The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1862-11-05

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piled Emma ssHowever you won't be
uneasy. You'll know I'm safe. @hz5t
/ "O-certainly.' e5& ez' stcas a-s
When the husband was left to his own
reflections, he began to ponder seriously
upon the subject thus presented for con-
sideration. He could not read--he could
play-he could not enjoy himself in any
way, while that chair was empty. In
short, he found that home had no real
comfort without his wife. The one thing
needed to make his home happy was not
]present. -ag
II declare said he to himself, 81 did
not think it would be so lonesome. And
can it be that she feels as l do, when she
] is here all alone? 1t must be SO, he pur-
sued thoughtfully. ''It is just as he says.
Before we were married, she was very
happy in her childhood'si home. Her
parents loved her. and her brothers and
sisters loved her, and they did all they
could to make her comfortable. Zl.iass
After this he had walked up and down
the room several times, and then stopped
again and commenced with himself. szcss
Il can't stand this / should die in
a week. Ii Emma were only here l think
l could amuse myself very we'll. How
lonesome and dreary it is. And only
/ eight o'clock, I declare. I've mind to
walk down by Unele Johns and soc if
she's there. 1t would beia relief to see
her face. L won't go in. She shan't
know l hold out so family" 1,se e'' (.
George Wilson took another turn across
the room, glanced once more at the eloc k
j and then took his hat and went out lie
locked the door after him, and bent his
! steps toward Uncle Johns. 1t was a
beautiful moonlight night, and the all
|, was keen and bracing. He WAS alone,
} with his eyes bent down upon the side
: walk, when he heard, a Eight step APP
! preaching him. He looked and--he
could not be mistaken--itw was his wife
His first impulse was to avoid her, but she
. had recognized him. f-szs5Re TsfJSa ba
! ;.Georgc,' she said, in surprise, eis this
j you?' = .i-.-I : -. 5t htsi.t
= cit is" was the response. II YFdke
t.And you did not pass your evening a
C hone?' - f-oi i,t'is. Z %t2Ii9]'
|, .SThis is the first time I have been out
{, Emma, upon my word, even now hav'
c not been absent from the house ten min
: utcs. + merely turned out to take th'
4 fresh air. But where are you going?''a'
, II a,n going home, George. VIII 20,
go with me?' -, ''s7 s$f e''
ssCertainly," replied the husband. Sh
took his arm, and they walked home il
silence, When Emma had taken off he
, things she sat dewn in her rocking .chai
aud gazed up at the clock.
: 8sYou1come home early night" re
: marked George. The.young wife locke
: upginto her husbands face, and, with. a
i expression. half truthful. she answered:
/ Il will confess the truth, George, hav
! given up the experiment. I managed
y stand it last evening, but Icould not, bea
it through tonight. When thought {
4 you, here all alone, 1 wanted to be wit
y . You IT didn't seem right. have n
;, home but this S'a"i >h's
d "Say you so,' cried George, movin
is his seat to the side of his wife, and takin
te one of her hands, ssThen let me NAL
5. my confession. I have not stood it.
> whit better. When left home this eve
le ing, I could bear it no longer. I four
,e this was no home for me as long as n
d sweet wife was absent thought | wou
ID walk down by Uncle Johns, and see yo,
!. face if possible. had gazeds dpon yo1
II empty chair till my heart ached.