Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1863-06-18

q wemsn's love--he had my love-
All, if I had been wise in my love shs
sorrows might have been escaped'--
But l was not wise-no wiser than 70
are, Helen Very soon after our mai
risge, as trifing differences Of opiuio
|, arose, we commenced to wrangle in
half earnest way. snd in doing so ofte
hurt each other. The faults and pecu
Iliarities mutually observed we're mu
tually declared. was often seriousl
hurt or annoyed, by what my HUSBAND
said in these frequent contests; and b
as frequently showed anger or pain
We we're not always careful in. oul
speech to each other before people; bu
oftener, then, took occasion to say tn,
hardest things. The way in Whict
you spoke to Henry this morning
startled melt was SO like what l hat
done to my cost many sorrowful year
sgo.
eve had been married just on,
year. The period had not been thu
happiest of my life. ! was disap
pointed in my husband. His conduct
toward me was far from being what
had anticipated. He was not tender
and conciIiating, and iorbearing as il
the beginning. He lost temper with
me easily; and when / found fault with
him, as was too often the case, rarely
failed to answer sharply. There was
danger in my path, but did not see it
Blindly moved to my fate, and there
was no one to warn me as am warn
ing you. II 1 had been gentle and
conciliatory--if had ruled my own
spirit--denied myself the indulgence
Of seIf.will, and unwomsnly fretfulness
toward my husband when his conduct
did not suit my temper, this desolation
of my life would have been avoided.
zone morning we sat down together
at the breakfast table. We had been
to large party the previous night
NV nerves we're little unstrung-the
effect Of late hours and late supper;
but l did not feel particularly out Of
humor. The party was referred to,
and my husband speaking Of lady
who was present, said she was the best
dressed woman there. Not very COM
plimentary 10 your taste,' | answered.
I suppose that my look and tone were
both contemptuous; for 1 was not guard
ed toward my husband. l saw his
eyes flash and the color deepen on his
face. A keen retort futtered on his
lips, but did not fly of against me-
This was unusual; for he was generally
quick to lift the guage Of battle when
| threw it down. felt that under this
repression there was strongly eIOited
feeling. Instead Of being warned l
was piqued at his silence. 1t stood as
sort Of defiance. She was The worst
dressed woman in the company said l.,
sharply. She was lady in her be-
havior TO her husband was the answer
1 received, in a tone that left me no
doubt touching the application of his
words.
dear Helenl if in that moment, I
had lost the gift OF speech, it had been
well; for 1 did not know the art Of
using it Alright. l became very angry.
Her husband is gen But
caught the word ere it dropped into
full expression. 1t might almost as
well have been uttered. There are
something's that 1 will not take from
man or woman came slowly from his
lips. I noticed that his face had
grown pale. Guard your own lips. II
you expect others to be specially
guarded was my cold retort. There
was silence for a little while. My
husband laid down bis knife and fork
and sat in a strange brooding way for
almost a minute. Some people are
free enough to give, but they can't
take said breaking this silence. He
looked up at me with new expression
in his eyes that gave me chill; but !
did not restrain myself. 'Pm about
tired of this way of living This sen.
tence threw at him almost roughly.
And so am L. be answered, rising
from the table. 1T doesn't suit me,
and never has suited me. / can't say
word, but I'm taken up; 1 can't ad.
vance an opinion, but it's eontroverted.
It's wrangle, wrspgle, all the wbilel-
Love may lie at the bottom of it all
but it's another kind of love from what
/ l bargained for I'm sorry,' said l,
hurt and offended by language that
sent conviction of unwiIely conduct
to my heart, that you've been so dis.
appointed. ]. too, bsrgsined for some.
thing very different from what I have
obtained There was hardness in my
voice, and accusation in my eyes.
"The look he gave me then, l shal
never forget. 1t was not an angry
look; but full of rebuke, Of regret and
of pain. He turned and went away
taking up his hat and leaving the house
without once gIancing back to where
stood in the dining room door gazing
after him as be moved down the hall
Repentance came quickly when found
myself alone. What a poor insignifi
cant thing had risen up into a mountain
barrier between usl The lady abou
whose style of dress we had wrapgleC
was nothing to either Of us. II my
; husband admired her evening toilette
Why should I object? Tastes differ.
It was certainly bis right to say wha
he thoughtin SO important matter
I r,ra- onurv With nvself as Iool,