The Greenville enterprise. [volume] (Greenville, S.C.) 1870-1873, 1870-03-16

But sosy is il different, tier.

Dut s0ny 10 sIS uinerens, ner.
oert kr s;-s ..a r.
Hem-wly . because--ofcoursc
anybody can see why--it's self
l must be very blind said Mrs.
Ainscourt, dcmnrely, sbut I con.
fcss | can't discriminate the essen.
tial difference -. -
Herbert Ainscourt said no more,
but lie did not at all relish the
change that had lately come over
the spirit of Dsisy's dream. s,
She did change, somehow. She
went ont driving, here, there, and
everywhere. lie never kn g W
when he was certain Of quiet
evening with her she Joined not
only the club, but innumerable 60
cieties for thousand and one pur-
poses, which took her away from
h o me almost continually. Mr..
Ainscourt chated against the bit,
but It was useless. Daisy always
had an excuse to plead.
Presently b er mother in.law
bore down upon her--an austere
old lady in black satin and q ches
nut-brown wig. ,z.s -s-.a. :. A
Daley, you are making my son
- Am " cried Daley. Dear
me, l hadn't an idea Of it: What's
the trouble p %.
'You must ask himself,' said the
mother:in.law, who believed-sen
sible old iady-in yonpg married
peoples settling their own diff.
culties. sAll ! know is the, bare
fact -, ....... ..........
So Daisy went home t o Z h Q
drawingroom, where Herbert lay
on the sofa pretending to read,
but in reality brooding over his
troubles. : e. ,-+ -. ~ r.. ......s
What's the matter, Herbert 2
eaid Daisy, kneeling on the floor
beside him, and putting her soft,
cool hands on his fevered brow.
The matter. Nothing much,
only l am miserable he sulIenly
answered. ,...
But why2' she persisted.
Because you are SO changed,
Daisy. Co., -. 80 -
Hoao am / changed q .< p.
You are never at home; you
have lost tue zdomesticity which
was, in my eyes, your greatest
charm. l.never have son to NV.
self any more. Daisy, don't you
sec how it is irnbittering my life q
Docs it make you unhappy T.
she asked. softly. , $50
You know that it does, Daisy
And do you suppose 1 liked il,
Herbert p -''' p. -
: What do you meau?' he ask
mean, that I passed tho first
year of my married life in, Just
such a lonesome way. You were
never at home. You | ad no do.
mesticity.' Clubs, drives, billiard
Playing, and champagne suppers
engroesed yonr whole timc. l, your
wife, pined at home alone.'
But why didn't you tell me
you were unhappy
Because you would have laugh-
ed ct the idea, and called it wo-
man's wllim. ! resolved, when we
were first married, to fritter away
neither time nor breath in idle
complaints. / have not complain
ed; ! have simply followed Your
example. If it was not a good
one, whose fault was that? Not
mine, surely "...-a. ...- ... FL. .~
No, Daisy, not yours he as,
sented. .-
Il don't like this kind of life
went on Daisy. 1T is a false ex.
-citement--a hollow diversion; but
/ persisted in it for tile same rea.
son, / suppose, that you did--be.
cause IL was the fashion. Now tell
me, Herbert. whether you would
prefer a Fashionable wife, or Dai.
syP :. 80, g l,.f ..s;
.Daisy-a thousand times Dai-
syl' -. -, : =. o.. t..
but Daley can't get along with
q ,theatregoing, clnb.iiving hns-
bando s.St.siah.Jss .pza. s s- 50 ..s-7sq.
Then she shall have a husband
who finds his greatest happiness at
his own hearth-stone-whose wife
lie his dearest treasure-who has
tried the experience of surface life,
and finds it unsatisfactory. Daisy,
shall We begin our matrimonial
career anewP ,as4ma $50. -. r4.. ...s
- And Daisy's whispered answer
was, Yes -
But what must you h av Q
thought of me all this timer she
asked him, after little while.
b Il know what ] think aoso., Fl ,
And what 10 thats' ,.7. ..sa,7s VI
'I,think,' said Mr.. Ainscourt,
with emphasis, stbat you are the
best wife in the world.' rFa's Las