Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1865-11-17
Love Regained.

| Ob, dear, sighed Mrs. Clayton, the
bride of a year, be has gone off so angry
just because happened 10 speak little
too quickly when he found fault with
bis coffee. am sure, If his coffee wasn'l
strong he needn't have found faul. with
it. | didn't have any more parched and
there wasn't time to parch any
If you had told bin more pleasantly
be would not have gone off angry re-
Turned Mrs. Mason, dear friend wht
was visiting Nj r $. Clayton. Shall
tell you Ina, how near my own happiness
was being wrecked by course similal
to the one you are now pursuing
Yes, Ada, do so by al! MEANS replied
the girl bride. God knows | do moi
want my happiness wrecked. 1t nearly
breaks my heart when he speaks as be
did this morning, and the pretty, viole
! SyEs WIN tFdlcs
We'll, Ina, when George and I were
married we had no pretty home to 60 to
We were both poor and my husband had
to toll very hard to keep want out oI
our doors. When ] was obliged to dc
without things which | really needed, in
stead OF trying TO get along with what ]
had, as true wife should do grew pee
wish and fretful. OF course these things
wrought change in my husband, though
at the time | could not see that 1t was
mostly my doings. thought then be had
ceased TO love me, and often reproached
him, but he bore my reproaches in moody
silence.
This Indifference, for such II seemed,
irritated me mucli---I may say madden
ed me- for il is better to be hated than
treated with indifference by those we love
and | loved him devotedly. 9
As years fed on two little ones were
added TO our family, thus increasing our
toll. By this time loving words and ca
resses were unknown. Nj y husband
never gave anything; and though I Of
ten yearned to throw myself in bis arms
and to feel his lips touch mine, | was too
proud to make any advances. God only
knows the anguish that | endured. ]
prayed in those dark hours TO die, that |
might free him, so that be might be hap
py with another But death came not.
However, one did come who proved
more friendly--an old friend, Mary Eng
fish. | had not seen her for many years.
and it was with Joy ] met her, for in my
school days she had always been my bet
ter angel. j felt that she would help
me now.
She soon saw how matters stood, and
set at once to ri5hting them. One day
she said to me, Ada, II is not the great
est joys or griefs that make up the hap.
piness or misery of this life. 1t is the
little acts, the little words, the little frowns
and smiles. Have all your little acts
been kind? Is your face always wreath
ed in smiles 2
No. | answered, bursting into tears,
How can it be, Mary Ny husband
does not love me, and,
'Pshawl he does love you. That his
love lies dormant own. But you
shall awaken it if you will. ! tell you
Ada, you have not been. as true wife
should be. When your husband comes
home weary with the days toll, you meet
him with frowns and reproaches, not
with smiles and cheerful words. Last
night when he came home, looking so
weary, and threw himself on the lounge.
with bis feet on your little fooistool,, you,
with cross exclamation snatched the
stool away, and with cross response he |
arose and left the room. Ada, was the
stool worth ii? Would you not have |
given a hundred such, il you had them.
or one loving word? Yet you snatched
/ away for fear it would be little mud
ly, and took in return an angry word.
was weeping bitterly now--weeping
is | had not done for years. l saw my
error at last.
Dear Ada, continued Mary Il scourge
7ou that you may be healed. Swear to
day that with the help of God you will
lever speak another unkind word And
Ter hand wandered TO where little BIZ
lie lay upon the table she banded it to i
ne. 50 .h o9gaa u lis
i will not. so help me God,' I said
issing the volume. T .Y vaT |,
Now Ada. pray daily that He may
elp you keep your oath, and all will be
Tell. Sacrifice self--everything, @ d
ou will have your reward.
need not tell you how hard it was to
eep back bitter words, smiling instead
{ frowning. Habit is powerful thing. 7,