The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1865-07-01
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The way to Keep Him. .

fretfully, as the husband rose from the tea
table aud donned his great coat. -, sa,,rI
AZ ayes, have an engagement with Moore !;
/ shall be in early have light in the liz
brary. Good night" and with q careless
~ "Always the way" murmured Lizzie
Hayes, sinking back upon 3 sofa, @"Out
every night. 1 don't believe he cares one
bit about me, now, and yet we've been mar
ried only two years. No man can. have a
more orderly house, I am sure, and ] never
60 anywhere, am not bit extrayagant,
and yet don't believe he loves me any
more. Oh dear, why is it I WASH t rich,
he didn't marry me for my money, and he
must have loved me then-why does he
treat me with so much neglect % and with
her mind filed with such fretful queries,
Lizzie Hayes fell asleep on the sofa. I-,5 ,5a.
M Let me paint her picture as she lay there.
She was blonde, with a small, graceful
figure, and very pretty face. The hair,
which showed by its rich waves its natural
tendency to curl, was brushed smoothly
back, and gathered into rich knot at the
back at was such bother oJcurl il"
she said her cheek was pale, and the
whole face wore discontented expression.
Her dress was neat chintZ wrapper, but
she wore neither collar nor sleeves ~
whats the use of dressing up just for
William ?" ,4.qQa esaqoH n
Lizzie slept soundly for two hours, and
then awoke suddenly. She sat up, glanced
at the clock, and sighed drearilyo at the
prospect of the long interval still to be
spent alone before bed time. gsgaH - III
a0 The library was just over the room in
which she sat, and down the furnace hue,
through the register, q voice came to the
young wife's ears it was her husbands
"Well, Moore, what's man to do I
was disappointed, and must have pleasure
somewhere. Who would have fancied that
Lizzie Jarvis, SO pretty, sprightly and low
ing, could change to the fretful dowdy she
is now Who wants to stay at home to
hear his wife whining all the evening about
her troublesome servants, and her head
ache, and all sorts of bothers She's got
the knack of the drawling whine so. pat,
'pon my life don't believe she can speak
pleasantly" .,1LL = 1s-','''. =
Lizzie sat as if stunned. Was US true :?
She looked in the glass. # not exactly
dowdy, her costume was certainly not sulta-
BILE for an evening, with only William to
admire. She rose, and softly went to her
room with bitter sorrowful thoughts, and a
firm resolution to win back her husbands 8
heart, and then, his love, regained, to keep
it,. ,tnsiis.Y san.
"a The next morning William came into
the breakfast room, with his usual careless
manner, but bright smile came on his
lips as he saw Lizzie. A pretty chintz
with neat collar and sleeves ofsnow muslin,
with wealth of soft, blue curls, had really
metamorphosed her while the blush her
husbands admiring glance called up to
her cheek did not detract from her beauty.
At FIRST William thought there must be a
guest, but glancing around he found they
were alone. ,atieId. - u 90
O "Come, William, your coffee will be
stone cold," said Lizzie, in CHEEKY pleas
ant voice. ..,e--.,,-y,
e at must cool till you sweeten my break
fast with kiss" said her husband, crossing
the room to her side, and Lizzie's heart
bounded, as she recognized the old lovers
tone and manners. .wef4 .siqd9
r. Not one fretful speech, not one COM
plant fell upon Williams ear through the
meal. The newspaper, the usual solace OF
that hour, lay untouched, as Lizzie chatted
gaiIy on every pleasant subject she gould
think OF, warming By his grateful interest
and cordial manner. -,asI dgpl,
"You will be at home to dinner? !" she
said as he went out." ".....a....'....'... 'i'J'l
rsg" "Can't to-day, Lizzie; lhave business out
Of town, but I'll be home early to tea
Have something substantial, for ] don't ex-
pect to dine. Good bye" and the smiling
| look, warm kiss and lively whistle, were q
marked contrast to his lounging, careless
| gait the previous evening" l sni4AA
II am in the right path" said Lizzie in
a low whisper. 80 what fool i have
been for two years - "A fretfnl dowdy. :
l'.William, you shall never say that again"
/ Lizzie loved her husband with real Wife
" devotion, and her lips would culver as
she thought of his confidence to his friend
Moore; but like brave little woman she
stihed back the bitter feelings, and tripped
off to perfect her plans. The grand piano,
silent for months, was opened, and the lin
| en- covers taken from the furniture, Lizzie
thinking, "He shan't find any parlors more
attractive than his own, I am determined" !"
Tea time came, and William came with
| it. A little figure, in o tasty, bright, silk
dress, smooth curls, and oh such aflovel y
blush and smile, stood ready to welcome
| William as he came in; and tea time pass
ed as the morning meal had done. After
| tea, there was no movement, as usual, to-
ward the hat rack. William stood up be-
side the table, lingering, chattering, It'll
Lizzie also rose. She led him to the light,
warm parlors, in their pretty glow Of taste
full arrangement, and drew him down beside
her on the sofa. He felt as if he was court
| ing over again, as he watched her fingers
busy with some fancy needle-Work, and lis
| tened to the cheerful voice he had loved so
dearly two years before.