The Fairfield herald. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1849-1876, 1871-01-18
ASto-y for Marie / Folks.


out OF spirts
"i sruil.ns vito AID chsc rful
home paradisc it would be- a4id
Andrew to him.clf, az he turnod his
eyes from the cloudcd face Of u fs Dee
aud SIT down With knitted brows and
moody aspeot,. Mt Hord was $50.
ken by oi hr. Ms. Leo was getting
supper, and sbc moved about With
weary stop.
"Come' said nhe at last wi!b
aldo glance at her husband.
Andrew arose and went TO tho to.
ble. Ho wae tempted to speak al
angry word, but controlled himself
and Kept Silent. He could find no
fault With the chop, aud homo m .ds
broad, nor, the fragrant tea. They
you'd have choered h:s inward map.
it there had been gleam Of ennshine
on the faes of hia Rifc, Ho noticed
che did rot eat
care you not we'll Mary p
These cords were on lis lips,
but he did not utter :hom, for the
face Of his wife looked so repollAnt,
that lie featod an Initiating reply
And 80, in moody silonoe, tho twain
cat together, until Aoarcw finished
his aupper.
As he pushed his chair back, lia
wife arose and oommcnccd clearing
q! Il g table,
"This 10 purgatory," aaid Leo TO
himself, as ho commenced walking The
foor Of their little breakfast room.
With his hands trust iuto his trow-
sor. r.pockots, and bis chin almost touch
ing his b east.
After removing and taking tho
.bings into the kitchen, Mrs Lee
spread green cover over the table,
and, placing ,resh!y trimm.d lamp
thereon, went out and shut the door
After her, leaving her husband nlono
with his unpleapant feelings. He
took long, deep breath, and az ho
did 70, paused in his walk, stood still
for s'nre IN momee,s, aud then, drawing
paper from hrs pocket, sat down By
tho ,atle, opened the sheet and COM
menced reading, Siugularly emo ngh
were, "Prsise your wife" They
rather tended to increase the di,tur
bance Of mind from which no WAS suf-
fering.
II should like to have somo occa.
sson for praising mine" How quick.
ly his thoughts expressed that ill-ne.
tured sentiment But his eyes were
on the papcr before him, and he road
on "Praiac your wife, man ior
PHYS sako give her ali,tlo encourage
ment, it won't hurt her"
Androw Leo raised his eves and
muv.ered : "OA yea, hit, is very woil
.--prai is cheap enough. But prai e
her for what ! His cyos fell again to
Z epaper.
I" ans made your homo comforta-
be, your hearth bright and shin
s,l. your food agreouble for PHYS
takc tell her you thank her, if moth
ior moro. She don't expect it. 1t
will mako her eyos wider than they
have hosn for ten years, hut it will do
her good for all that, end you too"
ltaemed to A. draS as if this zen.
tence was written expressly for him,
and just for the occasion. It wss a
complete answer to tho question,
''Praise her for what ~ aud h. felt
1t, also, us a ,ebnke. VI road no fur.
ther for thoughts came too busy and in
now dir'o'lou Memory was oon-
vinciug him Of Injustice to his wife
She has always made his home as com
fortable as she could Nuke il, and
had he 'fforcd the slightest return Of
praise or conmendation Tad he
ever told her Of tn, satisfaction he
had known, or tho comfort he had OK.
perienced1 He vas not able to re-
call the time or occ ,sion. As he
th ug It thus, MrS. Loe came in from
tho Kitchen, aud, taking her work
basket from tho closet, placed it on
tho table. Snd sitting down without
speaking, begin to sew Mr.. lee
glanced almost steal,hily at the
work IN her hands, and saw that it
was bosom Of shirt, which she
was stitching neatly. He knew
that IL was for him that sbo was at
worl.
"Praic your wife These words
wero before the eyes Of his mind, and
no GOULD not look away from thom.
But he was not roady for this yet.
Ills sill felt moody and unforgiving.
The exp. ession Of his wife's face BIO
interpreted to mean ill.naturo, for
whioh had he no patience. His eyes foil
upon the newspaper that was spread
out before him, and lie read tho SEN
tence. ga kind, cheerful word apo.
Ken in a gloomy house 10 the little
rift in the cloud that let's tho sunshine
through"
L struggled with himself a little
while longor.
Ills own ill-nature was to Le con.
qusred fret, his moody, accusing
8p,lit had to tbe subdued.
iie thought of many things to say,
and Yet be faarnd ~ sau than, L..