rich, he didn't marry
me for money, and he must have loved ME
then-why does he treat me with SO much
neglec Z" and with her mind filed with such
tretful queries, Lizzie Hayes fell asleep up.
on the sofa. sars1 1851 4g3a af}
Let me paint her picture as she lay there.
She was blonde, with snail graceful fig
ure, and very pretty face. The hair, which
showed by its rich waves It's natural tenden-
cy to curl, was brushed smoothly back; and
gathered iato a rich knot at the back; ''It
was such bother to curl it," she said; her
check was pale, and the whole face wore a
discontented expression Her dress was a
neat chintz wrapper, put she wore neither
collar nor sleeves; whats the use of dress
| ing up lust for William n 8 saa
Lizzie slept soundly for two honrs, and
then awoke suddenly. She sat up glanced
at the clock, and sighed drearily at the pros
pect Of the long interval still to be spent a
lone before bed time. ~ la7a.e.F
The library was just over the room i'll
which she sat, and down the furnace fuc,
through the registers, voice came to the
young wife's ears; it was her husbands.
5'.Well Moore, what's man to do? [
must have pleasure somewhere. Who would
have fancied that Lizzie Jarvis, SO pretty
Isprightly, and loving, could change to the
fretful dowdy she is now? Who wants to
stay at home to hear bis wife whining all
the evening about her troublesome servants,
and her headache, and all sorts Of bothers :?
Shes got the kuack of drawing whine so
pat, that 'pon my life. | don't believe she
can speak pleasantly" sno 2i8 i'sfss4
Lizzie sat as if stunned. Was this true?
She looked in the glass. If not exactly
dowdy, her costume was certainly not suita-
bic for an evening, even if it were an even
ing at home, with only William to admire.
SIC rose, and softly went to her own room
with bitter, sorrowful thoughts, and firm
resolution to win back her husbands heart,
and then, his love regained, to heep it.
The next morning, William came into the
breakfast-room, with his usual careless man
ner but bright smile came on his lip as he
saw Lizzie. A pretty chintz, with neat col
lar and sleeves Of snowy muslin, and
wealth Of soft, full curls, had really meta
morphosed her; while the blush Of her hus-
bands adniring glance called up to her
cheek, did not detract from her beauty. At
first William thought there must be guest
but glancirg he found they were alone.
Come William, your coffee will be stone
cold, - said Lizzie in CHEEKY, pleasant
voice. @7ss2'a ~ 4s4e9a aa@
1T must cool till you sweeten by break
fast with KISS" said her husband, cross
ing the room to her side; and Lizzic's heart
bounded, as she recognized the old lovers
tones and manners. 8a7 ff3at n pef
Not one fretful speech, not one complaint,
fell upon Williams ear through the meal. =
The newspaper, his usual solace at that
hour, lay untouched as Lizzie chatted gay
~ on every pleasant subject she could think
Of. warming by his gratified interest and cor
dial manner. 8H s'3
'.You will be home to dinner ?" she said,
as he went out. j'a#
Cant to-day, Lizzie, I have business
out of town, but I'll be home early to tea.
fave something substantial, for 1 don't ex :
pect to dine. Good-by," and the smiling
look, warm kiss, and lively whistle, were a
marked contrast to his longing careless gait,
the previous evening. e 500 IA
II am in the right path. said Lizzie, in
. low whisper. s'Oh! what fool I have
been for two years! A 'fretful dowdy!'-
you shall never say that again"
Lizzie loved her husband with real wifely
devotion, and her lip would -quiver as she
thought of his confidence to his friend Moore;
but like brave little woman, she stihed
back the bitter feeling, and ripped off to
perfect her plans. The grand piano, silent
for months, was opened, and the linen Gov
ers, taken from the furniture, Lizzie, think
ing, He shan't find any parlors more at
tractive than his own, am determined y
Tea time came. and William came with
it., A, little figure. in a tasty, bright silk
dress, smooth curls,. and oh. such q lovely
blush and smile, stood ready to welcome
William, as he came in and Tea time pass
ed as the mornings meal had done
.Aftor tea, there was no movement as u~