The Lincoln County herald., 1871-07-20
A LITTLE STORY.
BY SCOTT.

I'm not going to promise any moral,
neither shall you find anything very i'm
moral in this true littlc story, which hap
pened one day jnst little while ago. 1t
is interesting to me to think about, and
if it dom prove SO in tho reading, its my
fault in the telling, and not the story's,
but III try my best, aud begin this way.
If the cu.tl, va, beautiful, Ages Thorne
could not see it; nothing, it seemed to
her, could be more drcary and forlorn,
more tiresome to open ones eyes on ih
the morniag, more painful to close them,
ut night, than this cherries, black world.
| am sure the world would have been
amazed, could it have read her thoughts
this beautiful, summer morn, for'it had
never knowingly given our Agnes, this
littlo heroine Of mine, a single derk dsy !;
indeed, | am prepared to say, that only
sun and shine aud the warmest love and
caro- had surrounded her always! But
here she sat, right in the haze and
warmth of ripe summ.r day, with pout.
ing trembling lips, aud o mysterious
damp handkerchief in her hands. The
wedding ring shonc very bright there,
but it's gilt and glisten seemed to meet
no answering light in her eyes indeed,
I'm not SO suro there were not tears
between, and yet the sun fell through
the open window of their littlo sitting
room, hers and Johns, and gave yet a
brighter luster to her soft, brown hair.
Twas very soft pretty hair, and but for
the tears. and I'm afraid must say the
frown, the young, fresh face was very
pretty one, too, but the singing Of the
birds, tho odor Of the helo,ropc just
under the window, the noddiug Of the
dear old fashioned pinks, up and down
each side Of the path, were all uuheeded
by the tcar.dimmed eyes, and even in the
midst Of all this beauty, her lips did say
the words thst were in her heart. "Tis
a dreary world, and | hate it," Twas
just one of those common cases, only our
Agnes was not common woman, and SO
she was taking it rather hard-this get.
ting used 10 being snubbed by her hus.
band, l mean, and was threatening in her
heart this long day all sorts of awful
things to do unless John did do better,
and here the innocent cause of all these
tears and anathemas, was happy 10 the
conviction Of doing everything in mortal
mans power to make home and wife
happy, and quito thoroughly established
in peace and comforts the conviction Of
success brought. OF course he had nc
time to spend at home, but then he was
making his way in the world, and by
rigid economy, never holiday, never a
drive, Rever concert or ball, they might
some day be worth something IN tide
world, and this he often said to Agnes
and when she hnted how much a new
shawl or some garment in the mode
would enhance her appearance, John
assured her that che looked better in the
celisse she was married in than any othel
woman would In one made Of cloth OF
gold, This was all very we'll, of course
to be told how fine she looked 10 Ms
eyes but it didn't make der "old eloe'
loot o we'll az new; aud the squeaky y
little nslodeou in Johns home was SO
different from tho Steiuway at home.
True, Johunie, the baby. wac nice enough,
But John ~eves had :ime TO look az hin,
and OBJ asd sk Sell, Z dss* knoS
exactly Vhas was che AatteS. Poor
aittle Agnes was Seary srd dissatisfied
end saoted!o BE- pettsd, ane Sissed. sns
&evsS Gtfs, ! suess; ssyhow she Il I