Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1871-11-22
Miscellany.
George Clements Wife.

married dye heart" &"
Good Mrs. Clements pushed her steel
bowed spectaeles of her bright eyes, and
iropped the letter in her lap, as she turn
I'd TO her husband, stout clever old
farmer, who was continually stroking the
Did white cat.
Deacon, dye hear2"
This time, when she asked the ques-
iion, there was a touch of sharpness in
her voice.
Yes what if he is married? I'm
sure it's natural enough. 1t kind o runs
in our family, pears to me-"
But Mrs. Clements would take no no.
tice of the pleasantly. "Well, if you do
like it | can tell you don't. He needn't
think he's coming here with his fne citifi-
ed lady all airs aud graces and fiounces
and fluted ruiiles. There's plenty of good
girls here-abouts that wanted him. Right
in the middle Of work, too TO talk oI
bringin' lady here in hog KILN time
| do declare | think George is fool"
A graceful, dainty lady, in garnet
popliu and rufied apron, with short dusk
curs, a pair Of darkest blue eyes, so wist
ful and tender, tiny rosebud of Q
mouth, and dimple in one pink cheek.
That was Mrs. Marion Clements. Wa.
it any wonder that George had fallen il
love with herr
She sat in the bright little parlor, clos;
beside The curtained-window, wstching
for the loved husbands return; and then
when the click of the latch key in thu
hall, flew for the welcoming kiss.
4" Haven't you the letter this time
George ?" I've felt so sure of it all day
Indeed I've quite decided what DIRE sseS tt
take with me-"
He smiled as be shook his head
A cloud suddenly came over her pretty
face.
"Oh, George isn't too bad And | d,
believe they won't write at all because
they are sorry you married me-"
He put his arm around her neck.
And supposing that should be th'
case, do you think that would make any
difference to me 2"
"Oh, no! no. only it would griev,
me so if | know had alicnatcd YOU
own parents from you.
" Aud one-sided alienation it woulc
be too They have never have seen you
how could they dislike you? And whel
they know you they can't help loving you
"Oh, George T.
Aud the exclamation was caused by tht
kiss accompanying the loving hattery.
That's true as preaching. BY the by
my dear, what would you say if the firm
should end me off op travelling tour o
six weeks p
A little dismayed cry answered him.
"You wouldn't stay here aaonc, eh
But. Marion, it would be five hundred
dollars clear gain to US,
"What need We care for money? II
rather have you"
A mischievous smile played on tn
young mans lips, he was more matter o
fact than this romantic, tender little wifi
of his.
g | think that the accession to our bal
ance at the bankers would be very con
soling for the abseuce. But never mind
little pet. Let's go down to dinner. J d.
hope we'll get letter from home soon,'
And soon it was; for Marion snatchet
it from his coat pocket the very mex
night. But her husbands face was very
grave and stern, and his eyes looked an
cry when she laughed gleefully over tn
envelope.
My dear, you must remember | CAR
little for what that letter contains. Remem
Der | did not write it; that you are dear
er than ever before. Kiss me first. thel
read it while watch you"
A little pang of misdoubt troubled he
when she glanced over the short, crampe'
note then the tears stole from under thu
lashes, and George saw her tender moutl
culver and tremble then, when she ha'
finished it she laid her head down on hi
shoulder and cried.
g 1t was cruel to let you see it, m,
wounded birdie. Let me burn it. An
don't forget. darling, what our Bible says
that man shall leave father and mothe
and cleave TO his wife, You are my pre-
cious wife Marion and to you tur
for all the happiness my life will eve
hold.
he dried her tears and then they talk
cd it over.
.tJust because | am city bred, sh
thinks am lazy and naughty an
dirty"
/" Never MUD, Marion She will fin
out some day. My father"
Yes bless the old man He has ad
ded:
NV love to my daughter Marion. oh
| know / should love him, and you
mother too, if she would only let me-"
ave will invite them down when
come home. By the way, ! will stop a
the farm and bring them back"
.George, dear have been thinkin
about the trip west. | think you ha
better go, and leave me at home.
won't be so very long"
Marion was eating Der egg while sh
spoke across the cozy little tete-a-tet
breakfast table.
aSpokcn like my true little Marlor
and when | come back LII bring you
present. What shall it be 2"
/. Your mother and father from th
farm. II shall be that hope that wi
bear me company while you are gone