Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1871-12-28
Blue Eyes Behind the Veil.

Blue Eyes Behind the Veil.
Mr.. Edge was late at breakfast. That
was not an unusual occurrence, and
he was disposed to be cross; which
was likewise nothing new. So he re-
tired behind the newspaper, and de-
voured his eggs and toast without
vouchsaing any reply to the remarks
Of the fresh-looking little lady oppo-
site, to-wit: Mrs. Edge. But she was
gathering together her forces for the
final onslaught, and when at length
Mr.. Edge had got down to the last
paragraph, and laid aside the paper, it
came
Dear, didn't you say you were
going to have a hundred dollars fer
my new furs day ?''
What furs ?" (rather shortly was
this spoken.) ooh, pshaw! What is
the use of being so extravagant? 1
have no money to lay out in useless
follies. The old ones are good enough
for any sensible woman to wear"
Mrs. Edge, good, meek little soul
that she was, relapsed into obedient
silence. She only sighed a soft inward
sigh. and presently began a new at
tack.
Henry, will you go with me to
my aunt's to night ?'
Cant you go alone ?'
''Alonc, how it would look p Mrs.
Els temper-for she had one, though
it did not often parade ltself-was
aroused. You are so neglectful of
those little attentions you used to pay
me once; you never walk with me, nor
pick up my handkerchief, nor notice
my dress as you once did"
"Well, a fellow can't be forever
waiting on women can he ?" growled
Mr. Edce.
''You could be polite enough to Mrs.
Waters, last night, when you never
thought to ask whether I wanted any
thing, though you knew perfectly well
that I had headache-1 don't believe
YOU care as much for me as you used
to. And Mrs. Edge looked extreme
ly pretty with the tears in her blue
eyes and a quivcr on the round, rosy
lips.
"Pshaw,' said the husband peevish-
ly. Now don't be silly, Maria" t."
"And in the stage, yesterday, you
never asked me if was warm enough,
or put my shawl around me while Mr..
Brown was so affectionate to his wife
1t was notifying enough Henry, in
deed it was"
81 didn't know women were sucl
fools,'' said Mr.. Edge, as he drew OF
his overcoat. to escape the tempes
which was fast approaching. "Am
the sort of man to make a ninny o
myself doing the polite to any sort o.
G female creature? Did you evel
know me to be conscious whether .
woman had on a shawl or a swallow.
tailed coat ?"
Maria eclipsed the blue eyes behind
little pocket handkerchief, and
Henry, the savage, banged the door
loud enough to give Betty in The
kitchen nervous start.
Raining again! l do believe WI
are going to have a second edition OF
the deluge" said Mr. Edge to himself
that evening, as he ensconced six fee
of iniquity into the southwest corne
of the car at the city hall. Go ahead
conductor, can't you see we are full
and it is dark already?"
'>In one minute, sir,'' said the con
ductor, as he helped little woman
with basket, on board. ''Now, sir
move up little if you please"
Mr.. Edge was exceedingly comfort
able and did not want to move, bu
the light of the lamp falling on tn
pearly forehead and shining, colder
heir of the conner, he altered his min,
: and moved up.
sWhat lovely eyes," quoth he, men
tally, as he bestowed a single acknow
lodging smile Real violet, the yer,
color most admirel Bless me! wha
: business have old men like me to b
thinking about eyes. There, she ha
f drawn confounded veil over her face
J and the light is as dim as tall0w dip
but those were pretty eyesr'
The fair possessor of those blu
eyes sllivered slightly and drew he
lnantilla close around her shoulders
''Are you cold Miss? Pray homo
me by wearing my shawl. 1 do no
4 need it myself"
) She did not refuse-she murmure
Il some faint apology for troubling him
:, but it was not a refusal
mo trouble-not bit," said he
e with alacrity, arranging it on her ia
l. pering shoulders and then as the youn
lady handed her fare to the conductor
e he said to himself, "what slende
l. little hand if there is anything that
; admire in woman it is pretty hanC
r Wonder what kind of a mouth she hs
got? it must be a delightful one if
corresponds with the hair and eyes
plague take the veil
lie But plague" whoever that mystic
lie power may be, did not take possessio
Of of the veil, so Mr.. Edges curiosil
N about the blue-eyed damsal RENAME
N unsatisfed.
re Have on room enough, Miss?
le fear you are crowded. Pray sit lit
t, closer to me-"
E "Thank you sir" was the so
reply coming from behind the veil,
Mr.. Edge refected-like an an9
IS from the dark cloud, And his hea
Id gave large thump as the pref
+ shoulder touched hs own shag.
il overcoat in a hesitating sort of
IL way.
mt Decidedly, this is getting quite I