Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1861-03-08
MISCEILANY. M
Home is Where the Heart is.
BY EMMA CARA.


the wife united her fashionable littla Lo,
composed OF lace, ribbon, feathers an,
nowers, and gave it nervous toss upor
me piain sofa III the back of the room Thei
laying on her fnrs and cape in much m,
same manner, she drew a little nearer be
husband and stood looking at him fixedl,
WIN an expression 1t were hard for a strano
| er 10 define.
Mr.. Aldrich had not yet looked up O,
spoken since the entrance of his wife. bnt h,
felt the red tide ebbing and flowing from
his temples downward, and then speedil,
returning.
Have you tyour tongue, Cyrus p said
his wife rather pettishly, after a pause.
Another pause. and Mr.. Aldrich said in
similar tone; 'Yon have been to call on
Mrs. Garland, ! suppose
les | have returned the wife, without
abaling nything of her unhappy manner.
And suppose she has got some new
article OF furniture in her parlor, or maybe.
a new pair of Congress boots continued
the husband, sarcastically. and erumplinq
his paper in his hand, and then throwing il
on the table.
ou are the most provoking man ever
saw, said Mrs. Aldrich, with defiant air.
crushing back her tears. sYou not onlv
Keep your family eooped up here in hi,
little house, furnished almost as cheap a. a
day laborer's; but if | ever try to remon-
strate with you, or wish to convince you that
we ought to live in more style in order to
he respected. why you always insult me by
some such provoking manners. | declare
do think ii is loo bad. You wouldn't catch
Mr.. Garland to do SO, not he !; be always buys
his wife and children everything they ask
Tor. Why, since | was there before. which
was only a little over a week, he has bought
her new pair Of pictures for the parlor
that cost one hundred dollars each. | de-
clare do think ii is shame that / can
never have anything like other folks. III.
want a picture, | have to get plain pine
frame, and have it covered with pine cones
or shells, or else the walls would have to 90
bare ill doomsday 7
Mr.. Aldrich sprang from his chair. as if
aroused by the buzzing of hornets in his
vicinity, and with nervous toss he sent it
against the wall with such force that il
brought large shell-decoraied picture to
The floor, and the fragile ornaments Law in
every direction about the carpet. Mrs.
Aldrich could restrain her tears no longer
but they were tears of passion; although
she well knew her husband did not intends
10 destroy the frame, she wished to make
him believe she thought so, and the scene
ended by the husband grasping his hat and
rushing from the house to his counting
room.
Don't cry ma said little Newell. boy
Of seven years, now for the first time leav-
ing his automan' and coming forward and
putting his arms around her neck, father
I'D not mean to do it. / will pick up the
'hells and tomorrow / will 90 to the store
md get some glue, and then you can mend
I as nice as ever
AT first Mrs. Aldrieh half pushed the /
hid from her, and the order nearly escaped /
ler lips for him to go to bed, but his words /
# sympathy were spoken so unobtrusively, /
md his little dimpled cheek seemed to cool /
he fever of her own. that she hesitated a /
moment, and then drew him nearer, say
ng:
DO you love meT
Yes answered the child.
And do you love pap
Yes
'Just as much as you do me !?
For a moment he hesitated, and then
nruing his mild, but firm blue eyes full in
D her face, he answered
Yes, ma for | think pa is good man.
Before you came in Tonight, he took me
nd sister Emma on his knees and trotted
5, and said that tomorrow afternoon he
as going 10 take you and us to the Museum
nd was just going to tell you when you
anne in, but didn't have chance; and,
esides. pa looked so different from what he
id when he was talking to Us, that didn't
eel like saying anything.
A sudden change seemed TO come over
Irs.. Aldrich's thoughts and feelings, for
le almost Immediately dried her tears,
ave the little soother kiss on each cheek,
nd then gave gentle ring to the bell on I
le table for Margaret TO 20 in with the !
iidren 10 their chamber. q
When the wife and mother was alone, 4
le sat sometime absorbed in thought. Her |
Elections were not the most pleasant, if 4
.r face was true index 10 her heart, for i
changed alternately from white to red '
ith no smile TO enliveF it. Then rising. ;
e gathered up the shells that had escap- 5
from The frame, laid them away and c
)sed and locked the door that led from 5
e parlor. Half reclining upon the sofa,
e glanced round the room and scan
d the carpet and each piece Of furniture Z
thin that pleasant little domestic resort II
le compared the small plain, but pliably Il
shioued sofa, on which she was sitting. lc
lh Mrs. Garland's large and elaborateIy 81
rved one, and her plain ingram carpet TO IL
r rich acquaintance's tapestry, and her /
lie astral to the new fifty-dollar candelabra 70
and then she broke into this solloquy: II
j wish Cyrus was rich, and then | could
e in brick block, and have silk velvet hi
ak and my house furnished to my mind br
husband is always generous when he ru
money to spare, know. But half the
Ie, when ask him for money now, he <
$: Why, Della | should be glad to it
you have money. but you know that bo
st look out for my business 1t costs a ha
reat deal to live, even if we do live plain. ev
if should let my notes go over TO l /
nish you with luxuIies now, by-and-by sh
and the children would have TO lack for shi
necessaries of life.' | suppose this is N,
true. but it makes me mad TO think we
not as well off as Dir. Garland's family. fhs