Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1862-08-09
How to Keep Him Home.

"Out again tonight % said Mrs.
Haynes, fretfuIly, as her husband rose
from the tea table, and donned his
great coat.
Yes, I have an engagement with
Moore shai! be in early leave q tight
III the library. Good night" And
with careless nod, William Haynes
left the room.
"Always the way" murmured Liz
zie Haynes, sinking back upon sofa;
"out every night. / don't believe he
cares one bit about me now, and yet
we have been married but two years.
No man could have q more orderly
house, [ am sure and never 90 any
where / am not bit extravagant
Oh, dear why is it? ! was not rich;
he did not marry me for money, and
he must have loved then-why does
be now treat me with such neglect p
And with her mind tiled with
such fretiul questions, Lizzie Haynes
fell asleep on the sofa.
Let me print her picture as she lay
there. She was blonde with a small
graceful figure and a very pretty face.
Tie hair, which showed by its rich
waves, its tendency TO &C ri, was brushed
smoothly back, and gathered into q
knot at the back. cit was such q
bother to curl it" she SAID. Her cheek
was pale, and her whole face wore
discontented expression. Her dress
was a neat chintz wrapper, but she
wore neither collar nor Sleeves
"W hats the use dressing up just for
William 2"
Lizzie slept soundly for two hours,
and then woke suddenly. She sat up,
glanced at the clock, and sighed drearly
at the long interval still to be spent
alone before bedtime.
The library was just over the room
in which she sat, and down the furnace
tlue, through the register, a voice came
to the young wife's ears it was her
husbands.
"Well, Moore, what is a man to do?
[ was disappointed, and [ must have
pleasure somewhere. Who could have
tancied that Lizzie JARVIS, SO perfectly
sprightly and loving, could change to
the frettul dowdy she now is? Who
wants to stay at home and hear his
wife whining all the evening about her
troublesome servants, and headaches,
and all sorts Of bothers? She has got
the knack Of drawling, that upon my
life do not believe she could speak u
pleasant word"
Lizzie sat as if stunned. Was this
truth She looked in the glass, If
not exactly dowdy, her costume GER
tainly was not fit for an evening at
home, with only William to admire
She rose and softly went to her own
room with bitter and sorrowtul thoughts,
| and a firm resolution to win back her
| husband, and then his love regalned,
keep it.
The next morning William came into
the breakfast room with his usual care
less manner, but q bright smile came
on his lips As he saw lizzie. A pretty
ch,ntz wrapper with a neat collar, and
sleeves Of snowy muslin, and wreath
of >3ft full curls, had realty rnetam0r-
phosed her; wmle the blush his admi-
ring glance called up to her cheek did
not detract from her beauty. At first
William thought there must be a guest,
but glancing, he found they were alone,
Come William, your coffee will be
stone cold," said Lizzie, III cheory,
pleasant voice.
Not one fretfal speech, not one com
plant, fell upon Williams ear during
the meal. The newspaper, his usual
solace at that hour lay untouched, as
Lizzie chatted gaily on every pleasant
subject she thought of, warming by
| his gratifed interest and cordial man
ner. .... "
"You will be home to dinner ?" she
said as he went out.
Cant to-day, Lizzie I have busi-
ness out Of town; but HI be home
early to tea. Have something substan-
tial, for | don't expect to dine. Stood
bye" And the smiling look, warm
kiss, and lively whistle were marked
contrast to his lounglng, careless gait
the previous evening.
Il am ia the right path" said Lizzie
in low whisper. "Oh, what fool
have been for two years y frettu
dowdy, William, you shall never say
that again
Tea time came, and William came
with it; little figure, IN tasty silk
dress, smooth curls, and oh such q
lovely blush and smile, stood ready to
welcome William as he came in and
tea time passed as the morning meal
had done.
After tea there was no movement as
usual toward the hat rack. William
stood up beside the table, lingering,
chatting till Lizzie also arose.
,, "What are you making, Lizzie ?"