The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1869-06-04
The Way to Keep Him.

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Hayes fretfuHy, as her husband rose
from the tea-table aud donned bis
grcat-coat. .s
-" Yes ; I have; au enga cement
with Moore; shall be in early; have
a light in the library good-by.''
And with . careless ned w illiam
Hays left the room. ,:,,y@ 3ula Gd
" Always the way murmured
Lizzie Hayes, sinking back upon a
sofa. "Out every night. l don't
believe he cares one bit about M
now, and yet we have been m arried
only two years. s. No man can have
a more orderly house, and I never
90 anywhere. Tam not a bit ex-
travagaut, and yet 2 don't believe
he loves me any moro. 81 o dear
why is it.? I wasn'trich; he didn't
marry me for my money, and he
must have loved ME then. Why
does he treat me With SO much neg
lect 2" And with her mind filed
with such frIghtful queries Lizzie
Hayes tell asleep on the sofa. ..
Let me paint her picture as she
lay there. She was a blonde, with
a small, graceful figure, and very
pretty face. The hair, which show
ed by its rich waves its natural
tendency to curl, was brushed
smoothly back and gathered into a
rich knot at the back, cit was such
a bother to curl it " she said; her
cheek was pale, and the whole face
wore a discontentcd expression.-
Her dress was a neat chintz wrap
per. but she wore neither collar nor
cuffs. What's the use Of dressing
up just for William 20 &1sa =
Lizzie slept soundly for two hours
and then awoke suddenly. She sat
up, glanced at the clock, and sigh
ed drearily at the prospect of the
long interval still to be spent be-
fore bedtime.
The library was just over the
room in which she sat, and ! down
the furnace fuc, through the regis
ter, q svoice. came to the young wife's
ears it was her husbands. 8~ -
Woll, Moore, what's a man to
do? was disappointed and must
have pleasure somewhere. Who
would have sfancicd that. Lizzie Jar
Wis, so pretty, sprightly, and loving,
could change to the fretful dowdy
she is now? Who wants to stay at
home to heae Ais, wife .whiuing all
the evening about Her servants and
her headache and all sorts of both
ers? She's got the knack of that
drawling whine so pat-'pon my
pleasantly" ~ Z. . : : & , !
Lizzie sat as if stunned. Was
this true? She looked in the glass.
If not exactly, dowdy, her costume
was certainly mot suitable for an
evening, with only William to ad-
mirc. She rose, and softly went to
her room with bitter, sorrowful
thoughts, and, o. firm resolution to
win Sack ker husbands heart, and
then, his love regaincd, to keep it.
The next morning William came
into tho 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 cuffs of snowy linen, with
q wealth Of soft, full curls, had
really metamorphosad her; while the
blush Ter husbands admiring glance
called up to her cheek did not de-
tract from her beauty. At first
William thought th4s must be1a.
guest /; but glanchgs ssdh3 he
found they were alshe.s "
"Comc, Willi&i, t0urscofse will
be soon cold," laid Lizzie, in
cheerful, pleasant voice.
/ 1T Aaat .cSd( tNl yS4 sfeeten
my bseslfaitsviJ skissgs 7id her
hus anil ptoflug hssrSam 10 her
side, ala Ezlie g hears sounded, as
sheNrecognized tho old lovers tone
Ind manners,
/, Not one fretful speech. nor one
complaint fell upon Williams ear
through the meal. The newspaper,
the syuei sdIacart thaE hour 6 At
unto Icksd,, 1s dsiihhe ekstt edAgaSy'
On every pleasant subject she could
think of, warming by his grateful
interest and coYdial.h 3ihet...