Sugar planter. [volume] (West Baton Rouge [i.e. Port Allen, West Baton Rouge Parish, La.]) 1856-1925, 1869-10-16
THE WAY TO KEEP HIM:

tea table and doDned bis great Coat.
ss"Yss,s l have an engagement wit
Moore shall be 10 early ; good bye
have . light ip the library !" and with
careless nod, William Hays left the room
"Always the way" murmured Lizzi
Hays, sinking back OF the sofa. "Ou
every night I don't believe he car
one bit about me now, and yet we hav
been married only two years. No ma
. have a more orderly house, and
never 60 anywhere. am not u bit ex
trsvagsnt, aud yet l don't believe b,
loves me any more. Oh. dear | why j,
it? was not rich /; be didn't marry M
for money. and he must have loved M
then. Why does be treat me with sucf
neglect" and with her mind filed will
such frightful queries, lizzie Hays fell
asleep on the sofa.
Let me paint be picture as she lav
there. She was a blonde, with a small
graceful figure. and very pretty face
The hair. which showed by its rich waves
its natural tendency to curl. was brushed
smoothly back. and gathered into a rich
knot behind f; cit WAS such a bother t.
carl it, she said ; her cheek was pale,
and her whole face wore a discontented
expression Her dress was a neat chintz
wrapper. bat she wore neither collars nor
cuffs What's the use of dressing up
just for William 2"
Lizzie slept soundly for two hours. and
the woke up suddenly. She sat up. CLAN
ced at the clock, and sighed drearily at
the prospect of the long interval still to
be spent before bed time.
The library was inst over the room in
which she sat, and down the furnace 6ur
through the register, q voice came to thu
young wife's ears /; it was that Of her
husband.
Well. Moore, what's q man to do? /
was disappointed, and must have pleas
ure somewhere. Who would have fau.
cied that Lizzie Jarvis. So pretty, sprlght
~ and loving, could change to the fretful
dowdy she is now?. Who wants to sta,
at home to hear his wife whining about
Der servants and her headache, and all
that sort of bother? She's got the knack
of that drawing whine so pat ; '2on nv
life I don't believe she Can speak pleas
,&D dt>1s -
Lizzie sat as if stunned. Was this
true 7 She looked in the glass. If notI
her costume was certainly not
suitable for 40 evening with only Will.
to admire. She rose, aud softly went
% her o with bitter, sorrowful
thoughts, and q firm resolution to win
back her husbands heart, and then, bis
love regaiued. to keep it.
The nexs morning William came into
The breakfast room with bis usual care.
less manner. but q bright smile came on
bis lips "a be saw Lizzie. A pretty chintz.
neat collar and cuffs, with a wreath
Of soft, full curls. had really met.mor
phosec her ; while the, blush her hush
and's sdmiriDg glance called up to her
cheek, did not detrsct from her beauty
At first William thought there mass h+
guest. but glancing around, found they
we're alone.
Gone. William. your coffee will soon
cold" said Lizzie, 10 a cheerful, pleas.
mt voice. 90
ut must cool. till you sweeten nv
breakfast With q kiss" said ser husband.
'rcsSing the to her side, and LIZ
les heart bounded as she recognized the
I'D lovers tone and manners.
Not one fretful 40 ech, not one COM.
,laint fell upon Williams ear throuph
meal. The newspaper, the usual sol.
at that hour, lay untouched. az Liz.
chatted gay'y on every pleasant sub {
cot she could think OF, warming bv hi. {
interest and cordial manner.
." You will c"me home to dinner :" she
aid, as he went out. d,
Cant to day. Lizzie ; I have busineas
OF town, but I'll tie home earlv to tea
lave something s%ubstantisi, krr dou',
xpect to dine. Good bye" and the
milling look. warm kiss and lively viii. il
10 we're . marked coptrast to his ~louop.
og careless gait of the previous evening
Il am 10 the right path" said Lizzie
low whisper. "Oh! what a fool.
ve been for the past two years Fret-lG
dowdyl William shall never saw q
hat again" @'.sA7S ;.
Lizzie loved her husband with real il
''iely devotion, and her lips would
ulver % she thought Of his CONFIDENCE
bis friend, Moore. but like q brave
woman, she sti6ed back the bitterI
e''"gs and tr,pped of to perfect herlS
Tho grand piana, silent for
onshe. Wa opened. and the linen covers
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