The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1867-02-22
MisGellaneuns Seleetions.
A Lesson For Husbands.
BY AMY RANDOLPH.

t..s fL t4ls
BY AMY RANDOLPH.
Mrs. Thorneycroft's little back par
lor was what New England housewives
call ''in apple.pie order" And that
properly interpreted, means very per
feet order indeed. The fire, like 8
great red cluster of rubies, was shining
ruddily through the twilight; the tabl'
was spread with faultless china, bur
nished silver and glittering cut-glass
and Mrs. Thorneycroft herself had beer
out into the garden and gathered tn,
blue, bloomy bunches of late grapes
that were in the basket on the side
board, destined to adorn the dessert
And, as she stood before the fire, bal
ancing first one small sippered foot anc
then the other ON the polished rail o
the fender, she smiled to herself tc
think what charming culinary sur
prise was covered up in the kiteher
oven, in the shape of sundry dainty
birds, nesting on toast, and Drowned t.
a marvellous shade of perfection.
81 hope he will make his appearance
before they are quite spoiled,"' sighed
Mrs. Thorneycroft, as the bronze cIocl
struck the hour Of six. "He is so care
less about being in time for his meals.
What a trim, ,dimpled, satisfactory
little Mrs. Thorneycroft she was, as sh,
stood there, with the freight shining
into her blue eyes, and CLOSING he
satin brown hair, and just revealing th,
| faint, peachy bloom on her cheeks anc
the exquisite turn of her round throat
The very black silk dress she wor
seemed to fit her by instinct, and tn
white apron with its ruff1ed pockets
was simply bit of jaconet perfection
Suddenly she Strengthened her it'll
igulc, and her. larkspur blue eye
sparkled, as footstep sounded on tn
threshold below.
dts Harry only five, minutes be
hind time, after ALL" W
But it was not Harry-it was only
the cooks cousin, come to pass socia
evening back of the kitchen stove. Poo
Milly she thought of the fast depreci
ating birds and sighed.
Fifteen minutes past six. Milly rang
for the cook to take the tea-urn dow
stairs again.
"You can bring it up when Mr.. Thor
neycroft comes in, Bridget" ~s-r,s
Half-past SKA quarter to seven!
Milly began to grow-a little nervous
she went to the parlor window anc
looked up and down the street.
81 wish he would be little more
punctuaL"
The wish was yet framing itself il
her mind when there was a night-key
slipped into the door-ai tramp of mas
culine bootheels on the hall oil-cloth
and Harry came jovially into the room
GAS dark as pocket, eh, Milly
Here-give me match and I'll Egh
the gas"
"What makes you SO late, Harryw
Late Oh-let me sea fellow
came into the Office, and We smoked 6
cigar together, and the first 1 knew il
was halfpast six"
"The dinner is spoiled" sighed
Milly, "snd | am so tired of waiting"
"Oh, never mind-never mind" said
Harry, briskly, sitting down to the ia
Bile. "Hallo! are these shriveled ur
little aoatomies all you have for dinner p
"They were beautiful birds an hour
ago."
"Well, at all. events we can eat the
chicken pie. The tea is as cold as a
stone"
81 dare say" said Milly, dryly. "Six
is our dinner hour"
"Where's the use of being particular
to shade" demanded Mr.. Thorney-
croft, with his mouth full of chicken
pie. "Women are so whimsical What
do you say to hearing Rachel tonight ?"
Milly's face frightened up.
81 should likeit of all things, Harry"
"Then we'll 60"
Half an hour afterwards Milly came
down, a pearl-gray silk, with scarlet
opera, circle over her shoulders, and a
coquetish French hat of white Grape and
scarlet buds fastened, a woman only
knows how, among her brown braids.
Bridget only was in the room, clearing
away the relics of the late dinner.
"Where is Mr.. Thorneycroft,
Bridgetw
sJust stepped ont to get shaved, mem
-he says he'll be back directly"
Milly sat down by the fire and began
to read. AS she turned the first page
the clock struck eight.
"We shall certainly be late" thought
Milly, nervously.
Five-ten-6fteen minutes went BY.
Milly closed her book and laid it aside,
annoyed beyond all expression. 1t was
nearly nine when at length her husband
came in.
"Ready"
"Ready!" echoed Milly, who was de-
liberately untying her bonnet. 'Look
at the clock
BY Jove!" CALCULATED Mr.. Thorn
eycroft, "who would have supposed it
was so late! But, you e, met Jen-
kins, and we sauntered down street a
little way, and"
"And SO we may as well give up
Rachel at once!"
"Never mind, Mil. we can go some
other evening"