National opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1865-1874, 1870-09-23

up toO llt NuSu l tlOSS Ut lTSl he Iblu
out until | made him mad. | wish he
was more careful, though-such "A dear.
good fellow about everything else. New
er scolds when bills come in, like Han
nah Benton's husband. Mercy | don't
know how she does live with him. And
he's always giving me change, too.
hardly ever have to ask for cent |
don't know what | should do if had to
manage AS Carrie Sanford does to get
dollar out of jim. If had such man.
Id leave him, if ! had to work my tng-
ers to the bone to earn my living And
he wants me to have a girl and be dressed
up all the time, and read and practice,
and go out with him and there's poor
Little May Miller, that never sits down
once week but is forever in the kitch-
en-, and nevera word of thanks, Joe always
wondering why she don't go more than
she does He ought to go to the tread
mill himself. And he never tastes drop
of liquor, nor would not for the world,
and there's Nellie Grey's sot of a hus-
band coming home beastly drunk every
night of lis life and soaring the life out
of her. I'd see him drowned before I'd
live with him. And he never smokes
nor chews, while you can't go into any
/ body else's house, hardly without stumb-
hing over splttoOns. or being sutfocatcd
with somebody's pipe or cigar Dear
me | should die III week if | had to
live that way And he is always so good
natured, too-never gave me IA cross
word until to-day" But here she broke
down entirely sob after sob tearing away
III her throat, and threatening to choke
her
The paroXysm was too violent to last
long. As it subsided, she dashed of the
tears that flooded her cheeks, wiped her
eyes, and bathed her face thoroughly.
Then she stood Il few minutes as if gath
erng up resolution. A calm, beauti-
full expression played about her lips.
The words of her old pastor had come
back to her all at once as she sat there
weeping. The words he had spoken to
her the evening before her marriage
" My little girl You have made good
choice. George Graham, your promised
husband, is Il young man of excellent
principles and good disposition, and will
do his best to 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 anoth-
er, TIL by and by there's a quarrel, and
then good by to happiness, Don't scold,
but coax don't drive, but lead. And If
ever You feel tired with him, think how
much worse it might have been. Ana
always. always remember that he is no
saint, but only nan man, mortal and
weak. Be it your work, little girl, to
/ 11ulya lts " h,,,,,
and to lead HIM onward and upward
towards that holier one not made with
hands"
Dead; yet speaketh," she said
solemnl y as that long, earnest talk came
back to her. "And-and, I'll do it. any
way. If he won't forgive, he won't agree
to begin again. to try it over, why-oh, |
never, never can go out alone in the world.
and see him married to another woman
Oh, | Ii never say another word, | won't t,
= not one, if he has every chair piled up tC
the ceiling with coats and pants, and til,
floor waist deep with boots and rubbers
| don't see what made me speak so eros,
to him. I'll get girl tomorrow some
, body that can cook better than |, anC
, III keep out of the kitchen and when
ever he comes III I'll take his things my
self, and take care of them. What must
, he have thought of me to hear me say
such dreadful thingsl 50
And filling up the stove with coal
d draining the water off the vegetables
and leaving the oven door open, she raj
| up stairs, and put on her sacque and bon
net, seized her mufl and gloves, an,
r locking the door after her, went out.
1t was bitter cold but she did no
mind ii. The wind was driving the slee
right into her face, but she only drew tn,
t thick veil closer over her swollen eyes
q and hurried ON. 1t was slippery a
e glass but her gathered feet ran along n
If sharp shod. She had but one though
a to see George again, and tell him hov
q sorry she was and bring him back t,
e. dinner.
| With Il shout and "hurrah - littl
Y fellow came coasting down one of tn
5 cross streets Just as she had set her foo
e on the curb-stone. The sled whirlcd
+ zigzagged IA moment, and then ran he
o down She screamed involunthilv. and
Il us she fell, put out her hands imploring
" ly. Some one clasped them, held then
o tightly brief spell, and then gently as
G sisted her to her feet. Some one Dire,
n aside her veil. Some one looked pity
n iugly into her eyes. Who was it, thin
! you
'- "Oh, George | am So glad you hal
e pened here | was goin down to til
Office after you"
# Were you, Susie And was con
p. ing mp to the house to see you"
N He looked about him few second,
Il and then said meaningly-
Il just half way and we met.
d. The next minute he was tucking Ii,
, little hand under his elbow, and g1lidin
~ her back home walking slowly, caution,
n ly, and asking at every few steps "if sh
was sure she was not hurt, and nddinl
,e "he'd send the little rascal to jail il sl
, wcre," to all of which she said carnestl,
b. Not any hardly only frightened
to little; he was not to blame for the sic
N turning ] am so glad we met
II Inside the front door, before hardl
10 the lock had sprung, he caught her
~ his heart, and Ms he held her in the war
ht close embrace, he kissed her passion
q. ntely.
nt "What did you think of me- darling
ii for talking so to you You don't kno
m how sorry ! am.
lc What did yoW think of me, Gcorg
r. scolding you ns | did? II you on
knew now ! cried afterwards"
K But | plagued you dreadfully,
he know, Susie. You're SO neat, and l.
n such n careless scamp"
tn g II was ! who plagued you, Gcorg,
'cs ] have no business to- bc 80 neat ~
ks make myself n fussy, cross old thing, al
he | won't any more. | won't say a wor
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