The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1870-11-19
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uated at Norwood
The neatly appointed breakfast equip
age had not been removed by the spruce
maid servant, but the meal had conclud-
ed, and the master of the neat little cot
tage was about to take his departure by
train for the scene of his daily labors.
Robert Dinwillow was only solicitors
confidential clerk, ut salary of rather
less than the much-abused three hundred
pounds per annum yet he contrivcd to
find life very tolerable on the whole. He
was fine, honest. faced, stalwart person,
about thirty two or three, who loved his
friends, his old mother and sisters, and
adored his pretty spoilt, wilful, loving
wife-a bright-eyed, petulant, chirping
little woman, ten years his junior.
The morning was splendid; the room
was cheerful, the servant maid brisk and
willing, and the eggs and rashers had
been unexceptional, the coffee clear, the
rolls crisp, and the butter, really butter.
Ye. for all that, as she stood amid the
flowers in her bay -window-hersclf IN
white dress and blue ribbons, the most
attractive object thcre-there was sui
len pout on Selma Denwillow's pretty
mouth that was not pleasant to see.
"Come, dear, | must go in two min
utes," said her husband 81 think l
shall be home early to-day. You prom
ised me roast leg of pork, you know
''And you promised me that gray MORE
antique at Swan and Edear's" retorted
the lady, sulkily
"But, Lima, dear, had no notion
m.oires were SO expensive. Why, they
wanted twenty guineas for it
"Well Y'
"Well! Why, It's the twelfth part Of
our whole years income"
''But if it was to please me Z"
s'To please YOU l would make a good
many sacrifices, you know well, my dear
Lima but if were to try to please you
at that rate, should soon be in the
Bankruptcy Court"
Lima tossed her golden head contempt
uously.
Besides, what docs my little wife
want with such superb fabrics p said
her husband, laughing "No, no, Lima.
Leave moires to duchesses. L like you
best in your white muslin. There, l must
90 Give me a kiss, aud don't forget the
pork. Bye-byc! You'll be better tenn
pered when | come home, poppit
And whistling cheerily, away hurried
Robert Denwillow to catch the train to
London bridge.
Like most of her sex. Lima could have
borne any opposition better than her
husbands ;mperturbablc good temper.
She was out of hunIor, aud she knew it.
She wanted 10 quarrel, and she would
quarrel and she couldn't, because it takes
two parties 10 quarrel, and her husband
had not afforded her the slightest excuse
for giving way to her i'll humor.
No sooner wa; he fairly out of. sight
than the little woman rang the bell turi-
ously
Ann :"
Yes, ma'am.'
when the greengrocer calls, turnips
and potatoes
Yes, ma'am"
"And when the butcher calls, leg of
mutton for boihng.''
And there was malicious twinkle IN
Mrs Dcnwillow's eyes.
Ann opened hcI mouth with astonish-
ment.
.'Lor, ma am, I thought master said
some, hing about roast pork"
"Never mind what your master said"
But, ma'am," demonstrated Anu,
boldly, "master can't bear boiled mutton,
aud I've got the onions for the st tufhng-"
Put on your bonnet Immediately,
Ann" returned her mistress, with stern
dignity, ''and go to the italian ware
house and order bottle OF capers"
And with look of dismay Auu van
ished.
'Oh. my ! amt she tartar" nut
tered she, she quilted
Mrs. DeuwIllow watched her servant
close the door, and then smiled triumph
antly.
''There % exclaimed she, in such
tone as Alexander the Great mi ght have
adopted after decisive victory '9there
think I've done it now"
Five o'clock approached-the Denwil-
lows usual dinner hour The boiling
mutton began to give signs and tokens of
its presence in the house, and Lina'c
favorite little dog shifted the savory odor
In the passages, and slobbered anticipa-
irgly.
''Dear mel | wish Robert would come,"
thought little Mrs. Denwillow The
mutton will be boiled to rags"
A quarter past five-half past-but no
master of the house forthcoming. Lima
grew exceedingly angry.
"How dare he tease Inc like this 2''
she asked herself.
1t must be owned that there is nothing
IN all the world SO trying as waiting for
an expected person who does not come
and She had this additional incen-
tive to anger, that she had intended to
play her husband trick, and it seemed
as if he were turning the tables on her.
She thought of serving up dinner-she
was fond of boiled mutton-but then she
would lose her anticipated laugh, and
besides, her wifely instincts revolted from
such piece Of selfshness as that.
Six-half past-nearly seven, and no
Robert Denwillow, The little woman's
anger had all gone. She was now serious
" alarmed Thrice had she descended
to the kitchen, to confer with Ann, each
time less angrily and more anxiously, and
she was already thinking of paying her
servant another visit, when Ann herself,
with hasty aud Gnceremonious knock,
entered the parlor. The girl looked fur
i.