Delaware gazette. [volume] (Delaware, Ohio) 1855-1886, 1860-08-17
From Peterson's 5 Magazine.
rHE WAY TO KEEP HIM.

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2 Good night aud with careless nod, Wiliam
Hayes left tbe roou.
Always ttz way, Enurmlred LIZZIE Hayes
. islBklng sack npcn the sota, & "a. eTery Dizdt
! ,iont believe ne cares enc bit about M now.
: and yet we've only been married two years
No man has a more orderly house, am not a
bit extravagaft, aud yet I don't believe Le
, loves me any more. Oh dear, why is it? /
) wasL't rich, he didn't marry Ele for mouey and
he must haye loved iue then--sEllys does he
treat me with SO much Deglect $ and with
{ Der mind filed with such fretfal queries, Lizzie
f Hayes fell asleep on the sofa.
Let me paint her picture as she lay there
She was blonde, with small, graceful figure
and pretty face. The hair, which showed by
its rich waves its natural tendency to curl, was
brushed smoothly back it was sueh both
er to curl it." he-said her cheeks were pale
her whole face wore "A discontented expression.
Her dress was neat chintz wrapper, but she
wore neither collar nor sleeves sc what's the
use of dressing up just for William p"
Lizzie slept soundly for two hours, and then
awokes udden!y. She sat up glanced at the
! clock, and sighed drearily at the prospect of the
long interval to be spent before bed time.
The library was just over the room in which
she sat. and down the furnace flue, through the
registers, voice came to the young wife's ears;
it was her husbands
We'll, Moore, what's a man to do? was
! disappointed, and must have pleasure some
! where. Who would have fancied Lizzie Jarvis
so pretty, and loving, could have changed to
| the fretful dowdy she now is? Who wants to
at home to hear his wife whining all the eve
ming about her Troublesome servants, and her
! headache and all sorts of bothers? Shes got
the knack OF thai drawing whine so pat, that
! pom my life, l don't believe she can speak
| pleasantly
Lizzie sat if stunned Was this true =
She looked in the glass. If not duwdy, her
costume was certainly not suitable for an eve
ming, even IT 1t were an evening at home with
| only William to admire She arose aud went
softly to her own ROOM with bitter and sor-
| rowfnl thoughts, and firm resolution to win
back her husbands heart, and then, his love
regained, to keep it.
The next morning William came into the |
breakfast room with his usual careless manner, |.
! but bright smile came to his lips as he saw /
! Lizzie. A pretty chintz with d pretty collar |
and sleeves of snowy muslin, and a wealth of
soft full c'lrls, had really metainsrphosed her. I
while the blush her husbands admiring glance
called up to her cheek, did not detract from .
her beauty. At first, William thought there /
must b. guest, but on glancing he found they ,
we're alone.
= 9me Wilma your coffee will be stone !
cold, said Lizzie, IN a CHEEKY, pleasant voice.
Il ,nust cool I'LL yam -s#eeteB iigr7sslft.st
with a Kiss" said her husband crossing the
room to her side and Lizzie's heart bounded
as she recognized the old lovers tones and
manners.
Not one fretfnl speech, not one complaint
fell upon Williams car through the lIe4,l-
The newspaper, as usual So.ace during hat
hour, lay untouched. as Lzzie cha; cd ga on
every pleasant subject she could think of.
warming by his gratifrd interest and cordial
manner.
=" You will be home to dinner - she said as
he went out.
Can't to-day. Lizzie. have business out
of town. but I'll be home early TO tea. Have
something substantial, for 1 dont expect to
dine. Good bye" and the smiling look, warm
kiss and lively whistle wele marked contrast
to his careless, lounging gait of the evening {
previous.
81 am in the right path,' said Lizzie in {
iOa hhiSpCts OA hldt d lOOl L nave USSD
for the last two years A fretful dowdy!
William, you shall never say that again.
Lizzie loved her husband with real wifely de-
votion, and her lip would quiver as she thought
of his confidence tc his friend NJ; but like {
brave little woman she stifed back the bitter
feeling, and tripped off to perfect her plans I
The grand piano. silent for months, was open I
ed, and the linen covers taken from the filrni- t
ture. Lizzie thinking He shan't find any /
parlors more attractive than his own, am de- S
termined.' II
Tea time came. and William came with it. t
A little figure in tasty bright silk dress. I
smooth caris, oh such lovely blush smile, I
stood ready TO welcome him in and tea passed {
as the morning meal had DONE
After tea there was no movement as usual. c
towards the hat rack William stood up be- e
side the table lingering, chatting till Lizzie al
so arose. She led him to the light, warm par Il
lors, in their pretty glow of tasteful arrange Il
ment, and drew him down beside her on the S
sofa. He ielt as If he was cuurting her again b
as he watched her fingers busy with some fancy C
needle work, and listened to the cheerful voice c
which he had loved so well two years before 0
I" What are you making, Lizzie :"
A pair of slippers. Don't you remember a
how much you admired the pair I worked for II
you oh! ever SO long ago." n
:. 1 remembers black velvet with flowers on y
them. 1 used to put my feet on the fender. :. :"
and dream of blue eyes and black curls, and )
wish the time would move faster to the day .
when 1 could bring my bonnie wee wife home, '
to make music in my house."
Lizie's face saddened for a moment, as she !,
thought of the last two years and how little n
music she had made for his loving heart grad Il
ually weaning it from its allegiance then she n
said: !,
" 1 wonder if you love music as much as s
you did them a
'.0f course l. do I often go in at Miss Il
Smiths for nothing else than to bear the mn- a
sic" Il
Il can play and sing better than Miss D
Smith" said Lizzie, half pouting.
".But you always say you are out of prac-
tice when ask YOU
!" / had the piano tuned this morning-now u
open it aud we shall see how it soupds' Viii :,
liam obeyed joyfully. and tossing aside her i,
sewing, Lizzie took the piano stool. She had !,
a sweet voice, not powerful but most musical \
and a very fair performer on the piano $
Ballads, Lizzie Fl
"Oh! yes, L know you dislike opera music
in parlor." t
One song after another, with nocturne or Ii
lively instrumental pieces occasionally, between
them filled up another hour pleasantly. n
The little mantle clock struck eleven.
eleven thought it was about nine. "
ought to apologize, Lizzie, as 1 used to do for :
staying so long, and I can truly say as [ did