Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1866-01-02
SELECT STORY.
The Way to Keep Him.

'sOut again tonight 9' said Mrs Hayes fret
fully, her husband rose from the tea table and
donned his great coat.
eyes, have an engagement with Moore
shall be in carly; have a light in the library.
Good night" And with careless nod, William
Hayes left The room.
always that way murmured Lizzie Hayes
sinking back upon a sofa. @'Out every night.
don't believe he bit about me now, and
yet we've been married only two years. No man
can have more orderly house, am sure, and I
never 30 anywhere ; | am not bit extravaganza
and yet [ don't believe he loves me any more
Oh dear! why is it; l wasn't rich, he didn't mar
ry me for money, and he must have loved me
then-why does he. treat me with neglect!'' And
with her mind filed with such frightfu queries
Lizzie Hayes fell asleep on the sofa.
Let me paint her picture she lay there. she
was blonde with a SMALL graceful figure, ard a
very pretty face The hair, which showed by
its rich waves its natural tendency to curl,
brushed smoothly back, and gathered into rich
knott was such bother to curl il, she said
her cheek was pale, and her whole face wore la
dicontented expression. Her dress was q neat
chntz wrapper, but she wore neither collar nor
cuts. ''What is the Of dressing jus for
William %
Lizzie slept soundly for two hours, and then
awoke suddenly She sat up, glanced at the
clock, and sighed drearily at the prospect OF
the long interval to be spent before bed time.
The library just over the. room in which
she sat, and down the furnace flue through the
register came voice 10 the young wife 5 ears !;
it was her husbands.
swell, Moore, what's man to do I was dis
appointed, and | must have pleasure somewhere
| Who would have fancied that Lizzie Jarvis, so
pretty, sprightly and loving, could change TO the
| frettul dowdy she is now? Who wants TO stay
at home to hear his wife whining all the evening
about her troublesome servants and headache,
and all sorts of bothers She has got the knack
Of that drawing whine 50 perfectly, 'pon my life
don't believe she can speak pleasantly"
Lizzie sat as if stunned. Was it true She
looked in the glass. If net exactly dowdy, her
costume Was certainly not suitable for an even
ing, with only William TO admire She rose and
went softly to her room with bitter, and sorrow
full thoughts, ard firm resolution to win back
her husband heart, and then, his love regained
to keep it.
The nextmorning, u illiam came into the break
last room IN his usual careless manner, bat a
Bright smile came to his lips as he saw Lizzie
pretty ohlntz VITA neat collar and cuffs of
! snowy muslin, with wealth of soft, full curls
had really metamorphorized her while the blush
which her husbands admiring glance called up
TO her cheek did not detract from her beauty
AT hrst' he thought there might be guest, but
! ganc1ng around lie found they were alone.
''Come, Wllamss your coffee will soon be cold %
said Lizzie, in pleasant cheerful voice.
ut must cool ill you sweeten my breakfast
with KISS, sad he crossing the room to her
| side, and Llzzies heart bounded as she recog-
nized the old lovers tone and manners.
| Not one fretfu speech, not one complaint fell
on Williams earsth1ongh the whole meal. The
newspaper, the scace of the hour, lay untouch d,
as Lizzie chatied gaily on every pleasant subject
she could think Of, warming by his grateful inte-
rest and cordial manner
''lou Will be home 10 dinner ?" she said, as he
went out.
''Can't to-day, Lizzie; I've got business out of
town, but will be home eally to tea Have
something substantial, for don't expect to dine.
Goodbye )" aud The smiling look, warm kiss, and
lively whistle, wore marked contrast to lis
lounging, careless gait the evening previous.
''lm on the rigat path,' said Lizzie, in low
whisper. ..Oh wAat u fool [ have been for two
years. A fretty dowdy. William, you shall
er have cause to say that again"
Lizzie loved her husband with true wifely de-
voion, and her lips would culver as she thou ght
OF his confidence to his friend Moore but like
brave little woman, she stiHed her feelings and
tripped oil to perform her plans. The grand piano,
silent for months, was opened, and the linen GOV
e1s taken from the furniture. Lizzie thinking
she shan't find any parlor more pleasant than
his own, am determined.
Tea time came, and Villain came with it.
little figure III a tasty, bright, silk dress,
smooth curls, and oh such lovely bush and
smile, stood ready to welcome William as ne came
in :; and tea being passed the morning m5al
had done. Alter tea there was movement, as
usual toward the hat rack. William stood be-
side the table, lingering and chatting till Lizzie
also arose. She led him to the light, warm par
lor, in their pretty glow Of tasteful arrange
ment, and drew lin down On the sofa beside her.
He felt as If he was conrting over and over again
as he watched her fingers busy with some fancy
needle work, and listened to the cheerful voice he
had loved so dearly two years before
''What arc you making Lizzie" ~