Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1862-09-05

BE SURE and conc lNme early, Preston
And the last spesker-a dmpled, rosy
little creature, blishe and blccming as a po-
cts spring---for, alas we have no other
nowadays !---stood in the doorway way
ing her handkerchief until the gentleman
thus entreated had disappeared from view.
Mrs. Preston Greeae, AS II was easy to
see. was b,iae whose honeymoon had not
yet begun to wane, and thought she had as
good a right, perhaps better TO he hap
py, than any other woman in lie world
Let me recount her good fortune. Out of
all her admirers--and her bloom and .spright.
illness lad attI acted many about her--Mr.
Preston Greene had alone possessed the
power to touch her heart. To be sure she
had demurred little, when it came TO the
point, about changing the expressive maid
en- na,ne of Bessie Warbler, for the more
commonplace patronymic of Greenes but
then, upon reflection, was it not spelled
with the aristocralic f--aud was not Pres
ton both pretty and unusuay Then emu
merating to herself the many virtues belong
iag TO the posseSsor thereof, she settled
down with bssful content that could not
have been increased if the conductive cog
nomens Of the man she was TO marry had
been culled from the most respondent ro-
nance. Moreover papa and msmma
had both been Wiling, and altogether moth
ing occurred to disturb the even tencr of
eourtship, which eliminated in a wedding
day SO sunny and clear as to be absolutely
faultless, This was followed by bridal
tour equally satisfactory, and then Preston
Greene, with some pride and more affection,
brought back his bride to the home he had
prepared fer her,
! 1t was the prettiest of cottages; just far
enough out OF town to catch glimpse of
fields, and breath of unpeluted country
sir, and yet not entirely lose sight of the
hustle and zest pervading the atmosphere
of great city. Besides this, the house IL
self was just the place for bride to nestle
in. They were BOT rich, these two, and
made no effort TO appear SO. The bedrooms
were furnished inexpenslvely, but most at
tractively, with unpretending cottage furni-
ture, aud brightness and prettiness reigned
everywhere. In fine, Mrs. Greene ex-
pressed the perfections of her new abode
Gy designating it, 10 her lady friends, as the
dearest little bandbox OF place that ever
was. And as every one is aware how
dainty is the femenine taste respecting this
receptacle Intended TO contain that choicest
adornment of the sex-a bonnet, you will
see how much this phrase implied.
You will have become conscious by this
time, however, that SO much good fortune
could, oy no possibility, fall TO the lot OF
one mortal woman without some drawback
to mar it. Mrs. Greene, nee Bessie Warb-
Ter, had not been married three months be-
fore she discovered that she possessed a
rlsai---a rival which american WIVES, nc
matter now iavincible their charms may
not hope to drive entirely from the feld.-
You Will not permit yourself 10 be startled
then, when i mention that the name Of this
powerful rival was the-newspaper.
When Mr.. Greene came home, after an
interval consumed IN relating TO enc another
tile personal events Of the day, interesting
to each as a fairy-tale, the gentleman woulc
produce this ubiquitous apparition from his
pocket, and remark, III tone of humble
apology, think Ill just look over ia,
news little, my dear And Mr.. Greene
would fall TO perusing the columns betor,
, him, eading aloud any item he though
all well enough at first Bessie would ST
iabricaling some pretty trife, glanclng abou
her every now aud then, thiiking how
easant were hr surroundings. But al
the weeks passed on, Mr.. Greene woLlt
forget to lay down his paper, until "a litti,
pink hand would come stealing in between
him and the print, and its owner excaiu
with the least bit of pout, 1t is SO tire
some of you, Preston, to sit reading thai
stupid newspaper, when / haven't seen yol
all day
Then Mr.. Greene, laying aside the peace
breaker, would devote himself to his wife
for the rest Of the evening, saying, / can
let you call my pet journal stupid, love-
For, you see, my father before he took th'
New York Extirpator, and thought nothing
could compare with it, and I've inherIel
his belief.
But the time came when this cherished
sheet was reliuquished with sigh, aud th'
conviction forced itself upon Bessies mint
that her husband found greater pleasure IL
perusing its columns than her society coult
afford. She, therefore, no longer sought L
vile it from him ; aud, after some tear
shed in secret, came to the conclusion, thai
as this was the only fault Preston possessed
as husband, it was her duty TO bear 1t a
patiently as she might. But as time passeC
on, Bessie found that this fault, trihing as j
might appear, was yet productive Uf more
serious consequences than a first glanc'
would have seemed possible.
She always possessed great taste 70
gardening, aud as there were grounds o
considerable extent about their dwelling
looked forward to the pleasant times sh
and her husband could not fail TO have il
cultiyatiDg them. But she found that hi
sllaengrossing newspaper gave hun no tim'
TO spare for such things, and was lain t
see what results she could produce nnaided
In this, as in most undertakings, her dllii
gence won success, and her flowers wer
the earliest, and her vines produced tn
finest grapes of any in :he neighborhood.
Bessie had been married several year:
however, before her husbands foible sub
iected her to any coHtretemPs of reall
mortilying nature. S said to him one morn
ing, / STE the Spriggs, old friends OF m
family, are in town. They've sent me card
from the Astor, and must go in and ca
on them this very day. We must ask ther