The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1870-11-03
NmE PASSING CLOUD.

nME PASSING CLOUD.
sDo you want me to get anything for you in
town." -, :
chance visitor might have thought ne sPoke P
timidly. He certainly spoke deterentlaiiy
lines upon his brow which were not usual.
Ordinarily he would have said, as ne drew on
his glove.s'Now, my love- what can 1 get !or
you in town." and he would have spoken ga1iy
and frankly, with sprightliness and sparkle;
For they had been married not year yet, ana
only the day before Andrew had declared that
they would never outlive their honeymoon.
eDolly,n he had said, with kiss, when we
cease to love, we shall cease to live; tor LIE
could be nothing without love-" :,
But now cloud had come-yery small az
frst-not bigger than mans hand-but yet
cloud. Dolly had never complained OF fatigue
or weariness and yet she was far from robust.
On this particular morning she had arisen with
an aching head, but she did not tell of It, She
did not smile as was her wont, andh husband
asked her what was the matter. His question
seemed to imply that her manner had fretted
him, and there was almost an accusation IN It,
and she replied, rather shortly -,
ssBut there must be something. What Is it!
This, to the wife, rendered over susceptible
By her headache, seemed q disputing OF her
word, and she answered,
tI tell you-nothing."
"But, Dolly, you wouldn't act SO II there was
nothing the matter"
aAct how g' demanded the wife, flushing un-
der this direct charge. What have done ?"
What could the husband reply to this
What single act of hers-what word, even
could he point out? Something in her manner
had Jared upon the sensitive chords OF his
heart, and a cloud had come between them but
how could he tell it? How could he give to
another an idea of that which had no form or
substance, and which he had only perceived
because it dropped q discord into the exquisite
harmony of his Jealous love? He could make
no plausible answer, and this fretted him still
more.
20, nothing, nothing" he said, drawing back:
eff you don't choose to confde in me, all right" !"
The wife's eyes flashed now. and she spoke
auickly-spoke so quickly, and so feelingly,
that the husband was, in turn, offended; and,
with 4 hasty word upon his lips he went away
to his chamber, and made ready for the city,
which was distant but few miles from his
suburban residence.
When Andrew Thurston re-entered the sit
ting-room with his hat in his hand, he asked
the question we have already heard,
'Do you want me to get anything Tor you In
town"
How cold his voice sounded to the wife who
sat, with bowed and aching head, by the cur
ta;ned window. 1t did not sound like the voice
of her husband. and she did not look up. She
would wait till he came to kiss her, as he al
ways did before he went away, and then she
might be able to speak, to speak upon his bo-
som. where she could hide her face, but she
dared not trust her voice now. She knew she
should cry if she spoke, and she would not
have her husband see her do that if he were
angry with her. But he did not come to her.
He turned away without another word, and
was gone.
Andrew Thurston knew that his wife must
have heard this question, and as she did not
Immediately answer, he allowed his anger to
express itself in slam Of the door as ne went
ont. He pulled on his gloves very vigorously,
and stepped off with measured and majestic
strides But not long so. The fresh morning
air famed his brow with cooling influence,
and he began to think. He missed something.
For the first time since he had been married
he was going away without his wife's kiss.
Surely cloud had arisen upon the domestic
horizon, and something very much like storm
had come upon their peace. He YVES unhappy,
and the more he meditated the more unhappy
he became. ;.
"Dolly was to blame" he said to himself
But this did not heal his wound.
II may have been hasty,n he .:,S aGknowledgea =
after further reflection. "But still, Measured
himself, "she irritated me-"
Thus he reached point very far from sooth-
ing or satisfactory in its influence. He was
forced to acknowledge that he had allowed
himself. in a moment of irritation, to speak
hastily and unkindly. Then he entered the
car, took his seat alone, in far corner, and
pulled his hat down over his eyes. He did not
wish to converse. When he reached his store
he was moody and taciturn, very unlike the
Andrew Thurston whose wont it was to come
In with smiles and cheerful salutation.
A little thing it was, to be sure, but it gave
him great pain. A mote is tiny particle, but
it becomes thing of painful moment when it
is lodged in the eye; and the heart that is
made tender with devoted, living love, Is as
sensitive to notes as is the eye. Hitherto the
current of Andrews love had flowed on un-
broken and untroubled, and this incoming of
obstruction had produced turbulence as de-
structive of peace and happiness for the time,
as though the very fountain Of love itself had
been broken up. In short, he was brought to
the self-confession that there could be no more
ioy for him until this cloud had passed away
And how should that be done? How should
the sunlight be let in again upon his heart
He was proud, and he did not like to make
confession of fault Would his wife make the
first acknowledgment? He hoped so; for thus
the evil might be put away.
picked up paper, and sought to overcome his
unhappy thoughts by reading He could not
fix his mind upon the thread of long article,
50 he read the short paragraphs; and at length
his eye caught the following: :.
"Where there has been misunderstanding
between near and dear friends, resulting in
mutual unhappiness and regret, the one who