The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1867-02-22

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that might have diversified her mopto-
nous life were too often missed through
his carelesness and sel6shness Of her
husband. y - s
] "Sulking, eh," thought Harry, dis
| contentedly, as Milly went up stairs to
put away her hat and circle. "Really,
Milly is little too unreasonable. If l
drank or gambled there might be some
excuse for her black looks, but little
carelessness-where's the great crime
of it~ -' p
.Mildred," he said the next morning,
at the breakfast table, ''it's not very
busy day with me; suppose we go up
to Carrsdale and spend the afternoon
with your brother and his wife,"
"And return on the evening train y
ayes. Just imagine what a splendid
day this will be for the old woods and
glens up there! l can almost fancy
that hear the yellow leaves drifting
down upon the moss. Besides, be-
lieve a little change would do you good
you are beginning to look pale"
alt would be very pleasant" " said
Milly, thoughtfully. .'s isai rS =
"Then suppose you meet me at
the depot at one precisely;'the train
leaves at five minutes after one. % d.as
''You will not disappoint me!"
''Disappoint yop, goosy? what would
make me disappoint you? Remember
one precisely! And now sget me my
hat-there's nice little Milty"
The great black hand of the depot
clock was Just touching the figure one,
when Mildred Thorneyeroft entered the
door of the passengers waiting-room.
She glanced roud eagerly-no Harry
Twas there
sit is five minutes yet before the
train leaves-he may still be here!" she
thought, taking her seat just where she
could command view OF any person
who came into the building. as
The moments glided away; the pas
sengers crowded into the cars; the late
arrivals ran breathlessly to secure, seats,
while the earlier ones serenely y surveyed
them from the car windows. There was
the usual hustle and turmoil attendant
on the departure of well-populated
way train, and finally the cars moved,
one by one, out of the depot, and Mil
dred still sat there alone and unheeded.
The last car had been gone about
three minutes, when Mr.. Thorneycroft
rushed into the depot.
"Hallo, Milly | it can't be possible that
the cars have gone. Whip, | only stop.
ped half second in the street to buy a
newspaper, and" rsa ~
| He stopped, painting for breath,
and wiping the perspiration from his
forehead with cambria pocket b hand-
kerchief. of IL.
dts too bad l declare, I'm sorry,
Mildred !" 7
Milly did not answer; she had much
ado to keep back her rebellious tears, as
she thought of the golden October sun
shine raining down through the grand
old woods at Carrsdale, and the deli
cious blue haze, wrapping the distant
hill-tops in dreamy indistinctness. 1t
was rather hard to come back to the
bricks and mortar of city walls after
| this +u. a5iu
| T'll tell you what Milly you shan't
lose your excursion. I've got to 60 to
Bury on business to-morrow-it's 0
ljolly old country town up the Hudson
land you shall go with me. There'l
be no mistake about it this time, for il
Pm not there we shall be non-suited
and lose the prettiest law case I've
taken in hand this year" Sou es.
Milly had stopped silent, outlining
the pattern of the oil-cloth on the floor
with the point of her parsol, but she
looked up with a bright smile as her
husbs nd finished speaking. = 81 %
"Thank you, Harry. | should Ike
that very much, indeed"
Sensible" thought Mr.. Thoruey-
croft, as he went back to, bis office,
ileaving Mildred to retrace her footsteps
SOLITARY and alone," toward her home.
'Pm glad there wasn't scene, ,Milly's
dear little thing, but she's only a
woman, and women are unnecessarily
fussy about some things"
Mildred Thorneycroft met her hus-
band that night with a face as bright as
he could have desired.
$50 we are really to have a journey
tomorrow, Harry !"
"No mistake about it this time, Mil
lily. 1 wish you would see that the SER
wants have breakfast ready half an hour
earlier than usual" asso
"What time does the train leave %
cat eight"
''Is there only one train day ~
'Only one."
every well! I'll see that the servants
are punctual." -
Mr.. Thorneycroft was awake bright
and early the next morning.
"Milly! Milly wake up, child 1t is
nearly seven!"
"Nonsense, Harry it can't be pos
sible" murmured Mildred, sleepily.
"But it is possible Just glance at the
clock if you don't believe me-"
"Yes-Pll be up in one minute"
But when Mr.. Thorneycroft re-en-
tered the room after having rushed up
stairs to rouse the sleepy household, he
found Milly's head nestled down against
the pillow once more, and the lashes
dropping on her cheek.
"Milly Milly you must get up"
And this time she obeyed his sum-
mons.
Mr.. Thorneycroft, for once in his life
punctual to second, vibrated between
kitchen and bedroom, tormenting
Bridget concerning the breakfast, and
hurrying his wife's toilet with about
equal success in either quarter Bridget,
obstinate like the rest Of her race, would
not be hurried, and Milly was aston
ishingly leisurely in her proceedings,
taking her hair down twice after it was
all put up, on account of some fancied
defect and stopping to mend rip in
her dress with stitches infinitesimally
small.
So that between one delay and
another, it was fully half-past seven be-
fore they sat down to breakfast.
'Dear me" said Milly, ''ths coffee
is quite cold. Bridpet. take II down