The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1866-12-08
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pastor had come back to her ali At once as
she sat there weeping The words he had
spoken TO her the evening before her mar
riGCe. " Ny little girl you have made good
choice George Graham, yo0r promised lus-
band, IS a Young man of excellent principles
and good disposition, and VIII do his best 20
make you happy But he is not perfect no
man is. and you must be patient with his
failings always patient. One cross word
leads to another, and tbat to another till by
and bT there a quarrel ana then goodbye
to happiness DC-'t seOlj, but coax; don &
drive, but lead. And If you ever feel tried
with him, think how much more Il might
have been And always, always remember
that he Is no saint, bat only man; man,
mortal and weak BE it vcur work, little
girl, to make his earthly home q happy home,
and to lead him onward and upward towards
that holier one not made lvitl. hands
Dead, yet speaketh She said solemnly,
as that long, earnest talk came back to her
And-and, / Il do i5 anyway IF he won't
/ forgive, if he won't agree 81 begin again and
/ Try l5 over, vsIy-9, / never, never can 90
/ out alone into the world, and see him mar
ned 10 another woman O, Ill never say.
4 another word, 1 won {, not 0ac IF ne has
/ every chair piled to the ceiling with coats
and pants, and the floor waist deep with boots
and rubbers | don't see what made me
4 spe0ka SO cross to bin. III get q girl to-luor-
! row; somebody that can cook better than },
/ and II keep cut Of the kitchen aud when
/ ever he comes in, 1 ii take his things myself
/ and take care Of them Whatmust be have
/ thought Of me to hear me say such dread
| full thiBgs!
And filing up the stove with coal, drain
/ ing of the vegetables and leaving the oven
door open, she ran up stairs and put on her
homeland sGque, seized her nuf and gloves,
and locking the door after her. went out
Itwas bitter cold, but she did not mind it.
| The wind was driving the sleet right IN her
face, but she drew her thick veil over her
swollen eyes and hurried on. lt was slip
perry as glass, but her gathered feet ran along
as If sharp shOd She had but one thought;
to see George again, tell him how sorry she
was, and bring him back to dinner
With shout and "hurra u "a little fel-
low came c0aatlng down one Of the cross
streets Just as she had set her foot on the
curb stone. The sled whirled, zig Jagged a
moment and then run her down. She scream
ed, invQuDtariaIly, and, rs she fell put out
her hands implOringly. Some one clasped
them, held them tightly brief SPELL and
then gently assisted her to her feet Some
one spoke TO her Some one said kindly,
tauderly, lovingly, Are you much hurt,
Susie 2 Some one drew aside her veil
Some one looked pittyingly into her eyes.
Who was it, think you
80, George I'm so glad you happened
here; was going down to the Office after
| you"
Were you, Susie? And was coming up
! to the house to see you
lie looked about him few seconds, and
| then said, menacingly, " just halt lcay and
zee met"
The nex5 minute he was tucking her little
/ nd IL Ill. 4
| home, walking slowly cautiously, and ask
! ing every few steps if she were suIe she
was not Iau hurt, and adding " he'd send
the lit5le rascal to Jail If she were" to all
/ of which she said earnestly, Not any,
hardly; only frightened little; he wasn't
to blame for the sled turning; I'm so glad
we met
Inside the front door, before hardly the
| lock had sprung, he caught her to his heart
and as be held her in the warm close en-
brace, he kissed her passionately
' " hat did you think of me, darling, for
talking so to your You don't know how sorry
I am"
''Wbat did you ehink of me, George, scold-
ing you as | did; If you only knew how ]
cried afterwards"
" But plagued you dreadfully I know,
Susie. You're so neat, and I'm such care
less scamp"
"a It was plagued you George I've no
business to be so neat as to make myself
fussy, cross old thing. aud won't any more.
l won't say word, George, if you turn the
whole house tOpsy- y-turvy every time you come
IN. o, George, to think Of our quarreling
so, before we've been married q year p
And you running away to leave me here
alone, O., Susie l should run after you be-
fore morning I"
at was awful-the way we talked to each
other. Can you ever forgive me 2"
Yes, indeed ! forgaye you ten minutes
after l reached the Office though going down
there, Susie, 1 did wish, almost, that you
were little sloven, instead Of such a tidy
bit Of lady"
don't wonder, George; it is enough to
make man hate the very word neatness,
when his wife is forever scOlding about It So !
But do you know what I am going to do2 |
am going to hire girl to cook, wash, iron
and scrub, and I'm going 10 meet you az the /
door every time you come in, and put away |
your things fer you, so that well both DO /
suited. The housell Il be in order and you /
won't be bothered helping about it.
The dcuceyou will, Susie p Pardon pet, |
] didn't mean to say it Have the girl ! |
always wanted you to but hang me, if I'm /
going to have such a H5tle bltof q wife to put /
away my things, and me d great six-foOter |
No, no. on may meet me and kiss me- 1
but-way just see how nice ] can do it |
when I've mind to and releasing her /
from mis- folded arms, he deliberately took !
off his hat and oYercoat and hung them up 4
by Plummet and line, and then kicked of 1
his rubber5 and set them squarely Under the /
rack.
Only, Susie If I once in a while forget /
] went scold, George; no / won't, if J /
have to bite my lips ill they bleed, 10 keep /
the ugly words in
And when see you biting your lips, |